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[sunburned]

It seems to take an age of man to settle Julie down into their bed, get her to sleep while still clinging to Granby's hand. Eventually, though, he managed to extricate himself and went into the little bathroom to wash his face. He pulled on a clean shirt, pushed damp hair back from his face and then went to find Laurence, out in the kitchen.

"There you are, then," he says, leaning his shoulder against the doorframe. "My love."

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[sunburned]

"Let's get out of the rest of your clothes," says Granby, leaning forward to press a kiss against the bare skin over Laurence's ribs. "At the very least, I want to go to sleep with your skin against mine, Will. At the very, very least."

[geniusofdisaster]

"I think that, at the very least, may be easily accomplished," Laurence said, shifting his seat and beginning to remove his trousers. "At the very, very least."

[sunburned]

Granby sits back comfortably on his heels and watches Laurence finish undressing. An eyebrow twitches.

"More could very easily be arranged, my love."

[geniusofdisaster]

"Only if you wish it," Laurence said, fully noting Granby's look, knowing he might be able to press and satisfy himself, but choosing not to take full advantage of it. Given the previous few days' trials he was impressed that they were both still fully conscious.

[sunburned]

"I'm so turned around, I don't entirely know what I wish," says Granby, smirking, pulling himself up off the floor and crawled onto the bed, head against the pillow, looking up at Laurence. "Other than to have you close."

[geniusofdisaster]

"That can be easily arranged, my dear," Laurence replied, laying himself down next to Granby. One hand draped itself loosely over the other man, not so presumptuous as to be possessive, yet still mildly protective.