It seems we have similar preferences then. The only thing I avoid is anything sweet, and I also don't eat much meat either. You said you know how to cook, correct?
[ local man finally figures out how to read the room ]
Then let's make the gin together, and when it's ready, would you like to come over for dinner and to try the results? I'll cook. Or we can cook together, if you feel confident.
I'm confident about my cooking, but doing it together will ensure we're both satisfied with the result.
Would you want to do something else? While I'm there.
[This is officially the most practical dinner date discussion ever. Listen, he's become accustomed to negotiation before sex given the nature of his own kinks — he's just a little uncertain about how best to initiate with Tseng.]
I would like that. We can discuss as we prepare the gin, if that works for you--I thought of another related question for you, too.
[ local man— okay you get the idea ]
I didn't think that was your intent, and I was serious about the gin and the cooking too.
[ and then the typing bubble appears and disappears for a minute while tseng tries to figure out the right way to phrase what he wants to say. something like, "yeah i want to fuck you stupid, but i also do want to know you better, so any combination you want of drinks and dinner and sex and quality time are all on the table," except tseng has never said any of those things aloud in his fucking life.
so what he ultimately decides on is, ]
I hope by now it's obvious that I find you very attractive, but I meant what I said about getting to know you, too. I'm happy to spend time with you however you want.
[And then the typing bubble purgatory, which he's never experienced before... at least a minute isn't very long to stare at the face of his Watch in anticipation. Tseng's message is — surprisingly genuine, but it coaxes the twitch of a smile to his lips.]
I believe you.
I have a feeling neither of us are very used to this. [Tseng is the leader of elite soldiers; he's known men like that well.] I'll try not to be too difficult. [A little teasing never hurt.] If you tell me the ingredients we'll need ahead of time, I can pick them up before coming over.
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Have you ever made gin yourself before?
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[Not that he knows... the first thing about making alcohol.]
Also, what sort of food do you like?
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[ he would suggest sasuke's but like. yeah ]
I'm not especially picky. I prefer foods with bolder flavoring, not bland, and I do enjoy spice... and when given the choice, I avoid eating meat.
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It seems we have similar preferences then. The only thing I avoid is anything sweet, and I also don't eat much meat either. You said you know how to cook, correct?
I'd also like to try gin.
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[ local man finally figures out how to read the room ]
Then let's make the gin together, and when it's ready, would you like to come over for dinner and to try the results? I'll cook. Or we can cook together, if you feel confident.
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Would you want to do something else? While I'm there.
[This is officially the most practical dinner date discussion ever. Listen, he's become accustomed to negotiation before sex given the nature of his own kinks — he's just a little uncertain about how best to initiate with Tseng.]
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I very much would. Do you have something in mind, or should I make plans?
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I didn't have anything specific in mind, but... I think, something simple would be nice. You could order me around again.
But I was serious about the gin. And about cooking. I wasn't trying to lead into anything else on purpose.
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[ local man— okay you get the idea ]
I didn't think that was your intent, and I was serious about the gin and the cooking too.
[ and then the typing bubble appears and disappears for a minute while tseng tries to figure out the right way to phrase what he wants to say. something like, "yeah i want to fuck you stupid, but i also do want to know you better, so any combination you want of drinks and dinner and sex and quality time are all on the table," except tseng has never said any of those things aloud in his fucking life.
so what he ultimately decides on is, ]
I hope by now it's obvious that I find you very attractive, but I meant what I said about getting to know you, too. I'm happy to spend time with you however you want.
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All right.
[And then the typing bubble purgatory, which he's never experienced before... at least a minute isn't very long to stare at the face of his Watch in anticipation. Tseng's message is — surprisingly genuine, but it coaxes the twitch of a smile to his lips.]
I believe you.
I have a feeling neither of us are very used to this. [Tseng is the leader of elite soldiers; he's known men like that well.] I'll try not to be too difficult. [A little teasing never hurt.] If you tell me the ingredients we'll need ahead of time, I can pick them up before coming over.
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You're probably right about that. Don't try too hard, though, I like a challenge.
[ teasing in return, of course. ]
Let me know when you're free? Ideally two days in a row--one for gin, one for dinner.
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I'll keep that in mind.
I'm not usually busy, [given that leisure is the name of the game here] but I'll let you know. Expect a message from me ahead of time.
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