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[oneman_onevote]

Room 37 looks deceptively the same as it always has.

(This does not mean that it's safe to assume the wardrobe portal leads anywhere predictable.

Also, there is a new and strangely impossible-to-remove painting adorning one wall. It doesn't just look like the eyes follow people in the room - they do.)

Still, after eyeing the painting for some time, Havelock has grown bored; as he mainly assumes that if it was dangerous it would have done something already.

So saying, he has availed himself of a shower (Ankh-Morpork is his home, but it is lacking in some areas) and settled down with a book, impervious to any sort of sinister atmosphere.

If the portrait had the ability, it would be pouting.

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[oneman_onevote]

Terribly predictable.




Predictable enough that this time, Havelock grabs them. The kissing, however, is fine.

Assuming Puck still wants to, once thwarted.

[puckishly]

… He's okay with it.




You know, grudgingly.

[oneman_onevote]

It's all right, Puck's point has been well made and Havelock has noted his objections.



...You know, sort of.

[puckishly]

Puck pulls back after a moment, the better to pout prettily at Havelock as he tugs at his trapped wrist in a sad way. What surprises him is how strong the urge to speak is.

He bites his lip just to make sure he won't compromise himself.

[oneman_onevote]

Havelock raises an eyebrow, but releases Puck's wrist again after a moment.

(The moment the lip-biting starts, as it happens.)

"You should carry some paper with you," he observes.

[puckishly]

Puck considers, making sort of a scrunchy face.

(His fingertips stroke idly along Havelock's collarbone.)

Isn't that way too easy?

[oneman_onevote]

"For emergencies," Havelock concedes.

"Though if Coyote didn't specifically state that writing messages was out, I think she deserves for the loophole to stand."

Politician.

[puckishly]

Abruptly, Puck beams.

That's a good point! He should totally carry around paper and something to write with just to show Coyote how bad she is at constructing deals.

It's a point of fae pride, really.

[oneman_onevote]

Given Milliways, it's surprising that hasn't got her into trouble before! Although being a capital-T Trickster probably gets her out nicely as well.

Havelock half-smiles up at him.

Then,

"Will you allow me up again any time soon, or should I get comfortable?"

[puckishly]

Puck tilts his head to one side and regards him.

Then he presses a kiss to his cheek and rolls off, sliding onto his back on the floor.

[oneman_onevote]

Havelock raises his eyebrows and turns his head to the side, watching Puck lie down beside him.

He stays quiet for a moment.

[puckishly]

For a time, Puck blinks amiably at the ceiling.

Eventually he turns to Havelock: He smiles pleasantly, but also in slightly perplexed curiosity.

What's up, Havelock?

Can't you tell he's just looking up at the ceiling right now?

[oneman_onevote]

...That's fine.

Puck can stare at the cracks in the ceiling.

Havelock will just stare at Puck.

It's like bonding for them!

[puckishly]

It's the strangest thing. Have those patterns in the plaster always been there?

Given the recent apocalyptic activity about the place, it's possible they haven't.

Puck may be getting a little transfixed.

[oneman_onevote]

After a moment, Havelock also glances up at the cracks.

Yes, they're a little pervasive, but not particularly fascinating-

Oh.

Not for him they aren't.

Carefully he reaches out to touch Puck's cheek.

[puckishly]

They're like eggshells …



Puck blinks at the touch, eyes sliding to Havelock.

"--Mm?"

[oneman_onevote]

"Shh," Havelock reminds him.

"Just checking you were still here."

Instead of off cavorting with eggshells.

Or... whatever goes on in his mind when that happens.

[puckishly]

Puck smiles.

(His lashes may dip fractionally when Havelock shushes him. He makes no apologies.)

He turns his head to nip lightly at Havelock's fingertips.

[oneman_onevote]

Well, that's an improvement on the last round of biting, at least.

Havelock traces Puck's lower lip thoughtfully, and makes no attempt to remove his fingers from reach.

[puckishly]

Puck makes a soft, pleased sound low in his throat.

He can work up some more aggressive biting for you in a little bit, Havelock.

[oneman_onevote]

Won't that be fun?

Havelock gives in and rolls over onto his side in order to lean down and kiss Puck properly.

Clealy he needs a distraction from the thrall of... the ceiling.

[puckishly]

Puck returns the kiss with lazy contentment, shifting to angle closer to Havelock.

He'll be the first to admit it:

Havelock may be a terrible person and at times downright sadistic significant other.

But he is very distracting.