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Colden swung his feet around to the floor, leaning in and kissing Asher's forehead, "What, our midnight trips to the dining hall aren't enough?" He grinned, "Yeah, we just sort of skipped over that whole part, didn't we?"

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"Well, I like wooing. It's always fun." He sat on the floor, body lounging across the pillows. "Like the setup? Or is it too fancy?"

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"It looks great," Colden smiled and climbed off the bed so that he was settled on the floor with him. He glanced down at himself, "Oh, hmm, maybe I should put clothes on first."

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"Please, don't feel a need." He stretched his back, arching it like a contented cat. "I don't mind the view." He was wearing nothing. He hadn't bothered. They would wind up in bed together again, if Asher asked Colden. He hoped. He still had a boner, and god, he needed something inside of him other than food.

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He shrugged, "Alright, if it doesn't bother you," Colden's stomach gave a growl, indicating that he wanted food now. He smiled sheepishly.

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"Eat!" He picked up a plate and started to load it up with food. "Mm, and I went out to the store and got some sparkling juice. Hope you don't mind not having alcohol. But I got the pretty glasses." He ducked his head, setting the plate beside his lover before starting on his own. It held much less food than Colden's. He opened a pea and ate it, humming happily, not seeming to be bothered with the erection hidden under a pillow.

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Colden picked up the plate and gave him a grateful smile. He had no worries about what he ate- he had the typical male appetite, "No alcohol is fine. I always drink too much of it when it's given to me anyways."

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"My mom was an alcoholic and they warned me not to drink." He sipped the sparkling juice - raspberry, yum - and set the glass down. The candles flickered over his skin, the ring in his right nipple gleaming slightly. The earring in his ear had changed back to the star he had worn on the first day of coming to the Institute, his hair tousled with sleep and more active things.
It was definitely sex hair.

His body was marked with purple, blue, and black hickies, but he didn't seem to mind too much.
He munched on a cantaloupe slice, humming contentedly. "God, I used to eat like this all the time. I've missed it."

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Colden was in a similar state, his neck looking more like he'd been attacked by an animal. Which wasn't far off from the truth, really. He took a bite of the ham and hummed, "What do you mean by "like this"?"

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"I would cook for hours, settle down in my little apartment, and feast until late at night. Especially on Celtic holidays." He hummed. "I've missed my culture, my people, my religion. It's been a while since I've spoken in Gaelic." He sighed. "I've missed Gaelic. People stare at me like I've grown two heads." His accents switched from heavily Irish to plainly American. "And I have to talk like this all the time, or I get strange looks because I look Asian and talk like an Irish person."

He made the transition back smoothly.
"But I prefer my Irish accent. And I miss Gaelic. I mutter in it, and people hate me for it." He paused. "Do you mean it - that I can talk to you in Gaelic?"

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Colden blinked, arching one eyebrow, "Yeah, of course. Why would I be against it? You could be alien and I still wouldn't mind."

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"Oh, thank god." He laughed. It was rich, warm, suited for the bedroom and only his lover. "I might be talking to you in Gaelic a lot."

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"I won't know any of what you're saying," Colden chuckled, reminding him.

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He grinned mischievously. "Ó, ach cuireann sé go dtí an spraoi. Is féidir liom a labhairt leat agus a rá rudaí salach, ach ní bheidh a fhios agat. An mbeidh tú?"

He threw back his head and laughed. "Sorry, it just makes me happy."

((Oh, but that adds to the fun. I can talk to you and say dirty things but you won't know. Will you?))

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Colden looked kind of like a confused puppy, munching on his food as he stared at him, "Yeah, I don't understand Gaelic at all," he chuckled.

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"I would offer to teach you, but when I have you underneath of me - over me, even - and I murmur to you in Gaelic, I want it to be a mystery." He flushed at his own words and ducked his head, munching on a melon. "I've got training at midnight, a friend calling at one-thirty. Then I'm coming back to my room. Can I see you here, or no? Must I suffer through this," He gestured at the pillow on his lap, "For another day?"

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Colden grinned and popped a piece of bread into his mouth, "Do you want me before your training or after you come back to your room?"

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He smiled. "You know that answer. Both. But you probably want a few hours break before I ravish you again.." He looked tempted by the idea of ravishing Colden - he was just so good. "Hm. I'll have to let you take me after this meal. I don't think I can last any longer. It is your turn, by the way."

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Colden laughed, his necklace clinking quietly as his chest moved, "Alright, that's great. It doesn't matter which way I have you, because it means the world to me no matter what."

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He smiled. "Mm. That's true." He finished eating, toasting his lover. "I never know how to start these things."