"If you best me next." Aymeric corrects smoothly as Estinien starts to leave - he may have been defeated this time but that hasn't made a dent in his determination. He's getting that man in his bed come hells or high water.
He laughs lightly at Estinien's parting comment, turning to watch him go and hardly bothering to hide his appreciative gaze.
"Oh I will..." he murmurs, mostly to himself, knowing the other is already out of earshot.
He can't linger for too long, though, with the loss of that intimidating presence he can already sense the buzzards circling and waiting to come and ask what that was all about, so he grabs his things and makes a hasty retreat himself before anybody gets the chance. He does, after all, having training to get to if he's going to be ready for their next match.
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"If you best me next." Aymeric corrects smoothly as Estinien starts to leave - he may have been defeated this time but that hasn't made a dent in his determination. He's getting that man in his bed come hells or high water.
He laughs lightly at Estinien's parting comment, turning to watch him go and hardly bothering to hide his appreciative gaze.
"Oh I will..." he murmurs, mostly to himself, knowing the other is already out of earshot.
He can't linger for too long, though, with the loss of that intimidating presence he can already sense the buzzards circling and waiting to come and ask what that was all about, so he grabs his things and makes a hasty retreat himself before anybody gets the chance. He does, after all, having training to get to if he's going to be ready for their next match.