Havelock is reading quietly as he waits until it is time to leave. He has been ready for some time now. Clean clothing, combed hair. There is about half an hour left before he needs to go. Plenty of time to finish the section on crossbows.
With a soft sound like a purr, Puck tilts his head, nipping a little harder at Havelock's ear and following it with his tongue. He presses himself close against Havelock, one hand running down the back of his neck and to his side.
He murmurs into Havelock's ear, "Well, think it over, will you?"
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Date: 2005-08-20 05:22 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2005-08-20 05:42 pm (UTC)From:He murmurs into Havelock's ear, "Well, think it over, will you?"
And disappears.
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Date: 2005-08-20 06:52 pm (UTC)From:Then places a hand over his mouth as he laughs.
He'll find something.