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RP post: In Tuscany with Charlie

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There are a few things here that were not invented in Teja's time, and unknown in his parents' house; but apart from electricity and glass windows, this place is timeless. There is a large kitchen with an old fireplace; there is a fountain outside, and trees lining a drive towards the road.

After Demeter has opened the door for them, and Teja and Charlie have stepped through, Teja starts looking around, and exploring the place she has prepared for them.

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There's....little hesitation in responding, as Charlie's breathing gets shallower. He gives a tiny sigh, rough from the back of his throat. "Please..."

"Do you wish me to stop?" Teja asks, hands upon Charlie's hips.

"Mm, not...really." He leaned his head forward onto Teja's shoulder. "If we're being honest."

Teja's hand wander upwards, to stroke Charlie's strong back and pull him even closer; at the same time, he turns his head to press some gentle kisses onto the warm muscles of Charlie's back, face nestling in his soft curls.

"I love you," he whispers. "So very, very much!"

"I love you too," he whispers back. Teja's hands are warm to the point of too hot against his skin. "Are you thinking what I am?"

"I know not what you are thinking," Teja says, his lips still on Charlie's neck. "I am thinking that the warm closeness of your body is truly sweet to my heart."

He chuckles at that despite himself. "Close enough..." He nuzzled more into Teja's shoulder, wrapping his arms around his neck. "I was thinking pretty much the same thing. Less elegantly said."

"Then we agree upon this," Teja says, not moving -- not more than his hands, his lips, moving mere warm, gentle inches upon the body of his beloved.

"We do." Charlie's happy enough to let Teja just touch him, leaning back against the wall behind him. "Having any fun, doing that?" He murmured, tilting his head and smiling into Teja's skin.

"I would not call it fun," Teja says.

Pause.

"Fun is riding my speeder bike through the woods. Fun is playing my harp by the fire. This is much more: - a pleasure much deeper, a feeling much more important!"

Charlie laughs, shaking his head as he looks up at Teja. "You're always so serious, about this...I want to see you having fun, really." There's a rather devilish smile as he brushes his fingers over one of Teja's collarbones, kissing the dip between them lightly.

"Speeder bikes are like motorcycles, yeah?"

Teja gives a pleased little shiver, again, at the touch.

"Indeed, that it is - they hover, instead of going on wheels," Teja says.

"Hmm." Charlie smiles, and notes the shiver. Experimentally, he does it again, touching the skin with the tip of his tongue. "I assume you can ride the kind with wheels...they can't be that much different."

It's amazing how conversation he can be, while he's doing this.

Teja shivers again, then runs his fingers down Charlie's neck once more.

"They are not that different," he says. "I am sure I can ride one. Have you such motorcycles in your world, still?"

He chuckles. "Oh yeah. I ride one." He tilts his head down at the brush against his neck, reaching back and taking Teja's hand, moving it to his front. "So the question really becomes, in either case, which of us gets to ride bitch for the other?"

Charlie tightens his arms around Teja's waist with a little smile. "If we ride together, that is."

Teja's hands and fingers roam over the front of Charlie's shoulders, and the top of his chest, thumbs touching the collarbones under the fabric of his shirt.

"If you know how to ride one with wheels," Teja says, "then I will gladly ride pillion at first, and have you teach me; I would not endanger you by insisting to steer a thing I have not steered before!"

"I'd assume they're alike. Yours might go faster, if it doesn't need wheels." He smiles contentedly at the warmth of Teja's hands against his chest, through his shirt as he thumbs at the buttons.

"I'd like to ride with you, sometime."

"Wheels might slide; a hovering machine does not," Teja argues. "But I would ride with you, and have you ride with me, on my speeder bike."

While he is speaking of that, his hands are stroking Charlie's shoulders, warmly and gently, but not pressing the intimacy further. If they went too soon, too fast, beyond the point of shivers, then it would be hard to stop at points where they would not, as yet, go beyond."

Charlie smiles again. "That feels good," he says quietly, leaning back and tucking his hands into his pockets. Count isn't the only one that might be purring right now. "What else do you do, to have fun?"

"There was not much fun for me, when I was alive," Teja says, while his fingers keep stroking Charlie's shoulders, "and here, it is either something to do with great speed, and the skilled use of my body; or music. I have learned to stand up on the waves, on what Xaldin called a surf-board, also!"

He cocked his head, the tiny post earrings he had in catching the light. "You've been surfing?"

Surprisingly....he can see that, and it's not terribly awkward. It does pique his curiosity, though. "When did he get you to try that?"

Teja reaches up to touch Charlie's earlobe.

"Last summer, in the Caribbean inlet," Teja says. "Xaldin showed me; and then, I showed Tonio."

"...Strangely enough that's not as odd an image as I'd have thought. Did he take to it well?"

He brushes his hair back from Teja's fingers, letting him look at the tiny diamonds. "They're just simple earrings. I didn't bother taking them out, when we left..." He shrugged lightly. "Didn't take out the navel ring either."

"He did well, indeed," Teja says. "He is a fighter, as I am; and his body reacts fast, also."

Pause.

Teja's eyes glitter with something close to mirth.

"Watch me being patient," he says, "instead of tugging at your shirt in eagerness to see!"

His hands remain upon Charlie's shoulder.

Charlie laughs at the reaction. "I am watching you be patient! But you can see it, if you want to." He lifted his shirt up enough to expose the corkscrew just above his navel, and the tiny diamond hanging from it.

"It's not the one I usually have in, but it was convenient."

RP post: In Tuscany with Charlie

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