[it's not the anticipated result of his action, but Vincent would be lying if he said that this didn't excite him just as much - if not more. the smug grin on his face widens into something challenging and a little crazed. his wrist aches under the other boy's grip, but the pain only goads him on further.]
Why wait? Do it now.
[or maybe he should prompt the retaliation a little further? with that thought in mind Vincent rises up from the couch, standing so close to his partner that they're practically pressed up against each other. come on, then. escalate this.]
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Why wait? Do it now.
[or maybe he should prompt the retaliation a little further? with that thought in mind Vincent rises up from the couch, standing so close to his partner that they're practically pressed up against each other. come on, then. escalate this.]