cockamamy | Open RP Post

[harry lets out a genuine laugh, the kind that makes his eyes crinkle up and his mouth go wide, eye slipping shut as he leans back against his chair and then lets it shift back into a smaller, amused smile. the staff must think they're insane, he sees some mild hesitation but--at the very least it'll be an entertaining story for them to share with the rest of their coworkers later. true novelty is often a rarity, thought it's much more likely to happen among the wealthy or eccentric and famous. harry is perhaps the first two, definitely not the last.

and teddy, as always, is something else.]

No--I'm afraid I've had my fair share of wounds this year.

[teddy hasn't even seen it yet, and maybe tonight he won't--harry would probably prefer that at this point really. it sombers him up enough for a moment, lips settling into a thin line as he reaches for his glass and takes a longer sip at his wine. so it's still a little raw, but he's the one who mentioned it. setting the glass back down, he strokes his fingers suggestively and idly down the long stem of it.]

That's not to say we couldn't make a mess. Or clean up--I know I saw you admiring that lovely tub on the way in.

[If he were anyone else Teddy wouldn't so casually or playfully talking about Harry being killed or hurt at all, not after finding out he'd been gone for so long because he'd been shot. Because he'd been hurt and in a coma.

But as Harry so rightly already knew, Teddy wasn't like a lot of people. He was a funny sort with morals that were upside down and all around, but mostly he just liked having a good time. Which Harry has given him already, but clearly is promising more with the way he's playing with his wine glass.]

What about a little of both?

[Besides, could Harry really blame him? That tub was so lovely and big. It could easily fit them both and they could make a mess and get clean in there.]

I do like getting absolutely filthy, but only after dinner. Can't spoil such a lovely meal.

You'll let me have my cake and eat it too?

[it isn't like he wasn't expecting it to lead to this after teddy hadn't immediately run off--after all, sex is what they did best aside from harry spoiling him rotten at establishments just like this. but he would have understood if teddy wanted to make him suffer just a bit and keep working at making up over a year's worth of missed opportunities, despite his obvious honesty lack of control over the circumstances. they've glossed over the details there of course, but the fact that teddy is willing to set aside whatever frustrations he had and be understanding nonetheless means a surprising amount to harry.

he reaches across the table, slipping his hand into teddy's gently with a smile.]

That sounds delightful, my dear. Better eat up--you'll need your strength and all.

[harry plans to more than make up for all he's missed out on, that much he can bet on by the wicked note in his tone and the way his smile slips into a knowing smirk.]

[Teddy would have made him suffer a great deal if he'd not had a good excuse for his absence, regardless of the lovely dinner and amazing place they were at, but considering the circumstances... he was more than happy to let bygones be bygones. He'd missed Harry, no doubt obvious by the litany of texts he'd left the older man on his phone.

So he was happy to slip back into what had been their regular ways before Harry off and got shot in the face in America.

He'll give Harry's hand a little squeeze when it slips into his, other hand spooning a delightful mouthful of food into his mouth. He hums chews before swallowing, offering a smirk in return.]

Who said anything about letting you have any cake, dear. I plan on keeping it all for me and absolutely gorging myself on it.

[The cake is Harry's dick.]

That’s a shame.

I’m famished—and I don’t think anything on this table will help me quench it.

[teddy should know harry’s penchant for eating out by now—he’d been hoping to get a refresher on that lovely arse of his after so long apart.]

Perhaps you might reconsider the merits of both of us sharing? We could both get what we want.

[he lifts a brow before reaching for his wine with an airy little raise of his glass. if he’s got any shame at discussing this among staff it doesn’t show, especially not when he nudged his calf against teddy’s leg under the table.]

[Oh DOES he know.

The staff on the other hand are pretty sure they're talking about sex, but at the same time... they share quiet glances and both decide they're having a drink after this. Maybe together.]

If nothing here will satisfy you, my dear, whatever shall we do? I was going to reconsider sharing, but this seems serious.

