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scots_wolf) wrote2010-12-10 05:51 pm
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A Spot of Hogswatch Trouble, Pt. 2
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The next morning, Urquhart awakes to fine bed-linen and the unique shade of cool bright light that promises a sunny, snowy day outside.
He lifts his head, pulling his long blond hair free from the pillow where it had remained as it was, tangled from last night, while he'd been sleeping.
The next morning, Urquhart awakes to fine bed-linen and the unique shade of cool bright light that promises a sunny, snowy day outside.
He lifts his head, pulling his long blond hair free from the pillow where it had remained as it was, tangled from last night, while he'd been sleeping.
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He likes the rough edges that he sometimes shows, sticking out from under the smooth polished exterior of the professional charmer. The broad pouty lower lip. The angular wrists, and the strength of his hands. The hint of stubble on his jaw, the tousled hair, the drifts of down on his arms, chest, belly.
His fingers slowly, gently follow where his eyes are trailing.
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"Mm, morning."
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Snowy morning light spills in.
"I'll draw us a bath," he says, walking over to the bathroom, which sports a claw-footed bathtub of epic proportions. He is all broad and strong and naked, hairy all over, and shimmering softly golden in the ray of light.
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"I love a fresh snowfall. It always seems hopeful."
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The patrons watch him since he seems have an almost smile on his face, but the pout that hides it makes it hard to know for sure.
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The maid that had been serving breakfast earlier approaches him with a winsome smile. "Good afternoon, sir! Would you like some late lunch?"
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"Yes, yes, bring it by the fire. Is my man around here?"
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"Wine, your finest mind and tell him to not spend all his time back there."
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"He's very busy," she says when she returns after a short moment.
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"Then just bring my lunch. He always talks too much."
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He looks down and starts eating, warily looking over all the patrons. Apparently shopping is quite tiring.
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"Don't you cause any trouble here for a girls, young man."
"Yes, ma'am, I won't do that."
She nods and walks away and now the covert stares just grow.
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But when the witch passes, he bows his head, and the maids curtsey very politely.
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