He didn't think he would have to kiss any rogue. He pulled a face and then looked off into the distance, mentally running through all the rogues and then relented, shrugging. "I mean, if I had to kiss any of the guy-rogues, it'd probably be you. You're the only one that doesn't actively repulse me." He debated it again and then looked at Edward. Then he laughed, giddy and easily amused. "I think I'd also rather kiss you than the girls in the club too cause, let's be real here, Pam would rip my dick off if I tried and Harls is under the Joker's dibs. So congrats, Ed, you're my most kissable rogue."
"Flattering as that is, I don't know if I have that much competition. I'm easily the best-looking of the bunch." No need for false modesty here. "Also the best hygiene." That was an easy one to win as well, worryingly enough.
Daringly, Ed put an arm around Harvey's shoulder, looking at him as he reached up with one hand to cup his face, on the good side. He gently ran a thumb along Harvey's lower lip, having a feeling that Harvey would let him. Harvey seemed to have found himself in an elaborate game of gay chicken, or perhaps he simply didn't care. Maybe he liked being touched, even if it was by Ed. Or maybe he'd teach him to like his touch especially.
"When we kiss," the 'when' was a very deliberate word choice, "it's going to be out of desire. Nothing more, nothing less."
"You're so certain, eh? Well. Universal genius, let's see if you're seeing something that's there or something that ain't."
Cause Ed could touch his face, fondle his chest and flirt as much as he liked but Harvey wasn't feeling much like kissing him. He liked him, in some ways he wanted him but he wasn't making a move. He wasn't there yet. Though he did like how Edward was, how he touched his face, as he spoke to him, the feelings he put into it. The game was fun.
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He didn't think he would have to kiss any rogue. He pulled a face and then looked off into the distance, mentally running through all the rogues and then relented, shrugging. "I mean, if I had to kiss any of the guy-rogues, it'd probably be you. You're the only one that doesn't actively repulse me." He debated it again and then looked at Edward. Then he laughed, giddy and easily amused. "I think I'd also rather kiss you than the girls in the club too cause, let's be real here, Pam would rip my dick off if I tried and Harls is under the Joker's dibs. So congrats, Ed, you're my most kissable rogue."
What an honour.
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Daringly, Ed put an arm around Harvey's shoulder, looking at him as he reached up with one hand to cup his face, on the good side. He gently ran a thumb along Harvey's lower lip, having a feeling that Harvey would let him. Harvey seemed to have found himself in an elaborate game of gay chicken, or perhaps he simply didn't care. Maybe he liked being touched, even if it was by Ed. Or maybe he'd teach him to like his touch especially.
"When we kiss," the 'when' was a very deliberate word choice, "it's going to be out of desire. Nothing more, nothing less."
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Cause Ed could touch his face, fondle his chest and flirt as much as he liked but Harvey wasn't feeling much like kissing him. He liked him, in some ways he wanted him but he wasn't making a move. He wasn't there yet. Though he did like how Edward was, how he touched his face, as he spoke to him, the feelings he put into it. The game was fun.
"Desire. Let's see."