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Percival of Wales ([personal profile] tzaraisen) wrote 2017-12-10 08:13 am (UTC)

I was not--!

[ He can't even finish that sentence?! It's so mortifying, knowing that he's telling a bold faced lie, because he's already missing the feel of Vane's strong hands.

This is terrible. ]


Yes, though I have half a mind to leave you outside like the dog you are. [ He replies, sounding way too defeated to sound anything like a threat. Today he just sounds... like a dramatic half-protest. Like he's fighting himself more than he's fighting Vane.

Once they're inside their dwelling, Percival breathes a sigh of relief, but he has to take a moment to brace himself against the wall, his forehead pressed against it. He's way too drunk and way too lightheaded for this. ]

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