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Since I am a faster writer than artist, allow me, cherie, to show my immediate gratitude with a fic. It is, of course, Percy/Milo. Hopefully they are not too OOC.
Title: A Most Lovely Distraction
Fandom: Original RP
Pairing: Percival Lockley/Milo Wilkes
Rating: PG
Summary: Milo is trying to work, but Percy has other ideas.
Note: These two gents are original characters played by
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"Percy."
"Mmm, yes, Milo?"
"Kindly cease and desist."
"Desist what?"
Milo Wilkes turned around to fix his lover with a vexed look. "Hovering right behind me. You must be aware that I cannot take inventory properly with you invading my personal space. It is highly distracting. If you would give me one hour then I could finish this, and we could go out for a bite to eat."
Grinning, Percival Lockley leaned even closer to Milo so that their lips almost brushed. "That would be nice."
Blushing furiously, Milo attempted to pull back, but only succeeded in toppling over his inkwell, splattering the ebony liquid. Slipping away from Percy's embrace, he quickly scrambled for some tissues and promptly dropped the box before finally mopping up the ink. "I told you that you were distracting… Not in a bad way of course," he added hastily. "Although perhaps in this case it is a bit bad… Not that I mind you being here, not at all! But I am supposed to be working, and your presence tends to make that rather…difficult."
Raising an eyebrow, Percy shifted to a stance that was nothing short of provocative, hand on his hip as he asked seductively, "Does it? Really that wasn't my intention at all," he continued with faux innocence. "You know, my dear, I…"
Fixed with the very pleasing sight that was Percival Lockley, Milo let his mind wander away from what was being said. Why did the actor have to stand like that, body leaning against a book shelf just so? Naturally the playwright's eyes were drawn like a magnet to the enticing curve of Percy's hip, even more prominent with the way he was standing. His jacket fell perfectly to accentuate the lovely shape. What a masterpiece…as was the creamy pale skin beneath the clothing…
"Milo? Milo, are you listening to me…?"
"Hmm? Oh drat!" The playwright threw his hands up in exasperation. "You see now? There you go distracting me again… Just one hour—one!—and then I'm yours. Please, Percy?"
The actor sighed. Normally his pretty love was not quite this adamant about work so this was probably something important. Well, if it meant a lot to Milo, then Percy decided he could exercise a scrap of patience and leave the shorter man to his books for an hour.
"Alright, you win then. You shall have your hour free of distractions."
Milo adjusted his glasses. "Thank you. I promise I shall be much better company when I am not so focused on work."
Percy gave a cheeky grin before reaching out to lightly caress Milo's lips. "Darling, your company is always a pleasure. See you soon."
-fin-
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