[ His own shoes ended up discarded somewhere between the door and bed. His jacket just goes on the floor, though Sypha's hairpin gets put down delicately on the bedside table.
It's Sypha who kisses him - it's Sypha who is doing most of everything, in truth, from leading him onto the bed to undoing his tie to initiating the kiss while he mostly just stares at her uselessly and moves as bidden when she pushes him. It's shorter than the kiss before, mostly because she comes to realize that she can't undo the tie without looking at it.
And it's nice, it's nice but it's not perfect because there are only two of them in the bed and there should be three. Sypha seems to think so too, because she just looks back as she tosses Trevor's tie in the same general direction as his jacket, tilting her head. Trevor is less subtle. ]
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It's Sypha who kisses him - it's Sypha who is doing most of everything, in truth, from leading him onto the bed to undoing his tie to initiating the kiss while he mostly just stares at her uselessly and moves as bidden when she pushes him. It's shorter than the kiss before, mostly because she comes to realize that she can't undo the tie without looking at it.
And it's nice, it's nice but it's not perfect because there are only two of them in the bed and there should be three. Sypha seems to think so too, because she just looks back as she tosses Trevor's tie in the same general direction as his jacket, tilting her head. Trevor is less subtle. ]
Adrian, please-
[ -Please join them. ]