Not that Rook has counted how long those flashes of smiles last but this one was definitely longer and something about his answer made Ulysse quite... happy? Rook holds that gaze, the look in his one good eye milder than it tends to be, crinkles appear at the corners of his eyes and they're not there because of turbulent water but something completely else.
He doesn't say anything, but it makes him flash a rare smile as he brushes the thumb over those soft lips.
He doesn't know how long he would have just stood there. But Ulysse breaks the spell by unfastening his belt and pants. Rook takes a moment to yank up his shirt and pulling it over his head and then joins the growing pile of discarded garments on the floor.
Then he moves forward, wrapping one arm around Ulysse's waist as he pushes the man back and onto the bed, supporting him with a hand behind his back. Rook pulls up when he has Ulysse laid out on the bed and starts pulling off his boots, laying the bared foot onto his own chest when it's been undressed.
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He doesn't say anything, but it makes him flash a rare smile as he brushes the thumb over those soft lips.
He doesn't know how long he would have just stood there. But Ulysse breaks the spell by unfastening his belt and pants. Rook takes a moment to yank up his shirt and pulling it over his head and then joins the growing pile of discarded garments on the floor.
Then he moves forward, wrapping one arm around Ulysse's waist as he pushes the man back and onto the bed, supporting him with a hand behind his back. Rook pulls up when he has Ulysse laid out on the bed and starts pulling off his boots, laying the bared foot onto his own chest when it's been undressed.