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Harry Fisher (social_climber) wrote in toujoursliberer,
@ 2008-05-14 17:34:00

Entry tags:

eward_mountford-miles, harry_fisher

Harry and Eward Have a Friendly Drink
Subject: A Drink or Three
Where: The Mountford-Miles family home, London
Who: Harry Fisher
Warnings: NC-17
Open to: Eward Mountford-Miles and the M-M household.

He'd seen Eward at the Salon, although not exchanged anything more than nods most of the time, and that was unlike Eward. The man had insulted someone loudly or made an obvious pass at any of the women, that Harry had noticed, anyway, far too busy making his own passes at the hostess.

And so now he was making sure that Eward was alright. He had seemed out of sorts, and Harry could hardly imagine anything that could qwell the man's enormous personality. If it wasn't an impersonator, then something was clearly wrong.

He broke in via the small, open window in the scullery, and made his way through the undecorated corridor, until he came across a servant. The maid, Kitty. "Where is he?" He asked her, noting that her blouse was fastened today, too. Very unusual. The girl nodded towards the drawing room, and that's where Harry headed.

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	social_climber 2008-05-15 03:31 pm UTC (link)
	Harry's eyes narrowed. "Then you admit you're in love with her?" He says. "And you don't need me. You got yourself into this mess, and it is your own doing." He shrugs, taking a breath while tapping his hands against the chair arms, and getting to his feet again. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	lord_eward 2008-05-15 03:34 pm UTC (link)
	"I'm not in love with her," he growled, standing and staring at Harry without wanting to budge. "I'll prove it. Name it and I'll prove it." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	social_climber 2008-05-16 04:24 pm UTC (link)
	Harry laughs, "You love her, you want to be with her. How you gonna prove it?" He says, stepping back towards Eward. "Prove you don't love Rochester, go on!" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	lord_eward 2008-05-16 04:33 pm UTC (link)
	"I do not...! FINE! Give me a challenge I will do it and prove it," he growled, gutteral yet desperate. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	social_climber 2008-05-16 04:36 pm UTC (link)
	Harry smirked, his grin spreading evilly across his face as he stepped closer, index finger poking Eward in his bare, alcohol soaked chest. "Repeat after me: Katherine Rochester is a dirty, ugly, cheap French whore, and I have no interest in catching the pox from her.." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	lord_eward 2008-05-16 04:38 pm UTC (link)
	Eward's eyes flashed but he scoffed nonetheless. "That is a child's game..." he said, almost willing to get out of it but he breathed in through his nose before repeating: "Katherine Rochester... is a dirty... ugly... cheap French whore," he managed, but he was shaking as he said it, "and I have no interest in catching pox from her..." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	social_climber 2008-05-16 04:42 pm UTC (link)
	Harry snorts with laughter again, "Poor show. Try again: Katherine Rochester is a fat old hag, who has slept with all my servants. All of them report her to be dry and shrivelled. " He continues, poking the man again. "You really aren't convincing me, Eward." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

lord_eward
2008-05-16 04:45 pm UTC (link)

Eward's face tightened, balling his hands into fists at his sides. "Stop fucking poking me," he said, swatting Harry's hand away. He shook his head at himself, dropping his gaze before he brought it back and said forcefully, if a little blandly, "Katherine Rochester... is a fat old hag who has slept with all my servants and all of them say she's dry and shrivelled..."

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	social_climber 2008-05-16 05:06 pm UTC (link)
	"And I wouldn't mind if my best mate in all the world, Harry Fisher, had a go with her in my bed." Harry finishes, watching the other's fists ball, and his whole frame tense. He didn't mean a word of it, of course, which was all the more worrying. But amusing, none the less. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	lord_eward 2008-05-16 05:08 pm UTC (link)
	Eward couldn't stand it anymore. Grabbing the shoulders of Harry's jacket he thrust him backwards into the wall and hissed at him, nose to nose as he told him; "Don't you dare fucking start that, Harry, don't you dare you horrid bastard..." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	social_climber 2008-05-16 05:16 pm UTC (link)
	"You fucking love her, you arse!" Harry retorts, shoving Eward hard in the shoulders, uncomfortable with his spine pressed so hard against the plasterwork. "You fucking love her, you love her, and you can't even admit it!" He shoved again, "You're a fucking dandy." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	lord_eward 2008-05-16 05:19 pm UTC (link)
	"I'm not a dandy!" Eward shouted, shoving Harry back but harder this time so be banged against the wall rather than be pinned there. "Alright I love her okay? I love her! There's not a bloody thing I can do about it and I don't like it! Does that make me a coward for admitting it? A ponce?" Again Eward shoved Harry, but this time by his chest. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

social_climber
2008-05-16 05:26 pm UTC (link)

Harry hissed with pain, the back of his head hitting the wall and sparks exploding in his vision. "Fucking bastard." He manages, growling, before using all the strength to push the other man again, enough forced behind that to escape the wall. "'Course it does! You're going to fucking lock yourself in and pine for her, you stupid bastard. Pine for her like a fucking monk over Mary!"

