It's the bough we break to blow away. [Backdated to 4/2/16]

[pontmercyfriend]

In spite of their conversations wanting to plan a weekend getaway for themselves, Marius jumps at the chance to get out of the city with Rat following the Founder's Day celebrations. Marius calls Courfeyrac to arrange for the care of their cats and mice; they hail a taxi, winding up at a hotel in the countryside: a quaint, luxurious establishment with an artistically designed pool arranged to blend in with the forest around the hotel, a charming restaurant with a lilac theme, and a cellar where they craft their own beer.

Marius finds them a room with an obscenely-sized bed and a balcony overlooking both the pool and the nature beyond. The atmosphere proves even more alluring with the mixed fragrances of newly blossoming flowers, the scent of wisteria particularly strong.

This vacation is entirely indulgent; they make their way to their room without even stopping in the restaurant. They barely drop their bags on the floor before they're falling into bed together, clothes and limbs tangling together in knots as they give into their passion. They pause only once to order room service.

Eventually, Marius falls asleep, though he doesn't remember the exact moment he does so. The next time he opens his eyes, the sun is filtering through the window, casting the room in a golden light. He stretches, his naked body shifting against the sheets. Marius' eyes open more fully and he glances down at his chest, which tightens as his gaze saunters down the rest of his body.

"Merde!" He swears in a soft voice as he flails and falls off the bed, sheets partly still entwined around him.

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[plaguedrat]

"Or maybe something subtler." Rat catches Marius' hand on his cheek and kisses the fingertips. Barely a few hours into the day and he already feels bone-tired and deeply satisfied. And to think, they have all night left to them.

"I could hold you for hours," he admits, kissing Marius' ring finger.

[pontmercyfriend]

"Subtle works too," Marius nearly whispers, smiling wider and letting out tiny gasps of delight to each kiss to his fingertips. He giggles, leaning in to kiss Rat's nose as his body relaxes fully. He feels tired down to his soul and content all at once; a rather marvelous combination of sensations, especially when he considers how much more time together they have this weekend.

He watches as Rat presses a kiss to his ring finger and he flushes. "I could, too," he says, leaning in for a gentle and slow kiss to Rat's lips.

[plaguedrat]

"Better start the count, then," Rat says. He laughs and wraps an arm around Marius, nuzzling into his shoulder and enjoying the soft skin that's at once familiar and so new. "Hour...one."

[pontmercyfriend]

"Hour one sounds good to me," Marius says with a breathless laugh, leaning into Rat's arm around him. He presses a kiss to the top of his head, exhaling with a contented smile at the nuzzling to his shoulder and enjoying the softness of Rat's hair against his nose and cheek. "We have so many hours left together. It's wonderful, isn't it?"

[plaguedrat]

Rat nods, reaching up to tuck first his and then Marius' hair behind their respective ears. They need to wash up, to rest probably, but all of that can wait until after the promised first hour. "It's better than I ever thought I'd get to experience," he says and he doesn't mean the hotel room or the fine food–though they're also wonderful–he means Marius.

[pontmercyfriend]

Marius can't seem to stop smiling, even as he leans in to steal a quick kiss from Rat's lips. They need to clean up, and likely, eat again, after spending what energy they did gain from breakfast. But Marius is more than content to simply lay here, holding Rat and being held, indulging in the luxury of loving and being loved. "I'm glad," he replies softly, catching the unspoken meaning in Rat's words. "And I am so glad I get to experience this with you."