[Quite the contrary; Lorenz loses a fresh tension that had pulled taut his shoulders, letting his head droop for a moment onto Wriothesley's shoulder with a sigh of relief.

When he looks up again his eyes are that much brighter, lit by a pleased smile.]

Yes, let's do away with the confines of this game. The damnable dice are so...

[Disruptive? Awkward, frankly, in a way he simply does not need on top of, well--his already addressed awkward pauses? Any of that will do.]

I daresay they've outlived their usefulness.

[This as he leans back in to catch him in another kiss, lips already parted to seek the heat of his companion's mouth. Much better without worrying about the dice, indeed; he looses his grip on Wriothesley's hair to trail his hands down towards his hips, keeping them fit snugly together.

Hmm. Perhaps... another pause to speak, punctuated by a kiss pressed to the corner of his mouth,] Shall we sit?