[ Frank isn't a fan of having his hand held, regardless of intent; he takes the opening to let go as soon as it comes up, silently following Iggy into the brothel — his first time there, though probably not the last, if he wants to skip all the formalities of social interaction. A good opportunity to see what he can expect if or when he comes back.
Quiet, he lets Iggy take the lead. As soon as the thought that this might be a poor decision crosses his mind, there's a hand half on his throat, half on his jaw, walking with him toward the wall. Shoving his back against it isn't meant to hurt so much as it's intended to be a firm assertion. They both know what to expect of Frank. This is just about finding out how much Iggy is willing or able to take.
He's scanning Iggy's face again. Lips. The parts of his neck that he can see. Deciding where he should start. ]
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Quiet, he lets Iggy take the lead. As soon as the thought that this might be a poor decision crosses his mind, there's a hand half on his throat, half on his jaw, walking with him toward the wall. Shoving his back against it isn't meant to hurt so much as it's intended to be a firm assertion. They both know what to expect of Frank. This is just about finding out how much Iggy is willing or able to take.
He's scanning Iggy's face again. Lips. The parts of his neck that he can see. Deciding where he should start. ]
So. What made you change your mind.