contact part deux

[bouchonne]

if this were modern times byerly would probably make you listen to total eclipse of the heart before you were able to leave a message

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[cozen]

Alas, no.

[ He twists a little further, pausing the hand massage, because he can't not kiss a pout. That's what pouts are for. Quickly, though. It's not quite a peck—warm and a little lingering—but content to stay short and simple and not segue into face-sucking. ]

And don't call this a grand romantic gesture. That is an insult to grand gestures. It is a humble romantic fidget.

[bouchonne]

[ A laugh ruins the kiss a bit, since it's dreadfully hard to kiss back when you're grinning. ]

Sorry, sorry. Well, I'd suggest getting food, but I also don't want to move. Why are we both so bloody destitute? This is the precise moment a servant would be useful.

[cozen]

[ Not quite making himself comfortable again yet, because maybe they will move— ]

Don’t you have an assistant?

[ Not serious. ]

[bouchonne]

Do you trust young Artemaeus to keep his mouth shut about our canoodling?

[cozen]

Oh, no, I would have to get up and look respectable. No question.