[ the briefest flash of teeth in the dark says everything the innuendo doesn't have to. ]
Oh, James, [ silva says, as if admonishing a small child. ] I haven't yet.
[ one of his fingers rubs lightly against the trigger guard, overtly sexual, if bond's looking. it's meant to unsettle, not encourage, but he's aware the routine won't work on bond—not like it does on insecure, laced-up boys with sweat at their collars. silva's eyes don't leave his, assessing as calmly as bond seems to be doing. with his other hand, he casually motions towards the bed, offering the only other seat in the room to the only other occupant. ]
You must be tired from all that tedious mingling. Why don't you sit down, hm?
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Oh, James, [ silva says, as if admonishing a small child. ] I haven't yet.
[ one of his fingers rubs lightly against the trigger guard, overtly sexual, if bond's looking. it's meant to unsettle, not encourage, but he's aware the routine won't work on bond—not like it does on insecure, laced-up boys with sweat at their collars. silva's eyes don't leave his, assessing as calmly as bond seems to be doing. with his other hand, he casually motions towards the bed, offering the only other seat in the room to the only other occupant. ]
You must be tired from all that tedious mingling. Why don't you sit down, hm?