"Alright," Ivan says, before reaching out to pull the other man into a warm embrace, one hand settling on his chest while the other slides into his hair. "Remember -- all you have to do is tell me to stop." Which is the only thing he says before kissing him, warm and inviting and with no small amount of skill. He doesn't demand anything from the other man with the kiss, coaxing David's lips open with his own before deepening it with his tongue.

At the same time he's distracting him with a kiss, his hand is busy -- pushing off the tweed jacket, fingers already going to work on the button down.