for Sagramore

[all_that_grace]

Conversation concluded, Courfeyrac goes upstairs and lets himself into Sagramore's room, looking thoroughly pleased with himself.

Comments

[le_desirous]

Sagramore looks up with a smile. "You look well."

[all_that_grace]

"So I am." He catches Sagramore with his free arm and kisses him.

[le_desirous]

--Well. That's as pleasant a greeting as any. Sagramore pulls him close and kisses back.

[all_that_grace]

Mmm, snoggage.

Eventually Courfeyrac surfaces long enough to say, "And how are you?"

[le_desirous]

Extremely tousled. "Exceptionally well," grinning.

[all_that_grace]

"I brought you something," handing him the bottle.

[le_desirous]

"How splendid you are," Sagramore says, and forgoes accepting it in order to kiss him again. Thoroughly.

[all_that_grace]

Well, he's not about to pass that up!

[le_desirous]

A few moments later, "Did you have anything you intended to do to-day?"

[all_that_grace]

"Besides ravish you? Not really."

[le_desirous]

"Good. Drink with me and we'll do that."

[all_that_grace]

He grins. "That sounds fair."

[le_desirous]

So Sagramore kisses him again and goes to get glasses and a corkscrew.