[ This would hardly be the first time that Thancred has caused Urianger to blush. In some instances it had merely been some innocent teasing that just happened to fluster him, but there have also been a few other times over the years that had resembled this particular night. Maybe not quite the same, though Thancred would rather not examine the specifics of that when his head is clouded by drink.

Even if he is quite eager to get on with it, as evidenced by the fact that he did make it here so quickly, that isn't to say that he's going to simply jump into it without being certain that Urianger's desires mirror his own. Urianger's hand at the side of his face serves as a good start, and for a moment Thancred simply lets his eyes shut as he expels a deep breath.

Then he is pulled into a hug, and while this is not the exact sort of attention he'd been hoping for from Urianger tonight, as soon as their bodies press in against each other he finds it hard to resist. Thancred's a bit more sluggish than usual from the alcohol, and that's cause enough for him to simply sink into the embrace. Urianger is a great deal taller than him, and broader than one might think at first glance, meaning that it's quite easy to collapse against him. ]

This is nice. [ He admits that much, the alcohol talking to some degree, though his words are muffled against Urianger's shoulder. He then tilts his chin up enough that he can peer at Urianger's face, studying him now that they are even closer. ] What do you want? If you would rather I did not put my hands all over you, I am capable of restraint, you know.

[ It would be fun, however, and he is still quite tempted. In the meantime, he allows his arms to snake around Urianger so that his hands can settle on his back. A precursor, mayhap, to something more. If he is permitted. ]