[ Whether or not this man wants him in any base, physical way, Steve can't really say. Most clients do, at the end of the day, but the coquettish look from beneath the fan of lashes gives him pause. The rich amber of Zemo's eyes is alluring enough as it. But there's a quiet sort of cease and desist, enough contact to be convincing, to prove that he can be the convincing party date, after all.
He huffs a laugh and reaches for his water as well, swirling the remaining ice before taking a deep drink from it. ]
I'm afraid I don't but it shouldn't be too hard to find one. I wouldn't want to take the fashion out of your tardiness.
[ A small grin, a shrug of the shoulder. ] But if you're particular enough then you're always welcome to join me on my shopping expedition. It seems like details are important to you.
[ Most clients don't care too great a deal about the cut of his clothes, but that's usually because he's all wrapped up in skin-tight leather and sheer fabric, or having sweat-sticky muscle tees removed in the flash of party lights. So this, that he's being invited to such a high profile event and an embassy? It would require more finesse, for sure. That much he can do.]
I'll make sure I don't go running before our appointment. Shouldn't show up to a tailor sweaty, right? [ Steve flashes a smile at one of the servers who takes the hint to give them a little more time. Blue eyes slide back to the man across from him and a slow smile (nearly a smirk) works its way across his lips. Yes, he's letting the image of him post-run sink in with the silence, as if gauging the man's reaction.
Nothing overtly forward yet, but Steve can't deny the fact that Helmut Zemo is easy on the eyes and seems nice enough. It's a better start than most of his jobs, and to be taken to such an event and brought home, with the expectation that he'd be clung to come morning? Well. It doesn't sound all bad. ]
But trust me, I'm flexible. I'd hate to ruin your morning plans, so my workout can always wait until later in the day. Even I like sleeping in sometimes, thank you.
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He huffs a laugh and reaches for his water as well, swirling the remaining ice before taking a deep drink from it. ]
I'm afraid I don't but it shouldn't be too hard to find one. I wouldn't want to take the fashion out of your tardiness.
[ A small grin, a shrug of the shoulder. ] But if you're particular enough then you're always welcome to join me on my shopping expedition. It seems like details are important to you.
[ Most clients don't care too great a deal about the cut of his clothes, but that's usually because he's all wrapped up in skin-tight leather and sheer fabric, or having sweat-sticky muscle tees removed in the flash of party lights. So this, that he's being invited to such a high profile event and an embassy? It would require more finesse, for sure. That much he can do.]
I'll make sure I don't go running before our appointment. Shouldn't show up to a tailor sweaty, right? [ Steve flashes a smile at one of the servers who takes the hint to give them a little more time. Blue eyes slide back to the man across from him and a slow smile (nearly a smirk) works its way across his lips. Yes, he's letting the image of him post-run sink in with the silence, as if gauging the man's reaction.
Nothing overtly forward yet, but Steve can't deny the fact that Helmut Zemo is easy on the eyes and seems nice enough. It's a better start than most of his jobs, and to be taken to such an event and brought home, with the expectation that he'd be clung to come morning? Well. It doesn't sound all bad. ]
But trust me, I'm flexible. I'd hate to ruin your morning plans, so my workout can always wait until later in the day. Even I like sleeping in sometimes, thank you.