Night Off

[go-between.livejournal.com]

Richard's at the bar with a pint of lager and a distinct lack of children. He's leaning back on the barstool and toying with a red ring on his thumb.


{ooc: Must get some sleep now. Slowtime is love. ^_^ G'night!}

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[go-between.livejournal.com]

He shivers and tips his head to the side to give better access.

"Wot, not to steal butter, give milkmaids a run, and dance the night away?"

[blueskinnedboy.livejournal.com]

"They give my existence pleasure, not purpose." He slides his fingers into Richard's hair.

[go-between.livejournal.com]

He nuzzles into Chris' hand, and then tugs him over to the couches.

"Are there that many demons about?"

[blueskinnedboy.livejournal.com]

"They are legion," Chris murmurs and flops--elegantly--down onto a couch. "And they do not like to talk, on the whole."

[go-between.livejournal.com]

"Sounds quite dull, really. But, I suppose it's better than wasting your time with megalomaniac monologues."

He flops down next to him and curls up against him.

[blueskinnedboy.livejournal.com]

Chris strokes his back, slowly, with his fingertips up and his palm down. "That's supervillains. A whole other sort of plague."

[go-between.livejournal.com]

He hums again and arches to his touch, flopping across Chris' lap.

"And I'm glad that neither are present now."

[blueskinnedboy.livejournal.com]

"Mm . . . so am I. They're so distracting."

[go-between.livejournal.com]

He turns on his back and reaches up to stroke Chris' hair.

"The boys have missed you. Could I bring them to visit soon?"

[blueskinnedboy.livejournal.com]

"Of course. Here or to the palace? Or perhaps New York sometime--it's lovely in the spring."

[go-between.livejournal.com]

"I'd love to bring them to New York. Joshua will love all the people and bustling.:

[blueskinnedboy.livejournal.com]

"Then they must come, before it gets too hot."

[go-between.livejournal.com]

He nods.

"I'll bring them soon. Are you free this weekend?"

[blueskinnedboy.livejournal.com]

"Yes. This weekend will be perfect."

[go-between.livejournal.com]

He grins and sits up for a kiss.

"Brilliant."

[blueskinnedboy.livejournal.com]

Chris kisses him and leans their foreheads together. "I will put together a room for them."

[go-between.livejournal.com]

He rubs noses with his lover.

"I could bring the portable crib if that would be easier."

[blueskinnedboy.livejournal.com]

He laughs. "It will take no more than a thought. In fact--" He closes his eyes a moment, smiles and opens them. "Done. In purple. It's a good color for children."

[go-between.livejournal.com]

He laughs as well.

"We are so very spoiled. Thank you, Chris."

More kisses.

[blueskinnedboy.livejournal.com]

"I like spoiling you," Chris protests. "It gives me joy to make you happy, and making your children happy makes you happy . . . everyone wins."

[go-between.livejournal.com]

He gives a soft smile.

"I know I won months ago when I met you."

[blueskinnedboy.livejournal.com]

Chris smiles and kisses him. "Anything I say in response to that would sound immodest."

[go-between.livejournal.com]

He smirks.

"And you are the soul of modesty, my love."

[blueskinnedboy.livejournal.com]

"Aren't I just," He says, beaming. "I didn't name myself the beloved of the universe, you know."

[go-between.livejournal.com]

He lightly rubs noses with Chris.

"And who did? Though you are."