The Laertes/Guildenstern AU ... why do we bother calling it that any longer? ^_~

[ay_my_lord]

*scene--the apartment that Horatio and Rey now share, on a lovely summer day; Horatio has opened a window to catch the sunlight, and he's sitting in the patch of sun, curled up on his beanbag chair. when Rey passes, he'll look up, with a smile* Can I ask you something?

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[ay-my-lord.livejournal.com]

*oh--his breath catches at that, and he leans down for another kiss, sweet and undemanding--*

[carpoftruth.livejournal.com]

*so glad of their kisses, still tasting a little of lemonade, mouth opening for him and everything tender, natural --*

[ay-my-lord.livejournal.com]

*lightly smoothing a hand down Rey's chest; no suggestiveness in the gesture, but only contact, closeness to match the contented little whimper when lips part and permit a slow, deep kiss--*

[carpoftruth.livejournal.com]

*a gentle whimper in return and lost at the edge of their lips, his own hand curling at the back of Horatio's neck and cradling him close, warmed and warming, and soveryglad*

[ay-my-lord.livejournal.com]

*and bathed in sunlight--Horatio smiles gently* You don't usually kiss me like this ... it's nice.

[carpoftruth.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry. You just ... *a half-startled laugh -- kisses his forehead* You look so ... beautiful right now.

[ay-my-lord.livejournal.com]

*beams* So do you. I love you, Rey.

[carpoftruth.livejournal.com]

*beams back* I love you, too.

[ay-my-lord.livejournal.com]

*and curls up with him, then, content, passing the lemonade back and forth (and passing kisses, as well)--and ought we then to let Horatio's date arrive?*

[carpoftruth.livejournal.com]

*certainly! and at this point, Rey will be too content to even worry --*

[tuneofthetime.livejournal.com]

*Olga will just be knocking on their door, then! ^____^*

[ay-my-lord.livejournal.com]

*and Horatio will get the door to let her in--* Hello! *smile* I'm glad you could find the place ...

[tuneofthetime.livejournal.com]

*smilesback* You gave really good directions. *steps in, then, looking around--it's clearly not the kind of apartment where a woman lives, but it seems tidy enough, and so her smile grows into a grin* You said you had a roommate? Do I get to, you know, meet him?

[ay-my-lord.livejournal.com]

Oh--! *calls out* Rey--! Olga's here! ^__^

[tuneofthetime.livejournal.com]

*stiffens, just slightly* Did you say 'Rey'? I work with a guy called Rey ...

[ay-my-lord.livejournal.com]

*beams* Yep. He's really nice.

[carpoftruth.livejournal.com]

*comes out from the kitchen, where he's been making more lemonade (and maybe some nice spiced popcorn, or something) and squeaks* -- Olga?

[tuneofthetime.livejournal.com]

*a ZOMG face* Rey?

[carpoftruth.livejournal.com]

Er. Hello. Are you ... is this ... *squeaks* ... H-Hello.

[ay-my-lord.livejournal.com]

*helplessly* So ... um, I guess you two know each other ...

[tuneofthetime.livejournal.com]

*significantly* Yeah, he only dated, like, three of my best friends.

[carpoftruth.livejournal.com]

*dies* ... it's nice seeing you ...

[tuneofthetime.livejournal.com]

*clipped* You're not getting in my pants, so don't even think about it.

[carpoftruth.livejournal.com]

*squeak!* I wasn't! Trust me, I'd never ... I mean, not never, but not with ... I wouldn't ... I wasn't ... *soveryverydead* Hello.

[ay-my-lord.livejournal.com]

*quiet* Olga? Maybe this wasn't a good idea.