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David squirms, and cracks an eye open.

"Good Lord, quit poking me. I had quite enough of that last night."

Nick snorts and cackles just a little.

"You...what?"

He turns around a little, wincing just a tiny bit.

"I think we outdid the Kama Sutra."

Nick's lips clamp shut and his hand goes to cover it. There's blood in there, dammit, and he doesn't want to give David a shower.

David...David...that's lovely. I'm...assuming he's...better?

He nods.

"Much better."

And he'd laugh, but he's afraid he'd rupture something. But for the love of little green apples, look at the grin on his face like the cat that got the Sunday chicken.

"No longer in one upping him then, I'm guessing."

He grins and sits carefully next to David, offering the goblet, and a slightly turned throat, to David should he want them.

"No one's upping anything at the minute," he says, brushing aside the goblet to turn Nick's head, just a little, as his lips brush across his throat.

Mmm... thank you.

And it's just a moment later he swipes his tongue up the vein and sinks his teeth in.

Nick chuckles as David drinks, sighing contentedly.

"You looked like you could use it, David. Exhausted, anyway."

I fed. He feeds me. But how can I resist when someone offers?

A soft smile and a laugh against his skin.

I never thought anyone could exhaust me.

"Ah, David but...it sounds like you're happy enough with it."

He sighs happily and sips on his own drink, pleased enough to find David as happy as he is. But he hasn't told David the news.

"Guess what I'm doing later today, David?"

He withdraws his teeth with a moan of pleasure, licking Nick's neck and his own lips.

"Don't keep me in suspense. I'm no good at guessing games."

He sits back, snuggling into Nick's side.

"Taking Alex outside for a picnic."

There's a bright smile on his face.

"That's the height of cute, de Brabant," he says. "By the light of the moon and a campfire?"

He shakes his head and leans close to David, sharing it like two children sharing a desperately important and amazing secret of the universe.

Like the teacher's home phone number.

"By the light of the sun."

"Nick? You do realise you're still inflammable, right?"

He blinks.

Nick shakes his head slyly before pressing a hand to his chest and muttering something...and then a shadow covers him. No light hits him, and he looks almost like a 3-D image of himself.

"I'm still inflammable...but only if the sun hits me. I...was given a gift last night, David."

He mutters another word and the dark haze disappears, leaving him as he was.

"I get to see Alex in the daylight, David. I get to see it again."

He touches Nick's cheek. "That's a mighty gift. Who gave you it?"

David's not jealous; he can't be. He saw the sun and gave it up, again and again.

"Arithon. I...don't know if you remember..."

He thinks.

"Were you and I friends at that point, David? I don't remember. But he came in...and instantly attacked me with his magic, thinking I was his brother since we share...blue eyes and blonde hair. It was...a rough night and while I'd forgiven him...apparently he felt the need to make it up to me."

He shakes his head. "I don't believe so, but Arithon... I've spoken to, once."

He touches Nick's cheek. "If I could ever be glad someone attacked you, this could be it."

He grins.

Nick turns his head and presses a quick kiss to David's hand.

"Yes, I could...say the same. He's...a kind man, actually, for all of his...roughness. I'll have to do something nice for him sometime...if I could ever figure out something nice for him. Seems a bit beyond me."

"Niceness is beyond you?" he asks curiously, and strokes his thumb on Nick's cheek.

I couldn't be happier for you.

He laughs.

"Figuring out what to do for him."

Thank you, David.

He smiles. "You'll figure out something. Something wholly appropriate."

He leans into Nick.

"So, what's on the menu for your darling's picnic?"

"Him."

He smiles.

"I'll ask the Bar for a picnic basket for the rest of it."

He thwaps Nick's arm. "Doesn't your mind live anywhere except your pants?" he asks with a wicked grin.