#dont push yer luck arthaawr

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[ @thekingswench​ cont. from here. ] 

The risk he took was calculated, but despite his age, Rhett wasn’t great at Math. The way the other eyed at the comfort of his bare upper torso somehow made him feel— uneasy. Not quite ashamed, but not exactly prideful as he, an almost narcissistic asshole, would’ve been under the gaze of any other mortal. “Ask?” the blond mumbles as he looks away from the businessman, lips pursing slightly as he ponders over the words. “Ask...”

Rhett paused for at least a good twelve seconds before his arm went around the other’s waist, pulling him so hard against his body that their faces almost crashed if not because he moved his head to a side lightly. “I don’t ask” once again, he effortlessly pulled himself up, along with the other man. Yet, holding him there, in the air, the dragon smiled as he gave in to Arthur’s request. “Will you give me a kiss, so I know what your lips taste like?”.