[He'll nudge Harry back under the table.]

We might have to postpone the rest of dinner until we've handled this.

[harry pauses, looking up from where he’d been cutting into his dinner with a steak knife. he sets down both his utensils with a soft clink.]

You’d do that for me? We can’t keep these lovely people all night, you know. We might have to pick back up at breakfast.

[nope, definitely sex. what else is going to take all night long?]

I can’t think of a better welcome onto English soil.

[Teddy scoots his chair back and stands, offering a look to their servers and then back to Harry.]

Darling why don't you have them pack everything up so we can enjoy it later, I'll go fill the tub up.

[He winks playfully, rounding the table and reaching to pat Harry's hand, with a gentle squeeze.]

Have to be prepared for our mess after all.

[And with that he'll slink away towards the bathroom, wanting to get in that tub as soon as possible. It's beautiful, big enough to fit them both and a relaxing bubble bath that will definitely go else where with Harry seems like a nice way to reacquaint themselves with one another.

Getting the water nice and warm and putting in some lovely smelling wash Teddy works on getting out of his clothes as the tub fills. If Harry missed his arse he'll get a nice view of it when he joins him, Teddy dropping both his trousers and pants on the bathroom floor, bending over a bit with a hand on the edge of the tub to step out of them.]

[harry thanks and tips all the servers generously, hoping they'll overlook the very obvious innuendos all night. and then it's just him, and he grabs a bottle of bubbly and some strawberries to take with him into the bathroom suite. the first thing he's greeted with is a sight for sore eyes, and he lets out a low groan from where he's leaning against the threshold with the bottle still in his hand.]

Now that is an unforgettable sight.

One I've missed very much.

[nevermind the fact that he's been without his memories for an entire year. harry steps inside and shuts the door behind him, ignoring the fact that they're alone anyway.]

Brought us a little something for dessert.

[he sets them aside and reaches for his tie, loosening it enough to pull it off and start shrugging out of his jacket. it hasn't not occurred to him that its not practical to have his glasses on in the tub--that there's a chance teddy will want to see it and it'll be up close, where he can't hide it.]

[Teddy smiles wickedly at the sound of Harry behind him, sure to take his time standing back up. When he does he'll turn around, starting to unbutton his dress shirt, taking a few steps towards Harry.]

Those will go very nicely with the cake you'll be eating.

[His eyes flicker to the strawberries, then back to Harry, stopping with his own shirt to reach up and help him remove his tie fully.]

I want you to show me just how much you missed this.

[The tie goes around the back of Harry's neck, pulling him down for a kiss. Teddy had told himself he'd play hard to get, take this slow and make Harry beg him for it, but by god had he missed this too.]

[that's a good mental image to keep too--teddy freshly fucked out, hair a mess of blonde pulled out of its curls with love bites all up his neck and chest wearing nothing more than one of his dress shirts haphazardly buttoned. maybe to answer room service later--there's something amusing and satisfying about people being jealous of what they're sharing, jealous of his gorgeous young lover. apparently he hasn't lost his touch when it comes to showing off after all.]

They certainly will. Not nearly as delicious, if I do say so.

[he steps forward to meet teddy in the middle, leaning down with a satisfied hum. it doesn't even bother him that he can't see the tie on his left side, coming round his neck. he quite likes the maneuver as teddy pulls him down into a deep kiss--and christ. harry feels nearly weak in the knees as he lets his hands slide back over the young man's chest and shoulders, running down his now bare arms as the shirt pools around him on the floor. it leaves him completely bare, harry still in the midst of being assisted out of his own clothes. he lets his hands wrap around teddy's waist, stroking at his lower back and cupping his chin with the other.

god, he's missed it. he's so overwhelmed by the sensation of someone else in a sexual sense after a year of imposed celibacy that eggsy and everything that's transpired in the last forty-eight hours hasn't even come to mind.]

