Wine was drunk. Inappropriateness occured.

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This is not the first time he's drunk wine. He keeps telling himself that

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Edmund tended to avoid indulgence; moderation was a virtue he had learned in his later years. Still, this was possibly the last time he would ever feast in his Narnia, so he had enjoyed himself. But not nearly as much as Charlie.

He grinned, shutting the door behind them, and walked slowly closer to the bed as he undid his belt. "It's a good thing I know you mean that and it's not just the wine talking," Ed teased gently.

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It's something about watching Ed undo his belt like that. Charlie drags himself up into a sitting position, already aware of the lazy heat under his skin as he spreads his knees and reaches for Ed's hips.

"I utterly and completely mean it," he says, solemnly, looking up at him.

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Stepping into the space between Charlie's legs, Edmund threw aside his belt to cup the other boy's face and kiss him softly. "I know," he said, and he did know, which did more to warm him than any wine. "But you're still pissed, Charlie," Ed added with a soft laugh.

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He runs both hands up over Edmund's hips, pushing up under his tunic to find bare, warm skin.

"Little bit," he admits, sucking on Ed's bottom lip. "Not too much, though."