Rathien certainly was making himself rather attractive, and rather... vulnerable. Van delighted in the moment, precisely because of the number of exciting possibilities there were. First, there was the desire to take Rathien for himself, and enjoy a new male partner. To prove that Van certainly was 'accomplished', in one manner. But at the same time, in leaning back like that, Rathien had practically invited himself to be killed. Van wasn't sure which he wanted to do more, although to kill him now was just slightly less appealing.
Instead, he would lull the Hunter into thinking all Van wanted was his attention. That all his passes at Ewa were just a game, a way of inciting Rathien's dangerous prey-drive. In bringing Rathien close, would it be easier to kill him? Van figured, But of course it would!
It was how had he killed others before, in fact. Prostituting himself to rich Oligarchs and their associates tended to end in their untimely deaths. But this was a finer line, and a more exciting one, at that! Rathien was not only somebody he wanted out of the way; the Hunter was also something he desired for himself.
Van squeezed Rathien's hand and wrapped his other arm around the elf-like man's chest. He felt Rathien's body heat, a tingling mix between delightfully warm, and as cold as his ruthless demeanor.
"Mmm, would it be easier from the behind," Van uttered, "Yourself? The undressing, of course."
He snickered and pulled back to give Rathien some room. Still fully-dressed, there was some measure of ridiculousness to be had in the situation. Yet, Van was eager...
