When Childermass laughs, it only seems natural for Lambert to do the same, tipping his head back and letting it tear free as it shakes his frame. Now that they're safe, the adrenaline rush of a near-miss doesn't have any other way to express itself.
"That was amazing," he says, when he gets his breath back, grinning back at Childermass. Because it was -- Sans has teleported him before, and so has Strange, but those had been under markedly different circumstances. For one thing, those had never involved taking him out of danger.
The longer they spend staring at each other smirking like idiots, though, the more Lambert's expression shifts subtly, eyes dilated in the darkness so his irises are little more than a thin band of gold. Having Childermass in his lap makes it easy to reach up without a second thought, wind his fingers into the front of that fine, embroidered coat.
"Congratulations, you're a magician after all," Lambert murmurs, breathless for a different reason altogether. That's all the warning Childermass gets before he pulls him in for a firm kiss.
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"That was amazing," he says, when he gets his breath back, grinning back at Childermass. Because it was -- Sans has teleported him before, and so has Strange, but those had been under markedly different circumstances. For one thing, those had never involved taking him out of danger.
The longer they spend staring at each other smirking like idiots, though, the more Lambert's expression shifts subtly, eyes dilated in the darkness so his irises are little more than a thin band of gold. Having Childermass in his lap makes it easy to reach up without a second thought, wind his fingers into the front of that fine, embroidered coat.
"Congratulations, you're a magician after all," Lambert murmurs, breathless for a different reason altogether. That's all the warning Childermass gets before he pulls him in for a firm kiss.