Mycroft was going to fill an entire continent on Gregory's Expressions. The one he was getting right now was particularly appealing - the 'aren't you a wonderful thing?' look was downright ... well. Mycroft wanted that look on Gregory's face whenever he looked at Mycroft. Impossible, yes, but he would strive for it.
Which was why when Gregory stood up, hand wrapped in his, Mycroft pulled him in for another long kiss, and used it to lead the other man out of the study. Towards the stairs, where he did give into the temptation to let Gregory push him against a wall and kiss him insensible.
Gregory seemed fascinated with his stubble - Mycroft would have to ask him about that in a few hours. Hours after he had finally managed to get them to the landing and then down the hall. This time, he pushed Gregory against the door to his bedroom, his voice low and whiskey-edged, "From this point on, the rest of your clothing is going to be removed."
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Which was why when Gregory stood up, hand wrapped in his, Mycroft pulled him in for another long kiss, and used it to lead the other man out of the study. Towards the stairs, where he did give into the temptation to let Gregory push him against a wall and kiss him insensible.
Gregory seemed fascinated with his stubble - Mycroft would have to ask him about that in a few hours. Hours after he had finally managed to get them to the landing and then down the hall. This time, he pushed Gregory against the door to his bedroom, his voice low and whiskey-edged, "From this point on, the rest of your clothing is going to be removed."