[His pulse quickens, thumping against Peter's grip, although whether it's from the instinctive drive to resist the pressure or a building need is impossible to tell. It's all mixing together in a heady combination.
Peter does have the upper hand in one way however; the spell Constantine uses requires a bit more focus than the more intuitive power of telekinesis, and those unseen hands are playing havoc with his focus. His hand on Peter's thigh is the focus, and his fingers press harder into muscle, the magical contact turning to nails dragging down Peter's back in response.
The spell flickers as the other man takes it further, and Constantine utters a low curse, thinking that he likely could make good on that threat.]
How's about- [He wets his lips, and alright, he can't hide that he is starting to struggle to maintain the illusion of control. Credit where it's due.] -how's about we go upstairs then, where we can really have fun, no need to worry about who might see what.
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Peter does have the upper hand in one way however; the spell Constantine uses requires a bit more focus than the more intuitive power of telekinesis, and those unseen hands are playing havoc with his focus. His hand on Peter's thigh is the focus, and his fingers press harder into muscle, the magical contact turning to nails dragging down Peter's back in response.
The spell flickers as the other man takes it further, and Constantine utters a low curse, thinking that he likely could make good on that threat.]
How's about- [He wets his lips, and alright, he can't hide that he is starting to struggle to maintain the illusion of control. Credit where it's due.] -how's about we go upstairs then, where we can really have fun, no need to worry about who might see what.