"It's a pretty smile," Rook replies with a look that speaks of amusement but not without a whole lot of fondness. "Yours is brief and pale most of the time."

Listen, he has paid attention. It's obvious.

Rook is in no hurry with that finger. Eventually he knows he's going to seat himself inside that hole but it's not going to happen any time soon. They have time, the whole night, just for each other. He pushes it a little bit deeper, though, just to accommodate what Ulysse obviously wants. He has a feeling Ulysse has grown used to taking it without anyone really paying attention to him. Rook has been guilty of this as well.

So, he slowly circles the sensitive rim with his fingertips, rubs it and plays with it until it softens further and further under his touch. Eventually he'll replace his groin with his hand to finish this beautiful man off but for now, they're just slowly edging towards the release and Rook is still not in any kind of hurry. His fingertips aimless as they tilt Ulysse's chin up and presses warm little kisses on his lips.

"Not tonight," he says, though, murmurs the words against Ulysse's mouth.