Marius comes home one day to find his bed strewn with birchbark and daisies, long lush grass (the sort that always grows around hidden streams) and tiny glittering pebbles. He is about weakly to demand of Courfeyrac what this is all about, when he sees two smiling eyes among the mess. "It's too ugly outside for a day-trip in the woods and by the streams, Monsieur Pontmercy, but will you lie with me in the virgin wilderness?" Marius pauses for a moment, then climbs onto the bed and lets Courfeyrac kiss him and tickle his most ticklish spot, his neck, with the petals of the daisies.
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Date: 2005-08-23 02:43 am (UTC)Marius comes home one day to find his bed strewn with birchbark and daisies, long lush grass (the sort that always grows around hidden streams) and tiny glittering pebbles. He is about weakly to demand of Courfeyrac what this is all about, when he sees two smiling eyes among the mess. "It's too ugly outside for a day-trip in the woods and by the streams, Monsieur Pontmercy, but will you lie with me in the virgin wilderness?" Marius pauses for a moment, then climbs onto the bed and lets Courfeyrac kiss him and tickle his most ticklish spot, his neck, with the petals of the daisies.