[Ah but keeping his hand where it belongs on Lorenz' shoulder is fine. There's no less than three layers of fabric between them that way. Constantin moves closer though, slides his hand up and the moment his fingers touch bare skin Lorenz sucks in a sharp breath. Violet eyes go wide and his steps falter for a moment, the hand at Constantin's waist even curls into his jacket a little in his surprise.
Oh. He's so unused to actual contact like that it's enough to throw him off completely.
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Oh. He's so unused to actual contact like that it's enough to throw him off completely.
What? Hmm? Him? Humming? Nonsense.]
A-as I've said. You don't want that.