[ he's far more comfortable with that sort of attraction. he's already more than used to that type of desire -- the one to dissect and take him apart, see how he functions, from Cosmo. the thought strikes him that he could invite Levity to something of the sort in a dream, show him the full extent of how the Starscourge manifests in his own home. a date plan for another night, perhaps!!

for now -- he's enjoying the embarrassment, Levity being flustered, though he can't see a physical representation of him the feeling carries across more than well enough. and because he's Absinthe he's not just content with that; he wants to keep pushing and pushing till he sees if there's a point at which Levity will recoil. the same thing that Emet-Selch had to put up with, really.

he cups the side of the deceased-Levity's face with one hand and leans down, close enough to press his lips against Levity's cool ones, caring little about the blood that drips down onto the other man in the process. ]