Disclaimer: Please don't sue. I don't own POTO... All I own is an overactive imagination.
Summary: ErikRaoul slash. Alphabet game.
A/N: See Alphabet Game day 01 for more information. As for why they are separated, see profile.
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N is for Natural
by: Lucifer Rosemaunt
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N.
"This isn't natural," Raoul stated firmly.
Erik laughed, which only received him a glare, but with Raoul's petulant frown and hands on his hips, Erik could only laugh. For Raoul though, he tried to be serious.
Once Erik stopped laughing, Raoul asserted again, "I can't. I just can't. This isn't natural."
Raoul stared pointedly at Erik as he repeated his earlier sentiment. Erik smirked but held back his laughter.
Erik paused a second before stepping into Raoul's personal space. Raoul didn't move, didn't flinch.
"What about it is unnatural?" Erik asked as he pulled Raoul against him so that Raoul couldn't see the amusement on his face.
Raoul faltered in his anger as Erik began lightly kissing him on his neck. He cleared his throat but made no move to stop Erik.
"We can't live here alone."
"We've lived together," Erik said between kisses, "for quite some time now."
Raoul let out a shuddering breath, and Erik knew his resolve was breaking.
Raoul pushed away from the embrace giving one last attempt at an argument even though he knew he would give in anyway, "But sending away the servants? It just isn't natural!"
"There are things we could do when the house is completely empty," Erik offered, raising his eyebrow suggestively.
Unimpressed, Raoul pouted, "You do that regardless."
"That's true." Erik nodded smugly. "But for me?"
Raoul looked away and nodded. "Fine."
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Raoul's such a pushover sometimes.