[This is exactly what he’s missed, the way Harry holds him, touches him, kisses him. Teddy drinks it in, not letting Harry pull back even if he wanted to. Not until he’s done drinking in the taste of him again.

Once he’s had a modicum of his fill he settles back on the flats of his feet and smiles, letting the tie stay looped around Harry’s neck.]

Mm, now let’s finish getting you out of this—

[Teddy reaches up, going for Harry’s glasses, he can’t wear them in the bath they’ll just get wet after all. As he starts to pull them away he sees it, pausing for a second, shock showing in his eyes. Slower he pulls them off, if Harry doesn’t stop him.]

... does it hurt?

[Spoken softer, more curious than disgusted.]

[there is something a little more serious about this time--his memory may be fuzzy but there wasn't really a baseline of such intimacy. dare he say it, even a little tender as teddy helps him derobe. it's a nice change, but he doesn't want to think it's anything it isn't when he's in such a fragile state of his own.

this time when teddy reaches for the glasses, harry sees it coming. and he could stop it, he knows, but for some reason he wants to see what happens this time. it takes everything not to react besides a slight flinch at first, but he sees the way teddy looks at it. he's expecting disgust, pity...but it's nothing like that. just surprised, and mixed with the tone of his voice, harry feels something in his chest unclench marginally.]

No. Can't feel much of anything there.

[he doesn't need to state the obvious either, that he can't see for shit out of it. he lets his good one slip closed for a moment, steadying himself before he starts shifting out of his trousers. he wants to get into the water, take the focus off himself and give teddy a massage and feed him a few strawberries.]

Come on.

[Probably for the better he can't feel anything there, that would probably be uncomfortable, weird. He can tell Harry is trying to shut any questioning down, to shift the focus back to what they were doing, but Teddy is still quite interested. Can't take his eyes off Harry's new face.

New like he's gotten a whole new one or something strange, but no, he's still very much Harry Hart, but the scar isn't small, it's different, but even with it Harry is still devilishly handsome. That won't ever change.

For the moment he'll indulge Harry's desire to get on with things, moving to turn the water off, it's filled plenty now that when they get in it'll be just right. Nice and warm and bubbly, which he tests with a dip of his toes into the water, before slipping right on in. Settling in, Teddy picks up some bubbles and blows them towards Harry with a big smile.]

Well you must feel this, it's absolutely lovely, Harry.

[harry watches the voluptuous curves of his body as he sinks beneath the bubbles, plush and soft--just like he remembers. he looks as if he belongs in a renaissance painting, swathed in beautiful surroundings and stealing all the focus with his porcelain skin. he relaxes a little more, but he doesn't miss the way teddy is actually being somewhat gentle about this delicate subject--not letting it go or brushing it away like he'd expected. he's surprised, certainly, but he doesn't know if he's relieved or worried the other shoe might still drop.

that's nothing to do with his thoughts on teddy, rather, reflective of his own self-consciousness and newfound insecurity. but he overcomes it enough to slip in alongside him and offer a stretch of his lips into a smile. not one as big as teddy's--but why should he compete when the boy is radiant enough for them both? he doesn't reach for him yet, just shuts his good eye reflexively when the bubbles come sailing his way.]

I don't need both of them to know I should be feeling very lucky for your company tonight, Teddy. I couldn't have asked for a better welcome back.

[While Harry might not reach for him once he's in the tub, Teddy wastes no time in making sure there's some contact between them. Feet playfully teasing along Harry's legs as he sinks a bit further into the warmth and bubbles.]

And I couldn't have asked for a better surprise. Harry Hart, I thought I'd never see you again.

[A happy little sigh as his eyes close for a minute as he enjoys the moment, but still very aware of Harry.]

And that would have just been a shame.

[harry can't help but smile softly, reaching for one of the strawberries and handing over a glass of champagne for teddy. but he doesn't hand him the strawberry--instead he keeps it between his fingers and extends it so teddy will have to dip his head back and take it between his lips.]

