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Post by Adrian Veidt on Jul 13, 2010 2:19:42 GMT -5
"I- all right. Where are you going?"
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Jul 13, 2010 2:24:10 GMT -5
"...downstairs, like I said."
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Jul 13, 2010 2:26:46 GMT -5
"I'll come with you."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Jul 13, 2010 2:30:41 GMT -5
He gazed back at him for a long moment, his expression thoughtful, searching, and shrewd, but not entirely readable. Adrian's age was, as it was sometimes, rather apparent - from just a certain angle - and Adrien wondered if perhaps... he really would have preferred to be with a much younger man.
He cleared that thought from his mind, though; Adrian wasn't acting like this due to age, he had merely taken three pills not long ago and was drowsy. It didn't make for the best sex, but it had nothing to do with his being nearly fifty.
He hesitated. "Fine," he said, expression not really giving anything away. "Wait here."
He went back upstairs and then came back down again after a few minutes, walking past Adrian on the steps without looking at him.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Jul 13, 2010 2:34:07 GMT -5
Adrian waited, leaning against the balustrade.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Jul 13, 2010 2:36:14 GMT -5
Adrien stepped down faux-jauntily on the second floor of Adrian's enormous mansion of an apartment and went to sit on a rather futuristic-looking sofa.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Jul 13, 2010 2:38:46 GMT -5
He followed him, eventually coming to settle on the sofa as well.
There was a short pause before Adrian rather abruptly lay down on Adrien's lap again.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Jul 13, 2010 2:42:16 GMT -5
Adrien pulled his hands up in surprise, blinking down at him for a matter of seconds before he smiled tentatively, and rather tenderly, and stroked his hair behind his darling ear.
"I'm sorry I'm being such a brat," he whispered apologetically, giving his shoulder a squeeze.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Jul 13, 2010 2:46:47 GMT -5
"It's all right," he said drowsily.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Jul 13, 2010 2:50:37 GMT -5
"Oh my heart, you really are sleepy, aren't you?"
...so he wasn't taking a bubble bath with him, so what? Suddenly the prospect of Adrian going to sleep in his lap, drowsy and as angelically handsome as a Pre-Raphaelite heroine draped over some ornate piece of furniture in spell-induced languor, seemed considerably more precious.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Jul 13, 2010 2:59:31 GMT -5
"I hope you'll forgive me," he murmured.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Jul 13, 2010 3:02:50 GMT -5
"Oh, my love," said Adrien softly, eyes a little sparkly, petting his hair. "I could never stay angry with you, not for a moment..."
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Jul 13, 2010 3:11:49 GMT -5
Adrian was already asleep.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Jul 13, 2010 3:12:24 GMT -5
Adrien smiled down at him, then turned his head to the side a little, snuggling back against the sofa cushions. Before long he too was napping, his fingers still curled adoringly in Adrian's hair.
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