Room 322, Tuesday Afternoon

[not_every_mage]

Anders had hoped for a clear day so he and Nathan could have one last picnic before the end of the year, but it was too cold and wet to be outside. (For him, anyhow. Probably not for Nathan.) He tried to make up for it by opening the windows as far as he could without letting rain in and unplugging everything electric on his side of the room.

The nice thing was the blasted carols had stopped, so his room was quiet.

He laid out an array of Mexican food -- probably more than they could eat, but he'd gotten overwhelmed by the menu and decided one of everything was the wisest course. And then he waited and tried to keep Lachlan out of the guacamole.

[OOC: For the boy, please.]

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"It's fun," Anders said, letting his teeth just graze Nathan's neck as he spoke. It might not have been the most romantic answer, but he wasn't focusing particularly well at the moment either. "And I really like you."

He dimly wondered whether they should tidy up the food, but he wasn't too enthused about anything that involved moving away from Nathan. The dishes could wait.

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"I know you do," Nathan mumbled, shivering and not bothering to hide it. "I really like you too. I do. I promise."

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"I know," Anders repeated, and licked a delicate line just behind Nathan's tattoo. "You're almost shaking."

He was a master of the obvious.

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"Sorry," he breathed, trying to calm himself down a bit. "It's a sensation I haven't felt before. It feels really good."

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"No, no, I wasn't criticizing," Anders said quickly. (He loved the little shivers). "It's just -- commenting. Feeling you do it's new to me, too. "

He dipped his head, kissed the line along Nathan's neck again, and let the rest of the world fade from his mind.

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"Okay," he sighed, licking his lips. "I think -- I think what you're doing here can qualify as a good touch when it comes to my neck. Ticklish but in a really good way. Not a way that makes me wanna laugh."

[not_every_mage]

"So we did learn something today. Shall I keep going with it?" Anders asked, lifting his head so his smiling mouth would hover just above the skin.

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"Do you want to stop?" Nathan asked, opening his eyes and trying to look over at Anders from the corner of his eyes. "I'm -- I want you to keep going."

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"I never want to stop," Anders said, a hint of urgency creeping into his tone. He bit his lip and swallowed before speaking more gently again. "That is -- this feels nice to me, too."

His free hand roamed over Nathan's shirt, moving toward his abdomen.

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"Never is a long time," Nathan noted, glancing down at the hand moving along his shirt. "You might get tired. Might need to eat."

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"We have food and my bed right here," Anders shrugged. He spread out his fingers and tapped them lightly against the cloth. "But I might rethink the plan when I need the privy."

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"You're a lot smarter than I am," Nathan said, leaning closer to Anders and sighing. "We definitely learned something today but I'm not going anywhere."

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"I'm a regular genius," Anders said wryly, and wrapped both arms around Nathan. "And I'm not letting you go yet, so that works."

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"Good," Nathan said, shifting a bit and getting his own arms around Anders. Because he hadn't done any touching in the last few minutes. "Don't let me go."

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Anders sighed in surprised pleasure at the contact, and kissed Nathan's temple. "No. I can't even think of anything sarcastic to say right now, just ... no. I won't."

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"There's plenty of time for your sarcasm," he assured Anders with a laugh. He gave Anders a squeeze. "Plenty of time for you to make up for not saying it now."

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Anders snorted. "I'll be extra-clever next time we aren't cuddling."

Which might be a while, given he was making no moves whatsoever to disentangle himself.

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"And I'll know to expect that," he said because he wasn't letting go of Anders either which meant...well, it meant that they were going to stay close for awhile. "I'll be sarcasm prepared."

Somehow.