Drunk Kissing In The Fourteenth Century
anonymous
December 29 2012, 01:14:36 UTC
As the time passed before Aurora arrived Hubert and Stefan continued to drink the wine (saved for sixteen years!) and sing new lines to their skrumps song, and as a result, they became increasingly drunk.
“Yah know, Stef-fan, old boy, I, I always re-real-really liked y-you,” Hubert told Stefan, falling over his words in a drunk, slurred mess.
There was a pause as Stefan listened to this, and then… hiccupped.
They both looked at each other and laughed, Hubert and Stefan both placing their arms around each other.
“Oh, Hubie,” Stefan slurred. One of his hands attempted several times before finally being able to grab Hubert’s face around the chin, his fingers touching Hubert’s facial hair. “I, I like you, too. We’re, we’re making our kingdoms one, after, after all.”
“Mmm hmmm,” Hubert murmured.
Stefan leaned forward, his fingers still touching Hubert’s chin and gave the other man a sloppy, wet kiss on the lips.
Hubert responded by returning said kiss and attempting to reach forward while kissing to touch Stefan’s hair but only managed to touch his shoulder, pulling him forward.
When they finally managed to pull away, Stefan hiccupped again and Hubert said softly, “‘Tis the fourteenth century.”
“Yah know, Stef-fan, old boy, I, I always re-real-really liked y-you,” Hubert told Stefan, falling over his words in a drunk, slurred mess.
There was a pause as Stefan listened to this, and then… hiccupped.
They both looked at each other and laughed, Hubert and Stefan both placing their arms around each other.
“Oh, Hubie,” Stefan slurred. One of his hands attempted several times before finally being able to grab Hubert’s face around the chin, his fingers touching Hubert’s facial hair. “I, I like you, too. We’re, we’re making our kingdoms one, after, after all.”
“Mmm hmmm,” Hubert murmured.
Stefan leaned forward, his fingers still touching Hubert’s chin and gave the other man a sloppy, wet kiss on the lips.
Hubert responded by returning said kiss and attempting to reach forward while kissing to touch Stefan’s hair but only managed to touch his shoulder, pulling him forward.
When they finally managed to pull away, Stefan hiccupped again and Hubert said softly, “‘Tis the fourteenth century.”
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