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Pouting lips relaxed imperceptibly, cracking their familiar half smile. "Don't. It was a wonderful day and..." He put his hand on his friend's shoulder, "I enjoyed the boat ride... including the storm..."
Napoleon hesitated. "And...?"
They exchanged a smile of complicity. Illya drew his partner to himself.
"This... I enjoyed especially..."
They kissed passionately, forgetful of the world.
"Boys? Give me your wet things, I'll see at drying them! I've got some of my sons' clothes for you... The fish soup is ready!"
Illya chuckled, " Hurry up, otherwise she might come in ."
Napoleon beat a hasty retreat towards the bathroom.
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The pouting lips relaxed imperceptibly, cracking their familiar half smile. "Don't." The Russian tilted his head, "It was a wonderful day and..." His face brightened. "I enjoyed the boat ride..." He chuckled, "Including the storm..." Then he pointed at the bathroom.
"Your turn..."
A knock at the door made them freeze.
"Boys? Give me your wet things, I'll see at drying them! I've got some of my sons' clothes for you... and the fish soup is ready!"
Illya chuckled, "What woman wants... Hurry up, my friend, otherwise she might come in and..."
Napoleon beat a hasty retreat towards the bathroom.