Midnight Flit by elin gregory

Author:elin gregory
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: LGBT, spies, adventure, travel
Publisher: Manifold Press
Published: 2019-03-13T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TEN

Miles

Saturday 12th September, 1931

"Awake?" Briers murmured. "You'd better be."

If the soft pressure of Briers's lips against his ear hadn't roused him, the exquisite drift of fingers across his belly would have done.

"Oh yes?" Miles smiled into his pillow. "What's to wake up for?"

"We overslept." Briers gave his nipple a tiny tweak and pulled away. "Pritchard is organising breakfast in the other room. Your mother is already up and is going to breakfast with Diana and Smethwick."

"I can't take in that much information before I've got my eyes open," Miles complained. "And anyway, I thought we might - " He turned over and let out a gasp as all the bruised muscles woke up at once and demanded his attention. "Oh, dear Lord, that hurts."

Briers grunted and pushed back the covers. "Oh yes, your belly is colouring up nicely. I saw a sunset like this once. I think they call that colour mauve, maybe, with patches of puce, and some honest-to-God black here at the edges of your ribs."

"Briers," Miles looked up at him with a scowl. "Have you ever heard the term 'tact'."

"Heard it once, not sure what it means." Briers's smile was so tender Miles couldn't sustain his annoyance. "I'm going to run you a bath. You can drink your tea while you're soaking."

Briers was warm and there and Miles had hoped that his sore ribs and aching belly would have eased enough for them to enjoy a little early morning loving, but clearly Briers was intent on being sensible. Miles screwed up his face in an indignant pout that he hoped might express his dissatisfaction with the world, and was rewarded with a kiss.

"Now get up," Briers said, sympathetic but implacable, as he tugged back the covers.

"Life is hard," Miles grumbled.

"So I see." Briers sounded as though he was grinning, but he did slip a hand under Miles's shoulder to help him sit up. That hurt, too.

Fifteen minutes later, up to his shoulders in water that was just cooled enough to be bearable and with an excellent cup of Darjeeling, Miles felt much more able to deal with the world. Especially since he had Briers, shaving in just his cotton shorts and under-shirt, to admire.

"I'm wondering if we made a mistake last night," Miles said. He couldn't quite see Briers's soapy face in the mirror over the sink, but he heard an encouraging sound so carried on. "That ffoulkes-Collinson woman. She's had quite a lot of time to spread the word if she decided she wanted to make trouble for Ma."

Briers tilted his head in preparation for the sweep of the razor through soap and stubble. Miles watched with interest, not completely devoid of lust but mostly focussed on the razor. Miles still used the pair of ivory-handled straight razors his father had bought for him when the first hairs has began to haze along his upper lip but Briers, used to travelling light, had a nifty little Valet safety razor kit that folded up into a silvered tin box.

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