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In the end, he decided against the brownstone and chose a flat in the East Village. It had always been somewhere he was more comfortable than the Upper East Side or any of the fancier neighborhoods. From the son of a whore in the slums of London, he'd risen to become a courtier at Versailles, then a gentleman of the South, easily mingling among the various strata of society, but the upper echelons always made him twitch with their hypocrisy. The aristocracy--even when born out of the American bourgeoisie--never changed.

The East Village had been gentrified during his imprisonment, until it was trendy and expensive, but it still kept more of a bohemian vibe, and part of him couldn't bear to actually move to Brooklyn.

The flat was in an old pre-war building on Avenue C. It had high ceilings, exposed brick, and hardwood floors throughout. The kitchen was small, but since he didn't cook much, it didn't much matter. A fireplace nestled in one wall in the living room, and the price came in solidly under one million dollars so he was pleased by that as well. He paid cash, took the keys, then set about having some of his things transferred from Montreal. The furnishings he picked out himself--reds and browns to compliment the tile and brick, a large sofa across from the fire, a comfortable chair by the window, a table and two chairs tucked in a nook. He turned one bedroom into a library, lining three walls with bookshelves that reached to the ceiling with a futon against the fourth wall for any guests. His bedroom he did in shades of blue and grey, with a feather bed and down comforters piled on top of a King size bed. He never wanted to sleep on a thin mattress on a cot again. If he didn't sleep much, it didn't matter. The bed would be comfortable, dammit.

When it was done, he was pleased, or as pleased he could be about being in the City. It wasn't a location Bob would think to look. They all knew about his money, they'd look somewhere more posh. But this, he decided, suited him just fine.

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[powered-otaku.livejournal.com]

It is a lovely place - a very nice use of space as well.

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I'm very pleased with how it worked out.

[powered-otaku.livejournal.com]

Did it come this way or did you buy the furniture? I wonder because it does look rather...oriental.

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I bought the furniture.

[powered-otaku.livejournal.com]

You like the lines?

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I do. Very much.

[powered-otaku.livejournal.com]

They are very clean. American furniture always looks too bulky for me. Like if I sit in, it'll swallow me up.

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Well, as much feather things I have on it, the bed likely would...

[powered-otaku.livejournal.com]

You will save me from the man-eating bed?

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Or get lost in it with you.

[powered-otaku.livejournal.com]

I like the sound of that.

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As do I, carp.

[powered-otaku.livejournal.com]

So perhaps I should...fall in the bed?

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So I can come looking?

[powered-otaku.livejournal.com]

*Hiro nods, then walks into the bedroom. He "falls" onto the bed. It's very soft.* Help?

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*Amused, Adam follows him, leaning in the bedroom door and watching him with a grin* Now that is a sight I think I want to savor.

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*Hiro toes off his shoes, then wriggles on the bed to get in the right place.* I am going to get so lost in this huge, lonely bed.

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*Adam laughs, stripping off his shirt, already barefoot in the house, and climbs on the bed, sinking down into the feathers as he crawls over to him in just his jeans*

They might never find either of us.

[powered-otaku.livejournal.com]

Mmmm, then I guess we remain lost together. *He holds his arms out to him.* You are so sexy, looking like that.

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*Adam chuckles, settling next to him and sliding his arms around him*

Remaining lost together is not a bad sounding idea....

[powered-otaku.livejournal.com]

Excellent idea. *He kisses Adam thoroughly, pulling him on top.*

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*Adam returns the kiss, light and easy, lips teasing over Hiro's*

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I think this bed will swallow us up. *He's grinning. His hand moves into Adam's hair, gently twining in the soft strands.

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It's comfortable...*Laughing protest, smiling back at being petted*

[powered-otaku.livejournal.com]

It's very comfortable. I don't think I'd leave. *He loves to play with Adam's hair. His other hand skims under Adam's shirt to caress his back.*