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[scots_wolf]

[[After thisUrquhart is lounging on a sofa by the fireplace, reading a book and sipping whiskey from a glass that is is dangling from his fingers while he is reading. Why worry if there's nothing else you can do? As long as the ceiling's not crumbling in his whiskey, Urquhart won't be bothered

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[morethanprops]

Moist has been busy and rather unlucky of late so hasn't found doors and has needed to keep a low profile. When the door he's expecting to open on a livery stable opens on the Bar, he smiles and then frowns. This doesn't look good at all, but he should find out what's going on.

He straightens his suit and tucks the Ohmian pamphlets into a pocket as he spots Urquhart, "Hello."

[scots_wolf]

Oh, good! Here is Moist, who can take Franz along.

Here is Moist, for a final time.

"Hey, you," Urquhart says. "You look vaguely clerical. Is that on purpose?"

[morethanprops]

"Yes, no one wants to talk too long to an Omnian as they tend to try and convert you with pamphlets and niceness. What's going on here?"

He leans down to kiss Urquhart and pet Franz.

[scots_wolf]

Urquhart pulls him close. "Just the apocalypse, or several of them," he says, kissing him back. "Better take the dog with you while that's going on, he might miss out on a nap."

Another deep kiss.

"But first, let's have some fun."

[morethanprops]

"Mm, better than trying to be a Hero,"

Which is something Moist has no desire to be so he arranges himself in Urquhart's lap and kisses him.

[scots_wolf]

Urquhart slides his hand around Moist's hips and backside while kissing him, deeply.

"This is right where I want you!" he laughs.

[morethanprops]

Moist laughs as he tugs at Urquhart's shirt to get at his skin, he's missed this. Life has been far too hectic of late.

[scots_wolf]

Urquhart, remembering his conversation with Ava, is quite ready to get a bit closer right here. Also, after what happened yesterday, he doubts Teja would give them any more trouble.

He leans back, and grins at Moist. He loves the way Moist's fingers touch him and slide through the hair on his chest.

[morethanprops]

That's a grin that Moist enjoys and he slowly grinds against Urquhart as his hands wander over his skin.

[scots_wolf]

Urquhart kisses him, sliding his hands inside Moist's trousers from the back.

He likes feeling the surprising strength there, every time he does so, again.

He gives a little moan when Moist's fingers slide over one of his nipples.

[morethanprops]

Moist groans and arches into him as he leans down to nip at Urquhart's neck, gods, he's needed this.

[scots_wolf]

"Damn, I needed this!" Urquhart says.

Doing this on a couch in the middle of the doomfully disintegrating bar just adds to the pleasing edge of it all.

And yes, Moist is the best at this. It's only right that he should be the last, not Teja.

[morethanprops]

"Gods, yes," He's been being far too good seeming of late and it's boring, he gets his hands around Urquhart's butt to pull him closer.

[scots_wolf]

Through the fabric, they are touching, and can feel how very much they needed that, indeed.

"I want you," Urquhart growls softly, "right here!"

[morethanprops]

Moist laughs and groans into his ear as he shifts his hands around to undo Urquhart's trousers,

"Then take me."

[scots_wolf]

Urquhart loosens Moist's trousers as well, to reach deeper and teasing poke at sensitive points that don't usually get poked in public.