I remember everything, [which is about 90% true, more than enough to murmur against Viktor's lips before they kiss again, hands sliding ever higher up his back. He doesn't fuss at the brace mostly for vague concern that he will break some part of it poking around blindly, and besides, there's more than enough skin uncovered to keep his hands busy. His fingertips find the base of Viktor's spine, following it up until he bumps into brace. Hm, and now it's time to do that a few more times, in the interest of being thorough.]

You'd make a good case, [he says, and then,] Stealthier than our previous heist, to be sure, although I suppose if we were caught...

[Well. Viktor would not be pretending to be tousled and in the middle of it, in the sexy archives scenario. He hums, pressing another kiss to that spot with renewed delight. Yes, encourage his ego, that's the stuff.]

I'll warn you in advance, because I like you: I am merciless.