For Phedre, the morning after

[steedtoherpeel]

Giles gently extricated himself from a drifting Alcuin, with a few promise-filled kisses and an admonishment to stay in bed, that breakfast was on his way. He managed his trousers, but he didn't bother with much more than throwing a shirt on without buttoning it; he wasn't going far, after all

Comments

[loveasthouwilt]

I looked up from my book; curled into a chair in the corner, I was not surprised he'd not seen me. Under normal circumstances I would have gone out of my way to be polite to anyone Alcuin brought home; in this case, however, I could not help but tease him a little.

"It is indeed," I said with a grin, one eyebrow wryly quirked. "I must admit I am impressed to see you awake so early."

[steedtoherpeel]

"Ah. Er. Well, yes. I've rather trained myself to never sleep past nine. No matter how tired... er. No matter what I might have done the night... well."

He sighed. "I suppose I should simply abandon dignity."

[loveasthouwilt]

"In this house, you hardly have need of any," I replied dryly, getting to my feet with an unrepentant grin. "If any of us were modest, well, we should likely not live together nearly so well as we do." The kettle was still full of water and I started the fire beneath it. "Tea?" I offered with a smile over my shoulder. "And breakfast, I think."

[steedtoherpeel]

He snorted a little and straightened his hair with his fingers. "Please. I've promised Alcuin I'd bring him something back."