[Hmm, could those be faint warning sirens? Surely not! All is well. So well, in fact, that gives Joseph a bit of a squeeze.]
What are friends for, if not for nights like this? Like I said, mon ami, I was free. It was no trouble. Besides, you've been more than generous with the wine!
[...look, at the end of the day, he's fairly easy to please.]
I wouldn't think of it as helping you. Just being a friend.
[Oh, well...admittedly this was something he should have predicted, what with their Iris history and the amount of wine Joseph has drunk, but Sycamore is surprised nonetheless. But...bluntly turning him down would probably feel like a kick in the teeth after what he's gone through with Yashiro tonight, so...
He'll let him kiss him, returning it gently for a little bit - to be fair, it's hardly the first time he's been involved with drunken kissing! - and running a quick hand through his hair as he does it. It probably wouldn't do to encourage this too much, though, what with the alcohol he can taste in Joseph's mouth...after a little while, Sycamore breaks the kiss, running his thumb along Joseph's chin and smiling softly.]
There's no need to be so complimentary - like I said, this has been fun, and I enjoy spending time with you.
[....]
Would you like a cookie? You should probably eat something to balance out the alcohol.
[...unless Sycamore decides to feed it to him, then he might consider...
He shifts, moving to sit in his lap more fully, thinking that he wants to be close to someone... Bi’an has been so distant, Yashiro is a bastard. At least he has Augustine.]
[There's definitely easy positives to Joseph shifting more fully into his lap, namely - of course - the Chroma, and Sycamore places a hand on his back to support him.]
Are you sure? The one you gave me earlier was lovely.
[There's an air of sadness around his friend that he's never really noticed before, and he's not completely sure that it's solely because of his experience with Yashiro tonight. Loneliness, perhaps? He had mentioned how he hated being alone, that time during Iris...]
[...well. Sycamore would be lying if he said there wasn't something cute about the fire in Joseph's eyes; admittedly, it makes him think more of a child than anything else, but...
...he can indulge him. Selecting one of the larger cookies, he gently presses it against Joseph's lips.]
[Joseph accepts it, biting down on it and chewing, licking his lips, managing to make everything look dainty and delicate.]
Mmph.
[He's still glaring somewhat at Augustine when he looks up at him again, as if to say do you see? It is not so difficult. Why must everyone make such a big deal out of it...?]
[The laugh and those words make Joseph flush a little, but... he finds he's not indignant as he'd expected he'd be. He reaches up, taking the cookie between long fingers, holding onto it thoughtfully.]
[The way Joseph is clearly still trying to keep up his defensive front makes it very difficult for Sycamore to wipe the smile off his face; it's really quite cute.]
I haven't met anyone like you, here, and not just because you're French. You've got a very interesting spirit, mon ami.
[Some people would describe it in less flattering language, he's sure, but that doesn't matter!]
Fiery one moment, tender the next...I quite like it. You're exciting to be around!
[...ah. He should have expected this; the proffered cookie, the look in Joseph's eyes...he's certainly an unpredictable little character. Laughing softly, again, Sycamore leans forward and takes a neat bite of that cookie, gently brushing against Joseph's lips as he does so.]
It's good.
[He'll (mostly) swallow it before he says that - no need to be rude!]
Do you still think I'm mocking you...? Because I promise, I'm not.
[He watches him until he speaks those words, and then he seems to settle all at once, wrapping his arms around his stomach and swallowing the bit of cookie in his mouth, thinking that it somehow tastes sweeter.]
[And he really does - no wonder Joseph reacted so badly when Yashiro rejected his attempts at intimacy. Leaning against the arm of the couch, Sycamore smiles and places a hand on Joseph's knee.]
I promise I won't ever mock you, mon ami. My compliments are genuine. Heartfelt! So don't worry.
[He sighs a little, his expression finally softening into a small smile. His hand is warm on his knee, and he feels secure. He reaches up, tugging Sycamore's collar down slightly.]
[Oh...Sycamore can't help smiling when Joseph pulls on his collar. Why is this man so cute?! Perhaps that should count as a weakness...]
Now now, I can't give those up too easily.
