[ dextera should have expected that guren wouldn’t fall for it. he’s not falling for anything, actually, which gets dextera’s mouth to curl in a smile. although he doesn’t get quite as heated about chess as guren does, there’s no denying that this is a form of foreplay for them both. how embarrassing it is to type that. ]
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[ dextera’s poker face isn’t as good, when he’s this into it—and honestly, not trying to hide it at all in the first place. he bites his lip, realizing that guren dodging all his traps has put himself in a precarious position. not make or break, not yet, but he doesn’t have much of a choice anymore.
he’s going to gun for guren’s king directly with his knight, tapping down the piece a little too hard. ]
Take it.
[ he is literally daring guren to take his knight, like, with his hands and mouthing it and everything. ]
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[ dextera’s poker face isn’t as good, when he’s this into it—and honestly, not trying to hide it at all in the first place. he bites his lip, realizing that guren dodging all his traps has put himself in a precarious position. not make or break, not yet, but he doesn’t have much of a choice anymore.
he’s going to gun for guren’s king directly with his knight, tapping down the piece a little too hard. ]
Take it.
[ he is literally daring guren to take his knight, like, with his hands and mouthing it and everything. ]