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[kabeleced]

[[Upstairs, Reg's room, Monday night/early Tuesday morning]]

Regulus sits huddled back in a chair, a knee pulled up to his chest, and watches Desire silently as he gets comfortable in the room, shoes and jacket near a chair. When Desire is, he considers going and sitting next to him, but decides against it.

There's an awkward pause, and Desire's mouth opens. Regulus knows, just knows that Desire's going to ask if he's all right, so he speaks before the question can come out. "If I ask you something will you swear to answer me honestly?"

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[kabeleced]

"I was joking, you know." Regulus smiles, and pulls away a bit more, surveying Desire carefully. "Though I don't know. Hmm." He leans forward enough to kiss Desire, almost teasingly, and pulls away again. "Well, you kiss like you, but then I've never kissed your brother so I've no basis for comparison. Also," he adds, with almost a smirk, "I don't know that, were you really you, you'd let me go on talking for this long without -"

[true_desire]

Desire interrupts him -- naturally -- and follows Regulus to the floor, kissing him impatiently.

"First," Desire says between kisses, ".. You will never kiss my brother, because he is hopelessly straight."
"Second, he will never kiss you," -- Still more kisses -- "because you are mine."
"Third -- And I mean this with all affection -- Yuck." And now a swipe of tongue enters the fray. "I demand that you help me lose that image, right now."

[kabeleced]

Regulus almost laughs. "All right."

So he does.