[ Winter, on the other hand, perks up visibly when Nikolas moves. He doesn't notice the reluctance at first, too eager with anticipation. In everything he's read, all the books and plays and overheard in whispered stories, this is absolutely the lead in to a kiss. Even if he's had them before (with this man, here), he's definitely anticipating more than that.

But when Nikolas hesitates, Winter cocks his head, reaching up to settle his hands lightly on Nikolas's shoulders. ]

I'll do what I must, if I must. But -- for tonight, at least, I'd much rather not assume the worst. Tomorrow, we can be more serious about it, but for tonight... I'd like it very much if we could both be happy.