What the....? - Marvin's Haven

No... not that out of focus he couldn't see that was a shit idea and then some.
"Still trying to get in my pants...?" he managed to smile. "No deal..."

He laughed

"No, I've give up on that for tonight, and I presume you have underwear on of some sort. Was curious if rubbing your legs brought the same purr as your feet and back."

"If you beat me at fencing... maybe..." the youth still pretty confident that he wouldn't. Presuming of course that he got a chance to clear his mind first...
Charlie drew an unneeded but reflexive breath again, exhaling with a murmured sigh of pleasure.

"Such a tease little one, such a tease. Do you do this to everyone?"

"No clue what you're talking about..." no, not at all. It wasn't a lie he was even trying to pass off as true as the grin revealed him just as much as his tone of voice did.

He smiled, and picked the brujah up in his arms, the better to pull him close for a kiss.

Charlie was, in all fairness a lightweight so even without Marvin's strength it would've been easy to pull him up and into his arms. He looked like he was about to protest for a moment, though that protest died in a murmur against the Malkavian's lips. The youth's hands moving to his shoulders after having taken advantage of a brief moment of clarity to pull his shirt down a bit before leaning into the kiss.

After a bit he set Charlie back down

"I hate to cut this evening short my pretty one, but I have a lot of work to do believe it or not, and sooner or later you might drive me to do something to you I will wish I hadn't later on."

"Really?" he eased his thumb across the other man's lips with a smile. "Didn't picture you the type to have a conscience.." the youth grinned as he pulled back, seemingly having regained a bit of his wits as he pulled his shirts down to a comfortable length again with his free hand.

He gazed at the Malkavian in the damn clown make-up for a few more moments before leaning in and brushing his lips against Marvin's one last time.
"I'm still going to kick your ass you know..." Charlie pulled back, reaching for his jacket to stand up.

He smiled "You might be surprised. Books, covers, all that."

Marvin brushed his lips across the Brujah's again.

"And we'll see who's ass gets kicked. Have a charming evening Charlie."

The youth stepped into his boots, not bothering to tie them as he straightened his shirts and slipped his jacket on.
"Oh I will.." he took a couple of backwards steps towards the door as he fished a cigarette from a jacket pocket and put it between his lips. "See you around" the youth winked, turning on his heel and disappearing out the door and making damn sure he was out of sight and around a corner before leaning his back against the wall and letting out a low sigh.

What was that thing again? About playing with fire?
He rubbed his temples and groaned.

Oh right... don't get burned...