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Vesperia - Yuri/Flynn - 3a.m.
Title: Midnight Oil
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rainfall
Canon: Tales of Vesperia
Spoilers: Aurnion-ish
Characters/pairing: Yuri/Flynn
Rating: PG
Warnings: nope
"Of course we respect Nordopolica's amnesty," Flynn murmured. The sound of his bootheels was an even click, click as it echoed over the palace's marble floors. "But..."
He faltered. It was long past midnight. "Forgive me. We will reconvene in the morning."
There was a murmur of surprise and looks of approval from his men; Flynn ignored both. Exhausted though he was, he would never have done that for his own sake.
Yuri pried himself up off the bed, stretching fluidly. "About damn time. I was starting to fall asleep," he said.
Flynn shut him up with a strangely-energized kiss.
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rainfallCanon: Tales of Vesperia
Spoilers: Aurnion-ish
Characters/pairing: Yuri/Flynn
Rating: PG
Warnings: nope
"Of course we respect Nordopolica's amnesty," Flynn murmured. The sound of his bootheels was an even click, click as it echoed over the palace's marble floors. "But..."
He faltered. It was long past midnight. "Forgive me. We will reconvene in the morning."
There was a murmur of surprise and looks of approval from his men; Flynn ignored both. Exhausted though he was, he would never have done that for his own sake.
Yuri pried himself up off the bed, stretching fluidly. "About damn time. I was starting to fall asleep," he said.
Flynn shut him up with a strangely-energized kiss.
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