[ but vidar only takes his hand and kisses the back of it, gently. ]

It's not a competition, Lelouch. And I'm not here to ruin your day.

[ that's not his style, and anyway, he sucks at all that scheming shit. that's the territory of unruly blonds. ]

At the end of this session I'm taking care of you, too. Rest assured.

[ and so he goes back to his work, gently spreading his thighs against his body and pulling him down firmly against his crotch, so lelouch knows -- very intimately -- that he's affected, and that he wants him, too. vidar pulls him for a kiss, fucking that pretty mouth as his other hand busies itself with removing his shirt and baring his torso towards him. ]