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Post by Cpt. Arthur Kirkland on Jun 15, 2012 16:22:16 GMT -5
Arthur's eyes were closed, but they immediately slid open again at Francis' voice, gently looking towards the other. He holds the gaze, unblinkingly.
"Why do you say that?" He asks, voice just as quiet. He yawns a little, and goes quiet. His eyes rest on the other.
"And what about you?"
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Post by Francis Bonnefoy on Jun 15, 2012 16:34:50 GMT -5
Francis met Arthur's gaze and smiled. He pressed their joined hands to his lips before returning it over his heart.
"One, you're a handsome, dashing pirate," replied Francis, "she always did have a weakness for delinquents with hearts of gold." He nuzzled Arthur's chest. "Two, you're a romantic. She loves that. You say I'm amorous; I pale in comparison to her. And three," he went on, his voice softer now, "you're good to me. You're good to children. You're good to those less fortunate."
Francis felt a rush of pride for Arthur. "As for me, well..." His smile grew wider. He reached up and tapped Arthur's nose with a finger. "What do you think?"
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Post by Cpt. Arthur Kirkland on Jun 16, 2012 17:24:00 GMT -5
Arthur sighs, and gently grasps his hands. He gazes up at him, deeply.
"I didn't mean that... I meant that .. that if your sister was alive and by what you say I would've ended up with her, but... what about you? You wouldn't have anyone."
He shakes his head, gently kissing against the other's hand.
"You're here and I'm here right now. You are who I have. What I want. I love you. That's what matters to me right now."
He's blushing, but only just showing.
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Post by Francis Bonnefoy on Jun 16, 2012 17:37:38 GMT -5
"I..."
Francis couldn't believe his ears. He had to chuckle softly.
"You misunderstand me, my sweet," he said with a gentle smile. "I just meant...you and my sister would have gotten along well. And she would heartily approve of us, I know it."
Arthur's blush was so adorable that Francis had to crane his neck and kiss his cheeks. It was taking a lot out of Arthur to say this things already, and Francis was going to make the most of it.
"But thank you. That means the world to me. You mean the world to me." He settled against Arthur, feeling content and relieved - unburdened. He was ready to rest. "And you know I love you."
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Post by Cpt. Arthur Kirkland on Jun 16, 2012 17:42:21 GMT -5
"Points still stands..." He mutters to himself, but instead nuzzles into the other's neck, his eyes closing.
"Idiot..." He mumbles, settling against the other. He sighs, relaxing.
"But I swear, if I get one more arm broken by saving your arse, you're buying me a new arm..."
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Post by Francis Bonnefoy on Jun 16, 2012 20:34:39 GMT -5
Francis, with his arm wrapped around Arthur's middle, squeezed him. Before he closed his eyes, Francis pressed his lips against Arthur's heart. He let his eyes flutter close, the way Arthur's were. Francis could tell Arthur was finally drifting off.
"Arm, leg, head, heart," mumbled Francis, his breathing evening out. "Anything for you."
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