"Percival," Lancelot manages finally out of his mouth in response to such an offhanded comment concerning their boss and how ...'dirty' he was or wasn't.
"You can't speak to Siegfried-san like —" Lancelot's appalled protest is halted in favor of the sudden touch to his cheek, far more curious of the gesture than being acknowledged over how no one talks badly about Siegfried on Lancelot's watch!
Despite feeling self-conscious he doesn't react initially. When he feels the familiar touch around his waist (a gesture that usually excites him because he could never get enough of when Percival was aggressive just like he could never get enough of everything else of Percival), he feels himself mentally panic at the thought of becoming aroused with someone else in the room.
...Especially when that person is Siegfried.
While he would normally respond to being pulled into something weird on Percival's agenda like this with an elbow to just below the ribs (which.... would be a toss up as to whether it would get Percival to abort his plans or just incense them further and it serve as unintentional foreplay), he goes cross-eyed a moment before bringing his vision back to normal.
Bringing a hand up towards Percival's face (since he is not looking at him), Lancelot uses his thumb and middle finger like a clamp to squeeze against both cheeks of Percival's face in attempt to (forcefully, if necessary...) redirect his partner's attention to him; for the man to explain because Lancelot wants some (even silently communicated) answers about what Percival thinks he's doing (or what he hopes to get doing) here all of a sudden?!
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"You can't speak to Siegfried-san like —" Lancelot's appalled protest is halted in favor of the sudden touch to his cheek, far more curious of the gesture than being acknowledged over how no one talks badly about Siegfried on Lancelot's watch!
Despite feeling self-conscious he doesn't react initially. When he feels the familiar touch around his waist (a gesture that usually excites him because he could never get enough of when Percival was aggressive just like he could never get enough of everything else of Percival), he feels himself mentally panic at the thought of becoming aroused with someone else in the room.
...Especially when that person is Siegfried.
While he would normally respond to being pulled into something weird on Percival's agenda like this with an elbow to just below the ribs (which.... would be a toss up as to whether it would get Percival to abort his plans or just incense them further and it serve as unintentional foreplay), he goes cross-eyed a moment before bringing his vision back to normal.
Bringing a hand up towards Percival's face (since he is not looking at him), Lancelot uses his thumb and middle finger like a clamp to squeeze against both cheeks of Percival's face in attempt to (forcefully, if necessary...) redirect his partner's attention to him; for the man to explain because Lancelot wants some (even silently communicated) answers about what Percival thinks he's doing (or what he hopes to get doing) here all of a sudden?!