A shiver went down his spine as Macnair's fingers brushed against his sleeve. A smile started at the corner of his mouth as he noticed where Macnair's eyes were going and he started to bite it back, but decided against it. Macnair was slipping, with his fingers and his eyes. Why not allow himself a smile? Merlin knew it had been long enough since he'd even wanted to smile in the other man's presence, but he did now.
He leaned in and imagined planting a soft kiss on Macnair's cheek. Maybe sometime soon he'd be able to actually do it.
"I'll look forward to reading it," he said, still smiling. "I promise not to hold any inelegance against you."
He leaned in and imagined planting a soft kiss on Macnair's cheek. Maybe sometime soon he'd be able to actually do it.
"I'll look forward to reading it," he said, still smiling. "I promise not to hold any inelegance against you."
Set by Lady!