[Alec's overstepped, and he knows it as much by what Seregil doesn't say as by what he does. There's no easy laughter or mischief in his grin, and Alec makes a mental note to be more passive in their flirtations moving forward. A more active role only seems to send Seregil's walls up again.
But again, it's not Seregil's fault. Alec has to keep reminding himself of that. And as rebukes go, at least it's gentle. Alec's smile softens, and he brings Seregil's hand up to press a kiss to his thumb.]
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But again, it's not Seregil's fault. Alec has to keep reminding himself of that. And as rebukes go, at least it's gentle. Alec's smile softens, and he brings Seregil's hand up to press a kiss to his thumb.]
I'm sorry. I forget myself.