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	lord_eward 2008-05-16 05:31 pm UTC (link)
	Eward was secretly enjoying the fight; it gave him a distraction, a release of the anger which had been building up inside him for days. As Harry pushed him backwards, Eward growled once more and grabbed hold of his friend's arms, gripping him so he might not be able to attack him again. "Fuck off," he hissed, locked in a battle of wills and strength. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	social_climber 2008-05-16 05:36 pm UTC (link)
	Harry laughed. "Me, fuck off? Go fuck Rochester." He hisses, eyes dark and fixed on Eward. "Go fuck her into a mattress. Make her fucking beg for it. You want to, go do it." He says, each word spoken slowly, sharply off his tongue. When finished, he licks over his lips, suddenly dry, trying not to think of Eward fucking the girl. It was hard not to. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

lord_eward
2008-05-16 05:45 pm UTC (link)

Eward wished Harry would shut up about fucking Rochester - literally. He could not deny he hadn't thought about that very image for some time, and it didn't help he was drunk, almost wrestling, and turned on at the same time now. "Believe me I would..." he said, his voice gutteral and needy. His heart was pounding in his chest. "But you won't fucking leave me alone..."

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	social_climber 2008-05-16 05:58 pm UTC (link)
	Harry wasn't listening. He was instead watching the other's lips move, feeling his own pulse rocket around his body and the ache in the back of his head cloud his senses. "Shut up." He growled, and then pulled Eward to him, yanking him forward, and biting down on the other's lower lip, before kissing him just has hard as he had shoved Eward only a moment ago. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

lord_eward
2008-05-16 06:06 pm UTC (link)

Eward did not register what happened at first: all he knew was that Harry was again being provocative in all the wrong ways and he was about to yell again when he was pulled into a fierce kiss. One which was, surprisingly, not bad. It held all the passion and neediness which many of Eward's conquests lacked and for a moment he was captured, returning it in kind.
His hands gripped Harry's sides forcefully and he kissed him with abandon until something made him stop; he shoved Harry backwards, turning away but he did not wipe his lips in digust. He simply panted, shaking with a mix of confusion, drink and desire.

"Oh fuck.." he said to himself, squinting his eyes shut tight.

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social_climber
2008-05-16 06:13 pm UTC (link)

Harry pants for breath too, leaning back against the wall, head resting against the cool plaster. He doesn't speak, his mind his blank, utterly and completely, although he can still taste the kiss on his lips. He let his hands slip from Eward's shoulders though, brushing over his flesh, until they rested against the wall too, fingertips scratching at the paint, in need of something he could not put his finger on.

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lord_eward
2008-05-16 06:18 pm UTC (link)

Eward gave a sideways glance to Harry, his eyes darker than usual. He had liked that, why the hell had he liked it? Why had Harry even done it? Jesus they were screwed... before he could reason with or stop himself he found his body migrating back towards him, beginning to kiss Harry again just to see if it was real, just to see if he was affected again and to test if it really was THAT good...

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social_climber
2008-05-16 06:25 pm UTC (link)

Harry had something to close his fingers on now, if it was only digging his fingers into Eward's back as they kisses again, nails racking long marks in the other's flesh. He deserved it, pinning him to a wall. No one pinned Harry Fisher to a wall, not even if they were a stuck up lord who happened, as luck would have it, to be a better kisser than most. Much better than most. His fingers dug a little harder, kissing Eward back, cursing the other over and over silently, before the kiss broke, and the curse became audible, "Damn you!"

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lord_eward
2008-05-16 06:30 pm UTC (link)

The fingers digging into Eward's skin did not sting as most women's: the nails were not there to scar or scratch and the dullness was even more welcome than the usual piercing pain. Eward had his answer - it was good. It was more than good it was fucking fantastic, but he knew the situation and the emotion was probably adding to it. As soon as Harry cursed Eward grinned, his panting breaths going into Harry's open mouth. "Damn me? Why? You started it, remember?" he teased, a grin on his lips before he smashed them into Harry's once more.

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social_climber
2008-05-16 06:39 pm UTC (link)

Harry didn't reply, instead, he simple knotted one hand into the hair at the back of Eward's head, tugging slightly but not enough to break the kiss, but enough to let Eward know he wasn't going to get away without at least a bruise. He broke the kiss, panting hungrily, and pulled Eward harder to him, growling, their chests and pressed together. "Shut up, Eward." He hissed again, biting once more at Eward's lower lip, tugging.

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lord_eward
2008-05-16 07:11 pm UTC (link)

The feel of the material against his bare chest was more than rough, but Eward was numb to it. He complied with Harry's wishes, keeping silent apart from a low moan which he could not control out of his mouth. He had no idea what they were doing, what it was leading to, how it had started and he didn't care. The bites were getting to him and to possibly stop him Eward pushed his tongue into Harry's mouth.

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social_climber
2008-05-16 07:35 pm UTC (link)

Harry's eyes shot open, surprised by this more than anything else, and digging his nails deeper into Eward's back in attempt to regain some control of the situation, biting at his tongue and clawing at the other's spine. And then, the idea struck him, and he let his fingers rip downwards, until he found Ewards hips, and dragged them forwards, gripping harder, and rubbing against them.