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Date: 2024-02-14 06:49 am (UTC)
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"Oh, love."

Just as smitten. He squeezes Cerrit's arm affectionately.

"From a practical standpoint, your home is closest. If you don't mind."

Date: 2024-02-14 07:56 am (UTC)
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"It was," he agrees, without hesitation. "I enjoyed it, very much."

Watson leans against Cerrit a little as they walk, because he can, and because it's pleasant, and because he makes for a comforting heat source on a chilly day. He's also unable to keep from flashing a small, pleased smile at him.

Date: 2024-02-14 08:38 am (UTC)
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"Yes, I think that would be nice."

He lingers next to Cerrit, though, and then reaches to kiss him in what way he can, trailing his lips along the side of his beak and the flesh at the base of it. It may not be like most kissing he's done, but it's heartfelt and needs to be done.

Date: 2024-02-15 06:43 am (UTC)
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Watson rests his head against Cerrit's shoulder, and lets out a long sigh.

"You did make an exceptionally handsome human man, you know, but at the same time, I am extremely fond of the genuine article. I want you to know that."

Date: 2024-02-15 07:04 am (UTC)
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Why yes, that is a thing that he wants! Watson gives a warm chuckle and smooths Cerrit's feathers with his hand.

"You did like to do that, didn't you? Mind you, I'm not sure I'm any better."

Date: 2024-02-15 03:02 pm (UTC)
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A degree of tension fades under the touch of those talons. Who cares about tea?

"This is not like any courtship I've had before," he says. "I say that with the confession that I was rather wild in my younger days. And I do think we are, in a sense, speaking different languages. But I don't think this is insurmountable. We're intelligent men."

Watson lets his fingers rest, comfortably woven into Cerrit's feathers. This is very satisfying. "I would enjoy an evening where we spend the night together without it being because we are tired and terrible things have happened."

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