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It's extremely uncomfortable. Charlie's more than slightly drunk and it's still uncomfortable. Still, it doesn't stop him pausing on the threshold of the hut that he's long thought of as theirs as dragging Edmund into a slightly sloppy kiss.

"Did you enjoy yourself?" he asks, grinning.

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"I did," he said, grinning himself, buoyed along by a good mood that had a lot to do with just being out, being with Charlie and that lovely smell that lingers on you after a bonfire. "Even if Arya is smarter than me, I still enjoyed myself," he said with a smirk.

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"You can stop that now," says Charlie, still grinning, cradling both side of Edmund's face in his hands, slightly sticky from eating marshmallows. "She's nowhere to be seen." He kisses him again, no less hungry than the last time. "I need to get naked," he says, almost fervently. It never occured to him how much lace itches.

"Right now."

[giftless]

He wouldn't argue with any desire of Charlie's to get naked (as long as it wouldn't make a good joke or would be inappropriate), but he did laugh softly as he pressed forward, kissing and nipping briefly at Charlie's neck. "What's got you riled up?" he asked.

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"You," says Charlie, because it's the most obvious answer and it's definitely true. His head falls back against the wall, his hips tipping forward against Edmund's.

"And..." He flushes. "You know what? Just go get in bed. I'll be there in a second."

[giftless]

Confusion flickered through his eyes and across his brow, but he did take a step back. A finger hooked onto the belt loop of Charlie's jeans though, and tugged briefly. "Is this some kind of surprise?" he guessed.

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"No. Not exactly." Charlie shakes his head, his hips lilting forward a little as Edmund tugs at this belt.

"I mean. I sort of. Gave Rachel my underwear."

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"So you're not wearing any?" was Edmund's next natural conclusion and he immediately set to eagerly undoing the other boy's belt. He had the top button of Charlie's jeans undone when his fingers brushed against something that felt like lace. He froze.

"...What's that?"

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"Oh, God."

Charlie swats off Edmund's hands and tugs at the top of his jeans protectively. "Rachel's underwear. She made me swap. It was a dare." He's pretty sure he's never blushed this much in front of Edmund. He's pretty sure he's never blushed this much ever.

[giftless]

The only reason he needed the swatting was to remind him how to move his hands. Edmund immediately pulled his hands back and took a single step back too for good measure.

His mind had trouble processing anything beyond how it felt like some of his mother's things. That was really the last thing he wanted to think about just then, especially in relation to Charlie. "Please take those off," he managed. "I'm going to--" He waved in the general direction of the bedroom and headed there.

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Suddenly, as well as uncomfortable, Charlie feels sort of ashamed of himself. He undresses, pulling his jeans back on over bare skin before he pads into the bedroom behind Edmund.

"They're absolutely gone," he says, hovering in the doorway like he needs to be told it's okay to come in. "It was just a dare, Ed."

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"I know," Edmund said automatically, and unfortunately it had a bit of that automatic sound to it, as though he weren't thinking about it. He was trying not to think about it after all, though the shock had mostly worn off.

He finished stripping down to his pants and then noticed Charlie in the doorway, as though waiting for something. Perhaps an explanation. "It's just weird, Charlie," Edmund said. "It's-- Oh, it's just weird. Let's pretend it never happened."

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Charlie's quite happy to never talk about it again. He shucks out of his jeans and then gets into bed as quickly as he can. The sheets are something of a relief against bare skin.

"At least I can be relieved that you're not into it," says Charlie, grinning. "Because I'm definitely fucking not."

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"People are into that too?" Edmund said, pulling a face as he dropped into bed as well. Just for his own sake, and maybe a little bit with Charlie in mind, he slipped a hand over smooth skin, down to Charlie's arse. Just touching and happy not to feel anything there. "Is there nothing that doesn't turn someone on?"

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Charlie sighs and shifts into the touch a little, moving closer to Edmund's side under the sheets.

"Nope," he says, cheerfully. "Nothing. Kinks are weird, man." He leans forward and presses a kiss against the smooth stretch of Ed's bare shoulder.

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"There's got to be some limit to weird," Edmund argued mildly, half-distracted just by touching Charlie and the quiet of the bedroom. He traced the line of Charlie's spine with the tips of his fingers. "I refuse to accept humans as being indefinitely weird."

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"Nope," says Charlie, shaking his head, his mouth still against Edmund's shoulder, fingers skating against his ribs.

"You know, some people would think some of the stuff we do is kind of wierd."