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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

Date: 2022-02-04 09:46 pm (UTC)
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You are.

[ Faint. Maybe a little sad. It’s easy; it’s also hard. Bastien’s never considered himself jealous, but he has his pride. His independent streak. His private certainty that Alexandrie could have had Byerly, all of him and forever, if she’d chosen him over the Game or her husband when she had the opportunity, and maybe right now Bastien would just be having a drink with him, sitting at a platonic distance, wishing.

He takes a pause and a breath, gathering up threads of happier thoughts—that you deserve the world, daydreams about Denerim, the explanation someone gave him in a tavern once about their several loves, and how it was like having children, none of them loved any less because another was born, no such thing as a heart divided into fractions—until he feels as generous as he aspires to be. He does love him most. Byerly deserves to be sure of it, especially after so many people have loved him poorly. Not to have it withheld out of pettiness and pride.

He adjusts his head and his hand so he can trace By’s face. ]


You always will be. If Vincent came back, I would choose you. If we have a handsome, funny neighbor in Denerim who talks to me about books—it will still be you. If we are old and bickering and someone young and lovely bats her eyelashes, it won’t matter. I’ll want you and your creaky knees more. Even if Remi Vascal returns, magically young… Well, we could have a threesome, no? Just the once.

Date: 2022-02-04 10:53 pm (UTC)
cozen: (n026)
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Smugger than you deserve to be worshipped? [ He smiles and follows the outline of By’s grin, then traces out onto his cheek. ] Yes.

Date: 2022-02-05 03:04 am (UTC)
cozen: (n086)
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[ Yes, okay, extremely smug is accurate. His grin is wide; his laugh is quiet but comes from all the way in his chest. ]

Do you. [ He better, because Bastien is putting this heart to heart on pause to roll over on top of him. ] Have you heard the one about he escaped Karolis through the, ah, through les Bains de Laurier, naked and unarmed except for a jar of oil?

[ —and he goes on like that for some time.

But eventually he returns to the entangled-lying-together thing, minus a few articles of clothing and plus some sweat, and draws spirals and stars on By's skin. Serious thoughts (Richars, the ghosts in general) are nipping at his heels, about to take his attention back, but he dodges, for the moment, with, ]


It's weird how that never gets old.

Date: 2022-02-05 04:21 am (UTC)
cozen: (n038)
From: [personal profile] cozen
[ Even though people have looked at Bastien that way before—or, no, that's not right. People have looked at whoever they thought Bastien was that way before. By's the first to look this way at him, and that's why it makes him feel like he's been caught in someone's arms mid-fall—that mix of thrill and shocking safety, drawn out over whole minutes instead of a second or two. ]

Mmhm. Such a classic. And—every part, honestly.

[ He slides his hand down to draw one of his spirals on By's ass. Speaking of parts that don't get old. But the serious thoughts catch up, and his smile doesn't vanish but does shrink down. ]

What else did you see there? Other than your cousin.

Date: 2022-02-05 04:21 pm (UTC)
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[ Bastien hums an agreement with that of course. It’s not surprising; it’s not new. It still breaks his heart a little. Always will.

He lifts and leans over and kiss By between his averted eyes, and when he lies down again he’s closer, at a distance worse for gazing in adoration but better for murmuring about secrets and wounds. ]


Where do you think you would be now, if you stayed?

Date: 2022-02-05 05:19 pm (UTC)
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[ That this is a terrible outcome that Bastien is very glad did not come to pass goes, he thinks, without saying. Though the way his fingers curl half into a grip against By's back might say it pretty clearly anyway. ]

Do you, [ is the beginning of a slight detour. He pauses to consider whether he really wants to take it. ] Do you think you drink too much? Now, I mean.

Date: 2022-02-06 12:38 am (UTC)
cozen: (n034)
From: [personal profile] cozen
I don’t know.

[ He nudges his cheek further into By’s hand, insistent he not stop again. Thinks a moment, and provides: ]

My father grew to where he drank too much. He wasn’t violent or anything. He would just drink and sleep and let everything go—his work and his debts. And us.

[ A sliver of explanation for the freewheeling, unsupervised childhood Bastien used to attribute to being orphaned, back when he was a liar, and for the way he still squirrels away money, always looking for more. ]

You aren’t anything like that. So I don't know. I only worry a little sometimes because I don’t want you to make me outlive you. Not by very long. I’d be so bored.

Date: 2022-02-06 03:24 am (UTC)
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[ Bastien lifts his hand to cover By's on his face, holding it in place as he turns his head to pepper his wrist and palm with pecky little kisses. Gratitude for the admittance. Apology for being the one offering a drink, often enough. He doesn't want to regret that night they got smashed together, with everything it gave him the courage and loose tongue to say out loud, but he hopes that wasn't the end of a dry spell. He's sorry if it was.

But most of all the kissing is a silly little bit of love-you-no-matter-what adoration, for balance. ]


We'll help you, [ he says, confident offering Alexandrie's services as well, ] if you ever want to try again. And you and me, we could drink less even if you don't want to stop altogether. If you want.

Date: 2022-02-06 05:49 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] cozen
[ Bastien’s expression softens as he experiences the now-familiar urge to find a way to swing back through time and rescue the gap-toothed, tattered, sweet little boy Byerly used to be, or the gangly, wily teen Bastien can imagine so well as a bridge between that boy and this man. Kids drink; none of them should be drinking for relief.

But the next bit brings his smile back. ]


Not all of your time.

[ He purrs it, hooking his foot against By’s leg to pull it a tad closer, though it’s only so sexy when he’s also looking cross-eyed at the finger on his nose. ]

But that could be good. Right? You’re good at it. And you seemed to have fun with the Commander, that time.

Date: 2022-02-06 07:19 pm (UTC)
cozen: (n019)
From: [personal profile] cozen
Mmmmmaybe. If you promise we can spar.

[ Not something he'd have liked the idea of, this time last year. Of course he sees the sex appeal of a sword fight—and what imaginative romantic hasn't dreamed of swords held to throats, participants breathing hard, blades themselves vibrating with restrained tension, etc. etc. etc. But with By, the gentleness has mattered. The safety. It's only now, when he's had time to grow so entirely certain they'd never hurt one another on purpose, that the idea of pretending has any appeal.

He draws his fingers up and down By's back. ]


And everyone who sees will think we are preparing for the war— [ which they will be, of course, in part ] —but we'll know we are two rival pirates clashing on a ship in the middle of a storm, or a Fereldan rebel and a misguided but not irredeemable Orlesian invader.
Edited Date: 2022-02-06 07:23 pm (UTC)

Date: 2022-02-07 12:38 am (UTC)
cozen: (n156)
From: [personal profile] cozen
Mm, I wonder.

[ He squirms closer to kiss him, with passion, of his kind. The quiet and steady kind. Lord Guillaume Robillard, sworn enemy and secret lover of whatever name Byerly comes up with—he might be the wild and grasping kind of passionate. They'll find out.

When he settles back down, he pulls By in, onto his chest. ]


We can do that. And we can play more music. Play more cards. If you don't want to drink and someone gives you a hard time about it, tell them you have a finicky, demanding lover who doesn't like the way it makes you taste.

Date: 2022-02-07 04:13 am (UTC)
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[ Bastien plays with his hair and the shell of his ear in turn. ]

Because that is how you gathered so much of your information?

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