[ ha. despite any of his nerves, artificially tempered as they may be by the wine, he likewise ends up smiling into the kiss. truth is, even if they've kissed several times since their first, there is a more intense sort of yearning behind the contact. ]
[ he shifts his hand from roka's chin to work at the clothing at his front; he's a little unfamiliar with this style of dress, but with being nobility and all - he's adept enough with unnecessary buttons and layers, and he only has to break the kiss once so as to less clumsily free the clasp. ]
[ he lays his hand over the one at his chest, guiding it upwards toward his tie. —very modern, that, instead of a cravat this time. ]
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[ he shifts his hand from roka's chin to work at the clothing at his front; he's a little unfamiliar with this style of dress, but with being nobility and all - he's adept enough with unnecessary buttons and layers, and he only has to break the kiss once so as to less clumsily free the clasp. ]
[ he lays his hand over the one at his chest, guiding it upwards toward his tie. —very modern, that, instead of a cravat this time. ]