theodore smiled against the other’s lips. it was would a dream, he thought. he gently laid the other back, he pulled back looking down to the other. “so many ways,” theodore whispered, pushing his semi into augustus’ groin.

theodore hummed against the other’s lips. it was such a nice thought, and the feeling in his chest was one he could place in only pure bliss and happiness. he moved, so he was on his knees in front of the other, deepening the kiss. he moved his hands up, his thumbs pressing softly into the other’s cheeks. “so much alone time….” he whispered, softly the wind almost taking his words away.

She heard someone asking about an artist and looked up to him. “I wish I could say I was professional. I am self taught, and I enjoy doing it in your spare time.” Angus looked back at her when he heard her voice. Seeing she had a smile, he turned back to look around. “I take it you are an artist as well.”

“I am,” he said proudly. “Although I work with paints rather than drawing.” He smiled at the woman, glancing down at her work. “You’ve taught yourself? You’re rather good for not having taken lessons.” Many who attempted to do art had no true talent, despite hours spent studying.

theodore laughed at the other, but nodded in agreement. it would help him through the year as well. he pulled back, moving to brush his nose against the other’s. “and when we are wed?” he asked gently. “what happens after that?”

“we shall be happy,” he said before closing the gap between them, kissing theodore softly. “we shall have a lovely home, with windows that let all the sun in. and no students running around- just you and i.”

theodore was sure he loved the company more than the river. most days. if augustus was busy with a painting, theo loved the lay within the sun and not worry about the headaches he would endure when the school year started once more. “hm,” theodore returned, nodding to the other. “maybe our wedding can be held here as well.” and then stole another kiss from the other.

“now that is the loveliest thought.” it brought a smile to augustus’ face. the idea of them standing on the banks of the river, dressed in their sunday best- light linens and cottons as the sun shone overhead. “it shall be that thought that gets me through the upcoming academic year.” 

she smoothed the skirts down and ribbon on the bodice. “do you think so?” she asked, twirling after her words. “i thank you kindly.” the harlot straightened and tilted her head. “shall i pose, sir? i shall do what you’d like.” 

“why don’t you take a seat,” he suggested, gesturing  to the nearby chair. he fished his charcoal from the travelling case after he had set up his paints. “let yourself get comfortable, and we shall go from there.”

theodore nodded, it seemed like years ago when he decided he wished to help the generations after his with their knowledge and help make a difference in the world. he still loved it to a point, but it was getting boring doing the same things year after year. “maybe we should move to the city,” he proposed. “but then we would not have our spot on the riverside.” and with that he moved up, reaching over to place a kiss on the other’s lips.

“i do love this spot,” augustus said with a happy hum. his hand glided up, holding theodore’s jaw with his hand as he returned the other man’s kiss. he wasn’t sure if it was the river he loved more or the company- but the river certainly did not hold the same quality without theodore there. “perhaps we can take summers at the river, and the rest of the year in the city.”

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