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[cook_the_rude]

Today, there is an older boy or young man (what they used to call 'a youth') at the harpsichord, playing Bach.

He's not quite at the level for a professional performance yet, but quite good nevertheless.


tinytag: age spell plot

Warning: in the Autor thread for discussion of demon bunny vivisection.

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[cook_the_rude]

Hannibal doesn't take his hand away; he leans in and slowly kisses Autor on the lips, then lets go. "This," he says, studying the other boy's reaction.

[herr_bookman]

Autor's reaction is swift, tight, controlled. His feet shift, as if to trip the other boy, but remain planted. He jerks his head back and to the left, snapping one fist up to protect his face and the other to slam Hannibal across the nose--but he stops.

On a breath, he loosens his fingers and drops his hand.

"Why," he asks rhetorically, drawing back to rub his flushing cheeks, "do people keep putting their mouths on me? So many."

[cook_the_rude]

"Probably," Hannibal says, stepping back swiftly, "because you're something that's nice to put one's mouth on?"

Beat.

"It was a test. Now settle down again."

[herr_bookman]

"No, I'm not eve--I know it was a test," Autor snaps, and then closes his eyes. "Most things are with you."

[cook_the_rude]

"Then, no need to be upset any more," Hannibal says, sounding almost soothing. "Or cryptic."

[herr_bookman]

"Just because I know why you did it--and that this reaction is giving you more information even now--doesn't mean it wasn't upsetting," Autor says stiffly. "And I can be as cryptic as I like now that you'll not be assuming that we're lovers anymore, right?"

[cook_the_rude]

"Other things are far more important than that," Hannibal says. "And I think we may be getting there, now your smelly little red herring is out of the way."

[herr_bookman]

Ah. Bach.

"Red herr--no, not even slightly. That is a difficult way to mislead you; not everyone can snog on command," Autor says. "And if I ever am attracted to you, I will be less than subtle."

He adjusts his glasses, concentrating on banishing the last vestiges of his blush. "I'd love to ask you how in the hell you came to that conclusion, but I'd be disappointed if you laid it all out."

[cook_the_rude]

"You know," Hannibal says, "I might remember all this afterwards."

[herr_bookman]

"Of course you will," Autor says, shaking his head. "That is worst-case scenario and it almost wouldn't be fun otherwise. You are learning just as much from me as I am from you."

[cook_the_rude]

"I am sure that we are destined for great things together that will almost certainly never involve any snogging again, ever," Hannibal smirks.

[herr_bookman]

"Pfft, no. There'd be no point, right?" Autor says, and orders tea from a rat while watching the other boy. "You have your reaction already."

He sips the brew and raises his cup. "To destinies and the like. Something for you to look forward to learning about again."

[cook_the_rude]

"To destiny, drunk in tea," Hannibal says, smiling.


[[OOC: Fade here?]]

[herr_bookman]

[OOC: Looks good to me! Thanks for the thread.]