(Originally written for the Easter Egg Challenge on MFUWSS)
Genre: gently Slashy and romantic, with just a little head of steam.
DESSERT
Napoleon sat back with a sigh, savoring the last of the 1959 Haut Brion Graves with its rich ruby color and magnificent topnotes of roasted chestnut and sweet black cherry. The rare vintage had provided the perfect accompaniment to his thick T-bone steak, a specialty of the house at Incognito, Manhattan's trendy new restaurant on the Upper West Side. Across the table Illya, sipping his Hermitage LaChapelle '62, ordered at Napoleon's insistence, dolefully regarded the remains of the three pound lobster he had systematically demolished.
“Don't tell me you're still hungry?” Napoleon inquired with a fond smile. “Honestly, I don't know where you put it all.”
Illya shrugged. “I am always hungry when I get out of Medical. The food is terrible there.”
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