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It was a rough twenty four hours. Luckily, once Glitch went down to sleep, he stayed asleep for several hours, only waking for a meal, a few more glitches and random insanities including the stubborn belief that he had to attend a ball in an hour and his dress wasn't ready before passing out again curled up in Wyatt's lap.

However, plenty of water and staple foods, interspersed with healing sleeps and Raw treatments were showing a difference in the morning. Glitch was awake and mostly with them while the others packed up to head back to town. He and Wyatt would stay here, in the quiet and peace to let him heal up a bit more before being bombarded with town.

Plus Raw had some images to bring up for the Tin Men and Palace Guard. Assaulting a headcase was bad enough. Assaulting Her Majesty's personal advisor was a whole different kettle of razor filled fish.

But, waving the car away, wrapped in the blankets from the bed and snuggled in, Glitch looks up fondly at Wyatt. "I love our family... but I love seeing them go sometimes." He hugs Wyatt's waist.

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"It hurt, knowing you were out there. I ached with worry," he admits. "It didn't even occur to me to be angry, I skipped that step completely."

He smiles, just the hint of something wicked to it, and warmth in his eyes. Always warmth. "I'll make it better any way you want. Any day, Ambrose. Whenever we're ready."

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"I knew... I knew you'd be worried. But I couldn't put it all together..." He leans in and kisses him deeply and slowly, leaning back after a moment. "Wyatt? Will you strip down and get in bed with me?"

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The answer is a given. He hums into another little kiss, starting to unbutton his shirt. Anything to be close, anything to just feel like nothing exists outside these walls, no obligations or duties, just the two of them.

Just them. Whatever they end up doing.

He moves towards the bed, shedding clothes as he goes, and trying at the same time not to let go of his lover.

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Ambrose helps, pushing clothes down and off as they get undone, stealing small pecks from Wyatt as they move. It's not particularly sexualised, just fond and affection filled and clearly a craving just to have them together.

He sinks down to the bed, dragging the blankets back over him, shivering slightly as he holds them un for Wyatt to get in.

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Fond and full of affection he'll take any day; not that he wouldn't prefer sex (who wouldn't), but this... This is nice. It's more than nice. It's skin on skin and Ambrose's body, and what more does he need?

He crawls into bed with a smile, bursting at the seams with all the love he feels. His arms go around the other man, pulling him close and scooting even closer, because as tight a fit the bed makes them, it's perfect. It's just right.

"There, that's better."

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Ambrose drops the blanket over them, arms wrapping around Wyatt, legs tangling with his and pressing close even as he's drawn in and held.

"Much better," he agreed softly. The temptation is there, to push this further, but right now, tangled and cradled and warm is all he can really ask for, because those three things scream 'love'.

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They'll have other times, other days or nights with room to spare for other ways of expressing love and lust.

There will be no awkward bumbling between them, no ill-placed shame of being bared and naked in front of each other. Like now, when they're content and more from just being close, and feeling so acutely every square inch where they touch. So very different from...

"I remember the first time you saw me naked." He grins softly. "Or rather, first time you walked in on me while I was as bare as the day I was born, and I was so embarrassed, because I had no idea how to deal with it. ...we've come a long way from that day, haven't we."

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Ambrose chuckles slightly. "I remember... I was trying not to look because I thought you might be embarrassed, despite the fact we'd both already seen it all." And he was desensitised to naked with people he didn't really know. "We have come a long way, in a lot of different ways. I've loved learning how to be with you. It's very different from everything else I've ever done. I think."

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"I was embarrassed." He leans his forehead on Ambrose's with a slight hum of contentment. "I didn't know you, or how you felt about me and Glitch, and so on... It's different for both of us.

"I certainly had no idea we'd end up here. But it's been a wonderful ride. Bumpy in places, but that's what makes it worthwhile."

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"I like being here. Here is the first time I've felt like I'm truly, unequivocally home." Here was clearly with Wyatt, not any place. "I have never felt so close to anyone."

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"Home," Wyatt echoes the sentiment softly, a touch of wonder to his voice. "That's a good word for what I'm feeling."

He could say other things, plenty other things, things about the long run and commitment and all sorts of things that just would not top this moment. The temptation is there, but he wonders if he wants to say anything that might detract from just having a quiet moment alone with Ambrose.

Maybe later. Certainly not now.

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For now, at least, Ambrose is content lying in Wyatt's arms quietly, snuggled and just enjoying time and space together.

Soon, probably, he'll start conversation, or Glitch will come to get his turn, or something else, but he's warm and happy and feels safe.

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He breathes in deep, sinking in and relaxing closer to the warm body in his arms. "I could stay in this moment for as long as I live."

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"I'd like to think I could," Ambrose whispers back. "But I get the feeling I'd get impatient and want more."

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He nods, tilting his head up to press his lips to his forehead instead. Then he goes back to just how they were; eye to eye and heart to heart.

"And how could we know if it's recent events tipping our judgment in that direction...making us impatient."

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"Which is my exact concern," he whispers, looking Wyatt in the eye. "I don't know if it's just the moment, the relief and the realisation I really do have you again or genuine emotion, not fueled by that."

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"Does it have to be less genuine, because of what happened? Just asking. I just think what we should be asking is if we're ready."

He smiles, bringing one hand up to caress Ambrose's cheek. "I'm all for taking things slow. For being patient."

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Ambrose leaned into the touch, eyes closing. "So am I. I- I've made a lot of mistakes in the past, choices about sex. I don't want to do that with you. You mean too much."

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"Shh." His thumb brushes over his lover's dark lips. "Everyone makes mistakes. Doesn't mean anything bad, Sweetheart, not as long as we learn from them."

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Ambrose goes quiet at the thumb over his mouth, eyes closing and sighing out softly. He kisses the tip of Wyatt's thumb softly before slightly opening his eyes and suckling on the tip of his thumb, cheeky eyes looking up.

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It tickles. More than that, that look alone sends tingles down his spine. "Hello, there."

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"Hi," Glitch purrs with a smile. He sucks again, light and teasing.

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"Here I was, settling into some quiet not-sexual time with Ambrose, and then you pop in," he teases, eyes drawn to the tempting display. "Tipping the scales the other way."

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"Sorry," he said, sounding not in the slightest bit unapologetic. "I think Ambrose was pondering sucking your thumb too." He did it once more, surging to close his lips around the thumb to the first knuckle and sliding back off again.

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Pupils dilating, his eyes couldn't be more focused. "So to avoid temptation, he lets you have all the fun, is that it?"

His cock twitches in sympathy, or maybe jealousy of the treatment his thumb's getting, and for one, tiny little moment, it hits him how erotic a thought it is to imagine Ambrose doing this to him.

The moment following immediately after, he wonders if he'll ever survive having two lovers. Wonders what sets them apart.

He'll find out in due time. If he's just patient.