Burr shivers, when Jefferson touches his back. Leans back into him, the same way he had when Jefferson touched his ass. He nearly protests, when Jefferson orders him a suit and bowtie. Bites his tongue, smiles sweetly. He's not giving the suit back, then. Perhaps he could sell it, and buy something nice for Theo. After the event of course. And after he's sure Thomas won't want him for anything more. Once Thomas is done with him.
Burr is a stepping stone, after all. If he does his job right, maybe Thomas will be confident enough to get his own boyfriend. Girlfriend. If Burr does his job right, shouldn't Thomas never leave?
His automatic response is to say no, when Thomas offers him a ride. He loves far away, in a bad part of town. In a building that's embarrassing to look at. Oh, but then Thomas is flushing again, that beautiful, wonderful freckled flush.
"Of course I was earnest," Burr smiles, leans up, his tip toes, to kiss Thomas soundly, nipping at his lips. "Or did my display in the tailor shop not convince you? I can feel you--each time I move," and he twines Jefferson's fingers in his own.
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Burr is a stepping stone, after all. If he does his job right, maybe Thomas will be confident enough to get his own boyfriend. Girlfriend. If Burr does his job right, shouldn't Thomas never leave?
His automatic response is to say no, when Thomas offers him a ride. He loves far away, in a bad part of town. In a building that's embarrassing to look at. Oh, but then Thomas is flushing again, that beautiful, wonderful freckled flush.
"Of course I was earnest," Burr smiles, leans up, his tip toes, to kiss Thomas soundly, nipping at his lips. "Or did my display in the tailor shop not convince you? I can feel you--each time I move," and he twines Jefferson's fingers in his own.