Edmund looked highly amused as he bandied about with the housepet twine of Zexion's ankle beneath the table. Such a pity about the weather and the choice of tea establishment. This gentle footsie game was just about as much as they could reasonably manage here, without truly pushing their luck. How nice it would be, though, to slip into Zexion's lap and have a few of those chunky wraps tucked about him and pet his fingers down the arching length of neck and spine while his arse made discreet inroads over spread thighs.
That, regretfully, was a pleasure that would have to wait for the trolley.
Quiet dimples welled in his cheeks and he tipped his head to look thoughtfully at the flow of fondness from Zexion's lips. "I can make do with little sips and nibbles," he quipped, sampling the hot mug of cocoa again. Temptation to abandon the warm restaurant and its cozy delights to brave the bitter cold outside grew far dimmer. His thoughts did indeed stray to the soft, brief kisses he'd shared with his companion, his oldest in Ariel, the bedmate he'd kissed perhaps the least, out of consideration for Zexion's feelings on the matter. That mouth was made for kissing, if Zexion could only see it as innocent a luxury as savouring a rich dessert.
"Feather down is later," he scolded, chuckling. "Those are lewd words here! One could get horizontal, and then things might happen." Naps, kisses, books, who knew what perversions might await them on a soft mattress.
"Ah, but there is quite a good view of the night sky from the north alcove down that hallway..." Edmund sipped angelically at his chocolate. "Exquisite taste in drapes, too. Real velvet, you'd swear, if it feels anything like it looks."
With a tip of his foot to slide into the inner curve of an ankle above the top of its boot, he nudged a coaxing morse code. Tap, rub, tap a-tap tap. "I might go see what I can of the stars, for a moment." Carefully, he arranged his unused knife and fork in a diagonal, criss-crossing pattern across his plate, trusting such a proper establishment would know the custom, and pushed his chair back. "I will be just a moment, you know..."
He hid a smile as he whisked away, trusting he would not be lingering long by himself behind those curtains.
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Date: 2016-11-28 04:49 am (UTC)That, regretfully, was a pleasure that would have to wait for the trolley.
Quiet dimples welled in his cheeks and he tipped his head to look thoughtfully at the flow of fondness from Zexion's lips. "I can make do with little sips and nibbles," he quipped, sampling the hot mug of cocoa again. Temptation to abandon the warm restaurant and its cozy delights to brave the bitter cold outside grew far dimmer. His thoughts did indeed stray to the soft, brief kisses he'd shared with his companion, his oldest in Ariel, the bedmate he'd kissed perhaps the least, out of consideration for Zexion's feelings on the matter. That mouth was made for kissing, if Zexion could only see it as innocent a luxury as savouring a rich dessert.
"Feather down is later," he scolded, chuckling. "Those are lewd words here! One could get horizontal, and then things might happen." Naps, kisses, books, who knew what perversions might await them on a soft mattress.
"Ah, but there is quite a good view of the night sky from the north alcove down that hallway..." Edmund sipped angelically at his chocolate. "Exquisite taste in drapes, too. Real velvet, you'd swear, if it feels anything like it looks."
With a tip of his foot to slide into the inner curve of an ankle above the top of its boot, he nudged a coaxing morse code. Tap, rub, tap a-tap tap. "I might go see what I can of the stars, for a moment." Carefully, he arranged his unused knife and fork in a diagonal, criss-crossing pattern across his plate, trusting such a proper establishment would know the custom, and pushed his chair back. "I will be just a moment, you know..."
He hid a smile as he whisked away, trusting he would not be lingering long by himself behind those curtains.