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Sinric's room is the east end of the corridor. Inside it’s frankly ridiculous. Romanesque with vaulted ceilings with edges with frescos of animals, rich tiled floors that are warm underfoot.

The cross shaped layout and columns create discreet niches - one with a large bed; another lined with books and a map of the world as known in his time painted on the wall, a third holding several large couches circling his harpsichord.

The east side opens onto a glassed-in portico with a stunning view of the snow speckled garden.

A door off the bed chamber leads to a more modern but still Romanesque bathroom with a bath easily large enough for three.

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[quick_clean_pure]

Admittedly, when Graverobber walks in, he spends a moment or so looking over the stateliness of it. He's really never been in rooms like this, ridiculous or not, and it takes him a second to take it in.

Still. his fingers are entwined with Sinric's, and he moves in closer, pressing a quick kiss to his lips. "Nice place you got."

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Sinric returns the kiss, still soft and chaste. "I know. The bar has always been very good to me."

He leads Graverobber over to a neat little wet bar by the harpsichord. "Drink?"

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"Sure," he agrees, allowing himself to be led over to the nice little bar. "A cold beer would be great, if you can."

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Sinric hums and lets go of Graverobber's hand to duck down and look in the little cool box. What he pulls out is some expensive craft beer. "I'm not sure what it's like." he explains, opening it for Graverobber. "It was left by a friend. I tend to drink wine or spirits."

He pours himself a glass of golden brandy, sweet and thick.

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"That's completely fine," he says. Honestly, he's not picky. He just usually gets cheap stuff because he never has much money on hand.

He pours the beer into a glass and, when Sinric's brandy is poured, clinks it against Sinric's. "Cheers, then."

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"Kalos." Sinric toasts with a secret smile. He takes a sip, watching Graverobber over the rim of his glass.

After a moment, he sets the glass aside and takes Graverobber's hand, drawing him into a kiss. A somewhat less chasted kiss that he opens himself to.

[quick_clean_pure]

Graverobber's more than happy to meet it. He grips Sinric's hand and kisses back eagerly, with a real hunger in the way he presses their mouths together. The hand that's free reaches up to run through Sinric's hair, sliding through it as the kiss renews wither fire in it.

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Sinric shivers, clearly loving having his hair played with. He loops his arms around Graverobber's waist, standing on tiptoes to kiss in all the better.

When he draws back for breath, he looks up at Graverobber's, heat in his eyes but trepidation too. "I feel I should warn you. I'm not as other men are."

[quick_clean_pure]

"Okay," Graverobber says, looking at him mildly surprised but not at all put out. He knows about Sinric being a eunuch, and that doesn't faze him -- really, he's not likely to be fazed by too much, physically speaking. No matter what Sinric tells him, he hasn't cut off people's faces and sewn them onto his head, so that puts him way above some of the people back home. "What is it?"

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He takes Graverobber's hand, guiding it to his chest. Even through his tunic, his chest is soft and curved like that of a young woman.

[quick_clean_pure]

Ah. Graverobber feels the curves underneath with a curious feel, running his hand over his chest experimentally. He squeezes one breast lightly in his palm while he leans in to kiss Sinric's jaw and neck, trailing his mouth in a row of small presses to his skin while taking in the feel of him.

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Sinric moan warmly, clinging to Graverobber. It feels so good, arching his back to offer up his throat.

[quick_clean_pure]

Graverobber lets out a pleased, greedy sound as Sinric offers him his throat. He kissed down the column of his neck while feeling his chest and then down his back, grabbing his ass and pulling him in even closer.

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Sinric laughs breathlessly and slides his hands up Graverobber's side. Under Graverobber's shirt. He drifts his fingers over the small of Graverobber's back, warm and playful.

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Graverobber grins at the contact, enjoying the feel of Sinric's hands directly on his skin. He breaks away from Sinric only far enough to shuck off his coat, letting it drop heavy to the floor, then yank his shirt off as well and dropping it to the ground as well.

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Sinric steps back as well, shredding his kimono rather more slowly. With sensual showmanship, he eases the sleeve down to revel the slope of his shoulder and the curves of his breast. He dips his eyes lifting them slowly with a playful smile.

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Graverobber watches with a greedy look in his eyes, grinning at the slow tease. When Sinric smiles at him, he matches the look, taking in the sight of him with open appreciation as more skin is revealed.

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Sinric eases down the other shoulder, revealing the full glory of his high, full breasts and silken pale skin. He lets the kimono pool around his waist, his fingers lingering teasingly on the tie. He raises an eyebrow questioningly, as if to ask if Graverobber wanted to see more.

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Graverobber lets out a low, appreciative whistle as more skin is bared, looking over Sinric's chest and waist with clear delight in his eyes. When Sinric raises an eyebrow at him, he folds his arms and raises his eyebrow in turn, grinning wildly at the sight.

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Sinric grins in playful teasing and opens the sash. The cloth falls like a soft cloud around his feet, revealing a toned dancer's body, smooth pale skin. His manhood is tiny, the skin behind it folded with scar tissue and soft blond curls.

He gives a slow turn, showing himself off. His back is less smooth, ridged with faded whip scars across his lower back and a Japanese character cut deep into one shoulder. But it doesn't seem to bother him as he turns back around, still smiling.

He raises an eyebrow and nods towards Graverobber. "Your turn."

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Graverobber watches with a pleased, hungry look in his eyes, clearly enjoying the tease as well as the sight of Sinric's body underneath. The scars do jump out at him, but he doesn't ask, not letting it affect the moment -- instead, he just lets his eyes wander across Sinric's skin, taking him in with

He chuckles lightly at the command but does as he's told. His shirt and jacket are already off, so he really only needs to rid himself of his pants and shoes. He's not nearly as graceful about it as Sinric is, though he tries, revealing a body that's lithe if still clearly the body of someone who's seen some rougher days.

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Sinric steps to him, running long fingers up the crest of Graverobber's sternum, tracing the curve of his collarbone. He rubs the flats of his palms down Graverobber's chest, teasing his nipples softly as he passes.

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Graverobber lets out a pleased, greedy noise at the touch to his nipples, enjoying the way Sinric's fingers run over his skin. In response, his own hand reaches up to wind through Sinric's hair, tangling in the strands while he leans in to press rough, hungry kisses to his neck and jaw.

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Sinric hums happily and bares his neck, fingers chasing patterns over Graverobber's flanks and abs. Stopping shot of the tilt of his hips to sweep slowly back to cup Graverobber's waist.

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Graverobber lets out a pleased groan against the skin of Sirnic's neck, settling in closer to Sinric at the feel of his hand on his waist. He likes the touch of his fingers tracing across him, taking him in, and he returns it with his free hand, his palm running along Sinric's thigh and side.