Chapter 7 - Ante-Coital
That same evening after their excursion to Hyde Park proved to be the perfect opportunity for George to start *educating* young Henry Darcy. As he sat on his bed, he strategically planned what to wear when he walked next door to Henry's rooms to discuss the matter at hand. Though his courage was high after seeing that long-awaited look in Henry's eyes at the park, he was still a little wary. For George was a handsome young man, and all handsome young men are vain to some extent and want to acquit themselves with style, whatever the occasion.
Yes, the 'mostly-dressed-but-not-quite-decent' look would do nicely. He'd wear his shirtsleeves and his second-best waistcoat; first best would be far too obvious, even for George. No, no, no waistcoat, too difficult to unbutton quickly; or wait, leave it unbuttoned, yes *perfect*. Breeches would be no problem - all of them are the same colour anyway. Slippers, or no slippers? No, boots will be more adequate, even if they are hell to take off. And definitely no cravat. A bit of neck and chest to entice the prey is always a good idea.
Having prepared his outfit, he paced his room slowly, thinking of what to say. But this was not too trying, for our George has honed all his skills of etiquette and conversation, in and out of the bedroom. The hair would *have* to be a little dishevelled, as though this jaunt to Henry's chambers were totally unplanned and impulsive. A sign of irrational and unrestrained passion, how appropriate.
With a quick spurt of cologne and a final messing up of his hair, 20-year- old George Wickham picked up his bedside candle and stepped out of his chambers into the hall. A quick glance left and right to check there were no gossiping maids or footmen lurking in the wings, and he knocked firmly on Henry's door and walked in without waiting for a response.
A/N For those who want to know what happens *in* the bedroom, I will be posting an *interlude* chapter called 'Skin Deep'. I have to post it separately because that part is most definitely R-rated, so be warned...*g*. However if smut 'of this persuasion' is not your cup of tea, then feel free to continue reading the PG-13 chapters that are to follow - the story will still make sense. See, aren't I the perfect diplomat?
That same evening after their excursion to Hyde Park proved to be the perfect opportunity for George to start *educating* young Henry Darcy. As he sat on his bed, he strategically planned what to wear when he walked next door to Henry's rooms to discuss the matter at hand. Though his courage was high after seeing that long-awaited look in Henry's eyes at the park, he was still a little wary. For George was a handsome young man, and all handsome young men are vain to some extent and want to acquit themselves with style, whatever the occasion.
Yes, the 'mostly-dressed-but-not-quite-decent' look would do nicely. He'd wear his shirtsleeves and his second-best waistcoat; first best would be far too obvious, even for George. No, no, no waistcoat, too difficult to unbutton quickly; or wait, leave it unbuttoned, yes *perfect*. Breeches would be no problem - all of them are the same colour anyway. Slippers, or no slippers? No, boots will be more adequate, even if they are hell to take off. And definitely no cravat. A bit of neck and chest to entice the prey is always a good idea.
Having prepared his outfit, he paced his room slowly, thinking of what to say. But this was not too trying, for our George has honed all his skills of etiquette and conversation, in and out of the bedroom. The hair would *have* to be a little dishevelled, as though this jaunt to Henry's chambers were totally unplanned and impulsive. A sign of irrational and unrestrained passion, how appropriate.
With a quick spurt of cologne and a final messing up of his hair, 20-year- old George Wickham picked up his bedside candle and stepped out of his chambers into the hall. A quick glance left and right to check there were no gossiping maids or footmen lurking in the wings, and he knocked firmly on Henry's door and walked in without waiting for a response.
A/N For those who want to know what happens *in* the bedroom, I will be posting an *interlude* chapter called 'Skin Deep'. I have to post it separately because that part is most definitely R-rated, so be warned...*g*. However if smut 'of this persuasion' is not your cup of tea, then feel free to continue reading the PG-13 chapters that are to follow - the story will still make sense. See, aren't I the perfect diplomat?