[He's grinning while he says it, though, and since Joseph is now a little closer, he reaches out and starts playing with his hair again. That might count as a clue.....]
You are kind, and understanding...sweet and charming...and you clearly take care of yourself. What is it? Have you a tail? Shall I pull down your trousers to see?
[He tugs him down more, needy, clearly enjoying the attention to his hair. He wouldn't mind pulling Augustine's pants down...]
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[He sighs heavily, shuffling closer to Sycamore now, wanting to feel those arms around him.]
This is twice you've helped me now, come when I called for you.
[Uh oh, watch out Sycamore he's getting attached.]
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What are friends for, if not for nights like this? Like I said, mon ami, I was free. It was no trouble. Besides, you've been more than generous with the wine!
[...look, at the end of the day, he's fairly easy to please.]
I wouldn't think of it as helping you. Just being a friend.
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You are wonderful. I am so fortunate.
[And then he leans up, lips fragrant with good wine, and kisses his mouth.]
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He'll let him kiss him, returning it gently for a little bit - to be fair, it's hardly the first time he's been involved with drunken kissing! - and running a quick hand through his hair as he does it. It probably wouldn't do to encourage this too much, though, what with the alcohol he can taste in Joseph's mouth...after a little while, Sycamore breaks the kiss, running his thumb along Joseph's chin and smiling softly.]
There's no need to be so complimentary - like I said, this has been fun, and I enjoy spending time with you.
[....]
Would you like a cookie? You should probably eat something to balance out the alcohol.
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[...unless Sycamore decides to feed it to him, then he might consider...
He shifts, moving to sit in his lap more fully, thinking that he wants to be close to someone... Bi’an has been so distant, Yashiro is a bastard. At least he has Augustine.]
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Are you sure? The one you gave me earlier was lovely.
[There's an air of sadness around his friend that he's never really noticed before, and he's not completely sure that it's solely because of his experience with Yashiro tonight. Loneliness, perhaps? He had mentioned how he hated being alone, that time during Iris...]
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[It's soft, and tired, but it's a challenge nevertheless, his eyes meeting Sycamore's]
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...he can indulge him. Selecting one of the larger cookies, he gently presses it against Joseph's lips.]
Here you go, mon ami.
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Mmph.
[He's still glaring somewhat at Augustine when he looks up at him again, as if to say do you see? It is not so difficult. Why must everyone make such a big deal out of it...?]
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...well. It makes Sycamore laugh, softly.]
You're cute, you know that? Don't waste time with those who don't appreciate it, mon ami.
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You are not teasing me, are you?
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[Although he does understand why the assurance is desired; shifting slightly, Sycamore runs a hand through Joseph's hair.]
It's heartfelt. Very much the truth! You're rather unique, you know.
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[That gives him pause, his defensive expression giving in to a sort of wary curiosity.]
What do you mean by that?
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I haven't met anyone like you, here, and not just because you're French. You've got a very interesting spirit, mon ami.
[Some people would describe it in less flattering language, he's sure, but that doesn't matter!]
Fiery one moment, tender the next...I quite like it. You're exciting to be around!
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Am I?
[And he puts the half of the cookie in his mouth, tilting his head up to offer it to Sycamore, a challenge in his eyes.]
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It's good.
[He'll (mostly) swallow it before he says that - no need to be rude!]
Do you still think I'm mocking you...? Because I promise, I'm not.
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...I'm glad. I can't stand it, being mocked.
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[And he really does - no wonder Joseph reacted so badly when Yashiro rejected his attempts at intimacy. Leaning against the arm of the couch, Sycamore smiles and places a hand on Joseph's knee.]
I promise I won't ever mock you, mon ami. My compliments are genuine. Heartfelt! So don't worry.
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[He sighs a little, his expression finally softening into a small smile. His hand is warm on his knee, and he feels secure.
He reaches up, tugging Sycamore's collar down slightly.]
What are your weaknesses, mm?
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Now now, I can't give those up too easily.
[He's grinning while he says it, though, and since Joseph is now a little closer, he reaches out and starts playing with his hair again. That might count as a clue.....]
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[He tugs him down more, needy, clearly enjoying the attention to his hair. He wouldn't mind pulling Augustine's pants down...]