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There is a remarkably mentally stable Bëoring in the bar, wearing a fur-lined vest and a scarf (but no antlers) and humming to himself as he flips through a book written in Elvish and munches a basket of fries (still his favourite modern Earth-food). Yes, he's the same one who was out by the lake with the ghosts last night. Anyone who wants an explanation for that should come ask him. Otherwise, anyone who wants to chat can come over as well. Gorlim likes to talk. Or listen.

If you're Random or Ramon, he'd also like to know where his daughter is and whether they've tried anything odd like feeding her ketchup or seeing if she weighs the same as a duck (she does -- assuming it was a large duck).

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"Not--not that much actually transpired, really." Aw, he's blushing a little. "Especially because I certainly wouldn't let anything serious transpire without your express permission, and preferably your actually being there as well. And I highly doubt he would either."

He exhales slowly. "But...whatever you're okay with, I...oh, hell, Gorlim, I don't know. It kind of scares me."

He gives his brother a gentle poke.

"Why?"

"Just...with you and Mercutio, it's different. It's comfortable. This makes me nervous." He laughs shakily. "Not used to being nervous about sex...it's a really bizarre feeling."

Sigh. He squeezes Gorlim's arm. "It's not that I don't...want it, as much as you two would want it. It's just...the idea of it, that's freaking me out a tiny bit at the moment."

Gorlim impulsively grabs Lee around the middle, tugs him over his lap, and snogs him.

"It'll be fine," he says, holding Lee back in a dip and grinning.

"Mmmmph." Not that Lee is not more than receptive to being snogged, especially by Gorlim, but the dip is most undignified.

...oh, like he has any dignity anyway. He flops backward.

"How's he feel about it?"

"Confused. He finds you very pretty, brother-mine." A sly grin. "Very pretty indeed." He tickles Lee's stomach.

Lee yelps loudly and vaults back into a sitting position, grabbing Gorlim's hands.

"He's pretty too. This should not be at all confusing. I don't know why it is. It's not really a normal sexual situation, is it?"

He sobers a little. "Not for 'sport,' as you'd say?"

Gorlim tilts his head at Lee. "Did I say that? I don't think I knew what it meant. I figure because I'm still not sure. I heard it somewhere and tried to match it with a definition but--" He looks sheepishly at Lee's expression. "It doesn't mean what I guessed it to, does it?"

"I thought you must have had a different definition. You wouldn't say something like that otherwise."

He shrugs.

"To sleep with someone for sport--the way I would define it--would be to do it just for the physical aspect of it, not caring about them at all. No emotional attachment. I mean, it's not necessarily a bad thing. I've done it. I wouldn't use someone for sport if they thought it was something else, but I've done it. I just...wouldn't call what we do 'sport.' 'Cause it just implies not caring."

"OH." He frowns. "Well that's not right at ALL. I just meant that the way I love you is seperate from the way we show it, sort of thing. Damn. I'm sorry, Lee." He pounces his brother and hugs him tightly.

Squeeze. "No, no harm done. I didn't think you meant it that way."

He rests his head on Gorlim's shoulder, because Gorlim's just snuggly like that.

He grins and bites Lee's nose.

Because Lee is just... uh... yeah.

Well, he has been called 'lickable' before, but nobody ever told him he was bitable as well.

"Ow." He removes his nose from biting range. "Don't make me bite you back."

He settles for a quick kiss instead.

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