This is Julian's postbox.

In past years, the last two days would have been an amusing distraction, fun, even. Julian would have enjoyed watching the secret and not-so-secret deliveries of love declarations, and would have even thought today's chaos of magically-induced infatuation was entertaining, if a bit disruptive in some cases, and rather sad in a few others ( Read more... )

Julian awoke that morning to the rather too-familiar feel of a cold, wet nose near his ear. "Mmm...Keats," he mumbled, hand freezing halfway to his head to push the dog away. "...Hullo?" No, that definitely wasn't his voice. "...Nessa?" He turned onto his side, propping himself up on an elbow, dark curls falling into his face. "I think something ( Read more... )

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"Maybe." Alex slowly began kissing along the side of his neck. He paused and smiled at Julian for a moment, then kept going. "Definitely."

Julian let out a soft moan, his feet faltering as Alex's mouth moved over his neck. "We're--oh, not going to make it to the bed if you keep that up," he warned, curling a hand in Alex's

As soon as he was dressed, Julian had left Neil (though it had been hard to just leave Nessa like that, even when it wasn't really her) and gone straight to the hut he'd said he lived in, only to find it empty. Now he was heading for the compound with Keats straining at her leash. He had only one thought: finding Nessa in whoever's body she ( Read more... )

Julian awoke to a cold, wet nose on his chin and the morning sun filtering through the leaves outside, lending a warm yellow-green quality to the light filling the bedroom. With a soft chuckle he pushed Keats' face away from his own and rolled over to smile at the person in bed next to him as the beagle jumped to the floor. "Morning, Nessa dear," ( Read more... )

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Alex groaned, his mouth moving to find Julian's the second his back hit the tree trunk. He still... There was still... Anyone could come along and see them like that. It wasn't enough to make him stop kissing.

That was better. Julian moaned into his mouth, rubbing a hand lightly against Alex's crotch as he deepened the kiss ( Read more... )

As part of his day with Jo, Julian had decided he would have her sit for Nessa for a portrait. Nessa would have someone to paint, and Julian would have a portrait of his friend to keep that way ( Read more... )

Julian had enjoyed himself at the post-election party, despite his two best friends not winning, yet again. He'd eaten, drank, had enjoyable conversations with people, and all the while kept an eye out for Anthony, but he hadn't seen him. Guy he'd run into, of course. Where there was a party, there also would be found Guy Burgess. But Guy hadn't ( Read more... )

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Only too eager to begin kissing again, Alex matched his moan, pulling him closer and... well, still not knowing what to do next. But he was sure he could improvise.It wasn't as if there was a set script one should follow in a situation such as this. Especially not in Julian's mind. He was much more interested in just letting ( Read more... )