A real shame--I would have understood, but I'd have been quite disappointed. I've come to enjoy our little outings together.

[he reaches for his own champagne in the meantime, taking a sip with a small "ah".]

I'll be in London for quite a long stretch coming up, you know.

[He'll take the glass with a 'thank you' and a smile, expecting the strawberry next but Harry is being cheeky. He can play along, he's more than happy to. Leaning in he'll lap at the under side of the berry, swirling it up around and making sure to get the tips of Harry's fingers at the same time before drawing it partially between his lips to bite it in half.

Chewing and swallowing, he'll lick his lips as he pulls back, holding his glass up in a little cheer before having a sip.]

Will you be needing some company while you're around? My schedule just happens to be open, darling.

[he knew teddy would be able to follow along—always such a good sport and reading harry’s mind when it comes to playing coy little games like this. but he’d be lying if he denied how much he missed and honestly how much he needs that sensuality that’s hinted at by the little kitten licks of teddy’s fingers. he’ll happily drink that image in—and he’s fairly confident now that despite the hideous look of his eye, teddy is somehow still willing to spend intimate time with him. it brings a fond smile to his lips—something more wistful and reserved in it but no less touched or soft in his remaining eye.]

That’s exactly what I’ll be needing. In fact—I was even thinking of inviting you over for dinner at my home. I don’t mean to boast, but it’s been ages since I could properly entertain.

[a small smirk as he comfortably slides an arm around teddy’s waist to nudge him in closer.]

I’m told I make rather good meals—but I make a fantastic breakfast in bed as well.

[Harry thinks his new look would drive him away, but in all honesty? He looks pretty badass with the scar. Sure it's a little bit of a startle seeing it at first, he doesn't look like how he remembered, but it hardly ruins his good looks. Harry will always be dashingly handsome, with one or two eyes.

He's happy to slide up closer to Harry, leaning in against him as he sips at his wine more. Though he does pause a second, brows raising slightly.]

You want to take me home, Harry? Meeting the family now am I?

[He's kidding, but they've always had their little rendezvous at fancy restaurants and pricey hotel rooms. Pent houses. Never at any place Harry had called home. It felt important. It felt like more than just being a hook up, which he'd always enjoyed, but typically that sort of thing, at least the way he did it, never went to anyone's home.

Beyond a few men here and there in his life, but those times had been something a smidge more serious than just meeting up for a good time.]

I can't say I'm adverse to waking up to a lovely breakfast in bed, especially if you're there to greet me.

[He snuggles in closer, finishing off his glass.]

[well, that certainly feels as if a weight has been lifted off his shoulders. if not his appearance, harry had often thought the promise of something more intimate and deeper attached than a quick shag would be the thing to scare teddy off, at least since he'd returned from the dead at all. he'd genuinely been surprised to receive all those text messages--assuming instead that teddy would likely text him once or twice before finding someone better to spend his time with. it's not like he was hard up on his looks or charm.

maybe it's because of how raw he's feeling what with eggsy on his way to marry a princess, taking his advice about not having any regrets in life and the fact that he wants to try and take his own advice as well, but harry is feeling rather sentimental about all of this. it's hard not to grin like he's a childish young man all over again--eye bright and smile wide with a flash of teeth. it's rare and a little vulnerable for him, but with teddy at his side, he feels more than a little emboldened.]

I could do much more than greet you.

[that's the rumbling murmur against the top of teddy's head as he sets aside his champagne against the ledge of the tub to focus better on the boy.]

Hand-feed you, spoil you rotten--I have a lot of lost time to make up for, don't I?

[Teddy sighs dreamily, wanting to get more to drink, but he's too comfortable at the moment.]

This is a splendid start, Harry. Though why wait until morning to hand-feed me? I'd love more of those strawberries.

[And love to tease Harry more while he feeds him.]

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