There was a little chuckle and Elijah looped an arm around him to hold him close. "Oh, I think it couldn't hurt to stroke your ego just a little."

Anthony was revelling in all the affection and love he was getting. "You'll end up regretting thinking that," Anthony chuckled, resting his hand on Elijah's thigh as the man pulled him closer. "I can be very egotistical, you know."

Elijah smiled huge and touched his cheek as he looked at his face. "Oh? what will happen if I do? I don't mind seeing your more egotistical side."

Anthony...didn't have an answer for that. "I guess you'll just have to wait and find out, then," he said, tilting his head slightly, definitely leaning into the touch a bit.

Elijah chuckled and held his face before giving him a quick, light kiss. "Fair enough. I am curious and will eagerly await it."

Anthony wouldn't admit it, but he liked his face being held like that. "Better get right to stroking my ego, then," he laughed gently to himself. "or stroking aomething else." Anthony winked, before laughing again at his own incredibly charming and seductive excuse of a joke. this is why all the men want him

Elijah smiled cheerfully as he spoke before blushing bright. He didn't know what to do or say for a moment. It was almost unfair how a simply little thought could thrill and terrify all at once. He leaned closer and moved his hand that had been around him to rest on his stomach, teasingly close to his trousers. "Be careful, I may take you up on that and then where would we be?" He smiled teasingly and kissed him again.

Oh. Hm. He hadn't expected this outcome. Not that he had anything against it, but he hadn't been expecting it. Anthony raised an eyebrow as Elijah leaned closer and moved his hand, but didn't initially say anything about it. "I don't know. Where would we be, Elijah?" he answered shortly after the kiss. He hadn't thought Elijah to be this bold, but maybe he just didn't know him well enough.

Seeing he wasn't even phased, Elijah blushed as his bluff was called and sat back pulling away his hand. "You are far too calm about that. Not a blush or a squirm. You really are more experienced and not bothered by this sort of thing at all. " He looked away feeling rather embarrassed. He must be the oldest virgin in all of England. The idea of it made him want to crawl into bed and die a little.

"Should I be all flustered, then?" Anthony tilted his head and asked, but he didn't expect nor desire an answer to the question. "But, yeah, I am...more experienced with this, I guess. And I can see you aren't. Neither of those things are problems, I assume?" Those weren't problems to him. Because, to be fair, he didn't really care very much about whether his partners were experienced or inexperienced. If the sex is good then all's good.