“I don’t think you love Princess Aslaug either. I think you loved her ability to give you more sons.”
“That may be true. I always wanted many sons.”
“Athelstan is different,” Ragnar said, his tone clipped and defensive.
When Ragnar asked Lagertha about Kalf's death, maybe that conversation could have gone differently, admissions could have been revealed, truths could have been accepted and trust could have been established.
The one where Derek is like a 007 agent and Stiles is as close to Q as he's ever going to get and feelings are finally resolved.
Harvey had a thing for his neck, a thing that Mike completely approved. He wanted to get lost in the pleasure of waking up with Harvey, but he couldn’t. “Harvey stop,” he said weakly. The hand that was on the back of Harvey’s head urging him for more did not particularly empower his argument. “Harvey, stop.”
“Mm… in a minute.” Harvey didn’t want to stop. He had wanted for so long to wake up next to this man; he couldn’t have enough of it.
“You mean when Rachel’s gonna be here?”
“Rachel’s out. She won’t be back for hours.” Mike’s body froze against him. And sleepy Harvey didn’t like that. He wanted to coax it back to life again. So he moved down to his collarbone, the place he knew made Mike roll his eyes.
“Uhm Harvey.” This couldn’t be happening. No, no. This wasn’t meant to happen. Goddamn it.
When you love two people, you know one can ruin you and the other completes you beyond imagination. You don't know who is who and you can only be with one. How do you choose?
It's Valentine's Day and Spencer has no plans for the night. That's the excuse Derek uses to rope him into going out with him. Just a night out with a coworker, that's all. What happens, though, when he realizes that is so far from the truth?
"You and me, we'll grab a bite, maybe catch a movie. What do you say?" Derek asked, knowing Reid didn't have any plans for tonight.
There was that smile Derek had been waiting for. "You want me to be your Valentine? What? No card to at least ask me out?"
Derek laughed at that. "You want a card now, don't you? I didn't know you were so high maintenance, kid. If I did, I would have reconsidered." Derek said, chuckling at the offended look that came his way.
"How is a Valentine's Day card high maintenance? It's cheaper than both dinner and a movie."
Derek put his arm around the other man's shoulders, "Alright, alright. I'll get you your damn card. But I'll choose what it's going to say. Deal?"
Reid smiled shyly at him, pleased, "Deal."
- Part 1 of Ticking Bomb
Philip laughed as he bounced on their bed, his tie already at the other side of the room having joined his jacket, waiting for Lukas to climb in after him. “Did we seriously just snuck out of our own wedding party?”
Lukas laughed too, struggling to take his damn shirt off. “It’s not our fault they wouldn’t leave! I danced for a lifetime. Now I want you all to myself.”
Philip checked his husband out from head to toe, as his hands moved to the belt. Even though he knew exactly what Lukas looked like with no clothes on, it still got him nervous and excited just like the first time. He couldn’t help but tease Lukas a bit, raising an eyebrow at him followed by the words, “Only for now?”
“Forever, to be honest,” Lukas answered readily with no hesitation.
“Forever sounds good.”
Or the party after the wedding, where apologies are offered, innuendos are made and Philkas have their happily ever after with some grand decision making in the end.
- Part 2 of Only Fools