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𝓈𝒾𝓇 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓂𝒶𝓈 𝓈𝒽𝒶𝓇𝓅𝑒 (courteous) wrote in dunwichgame,

Thomas/Cinna
If Thomas harbored any nerves here at all, it was purely because he had never danced with a man in public before. Back in 1901, the very idea would have been quite the scandal. But here in Dunwich, that sort of social rule did not exist and thank god for that, because Thomas had zero intention of stopping.

Unless Cinna wanted to, that is. And thus far, he at least appeared to be having a good time.

Thomas didn't mind Cinna being in his personal space. He liked it quite a bit, actually. They had lounged beside one another on sofas on more than one occasion. Never had Thomas mentioned just how much he enjoyed Cinna's company. That he liked sitting with their knees touching and leaving little room between them. Up until now, Thomas presumed that those internal stirrings of excitement were purely one sided and he should absolutely keep them to himself. But maybe, that spark of interest was not as one sided as he presumed.

That cheeky grin upon Thomas' face gave away his answer before he ever opened his mouth. He reached out, gently taking hold of Cinna's suit lapel, keeping him close. "Yes," he whispered, leaning in enough to brush his cheek against Cinna's. "More than okay, actually."

Thomas went quiet, enjoying the moment. There wasn't a tense muscle in his body, his hand lingering upon Cinna's chest. It wasn't until nearly the end of the song that Thomas decided to speak, asking, "Think I could claim your attention for my own for at least one more song?"