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AN: So this is my AWESOME (not really) crackfic, that is dedicated to my bestie, ATouchofInsanity, because of a review she left me once that said "Anything beyond "and then they frolicked through the fields in an insanely g-rated fashion" is too adult for me when it's coming from you." SOOOO I gave you a fic that will hopefully not be too adult... it's really more of a crack!fic than anything else, so feel free to laugh!
“Oh Jonathan, how could I ever live without you? I would have been forced to marry some horrible gold-digger years ago had you not whisked me away to your summer home in Italy!” Henri responded just as happily, leaning into Jonathan’s hug.
“Yes, Henri, how horrible women are, not nearly as strong and protective as men. You might have actually had to act tough!” Jonathan teased lightly.
“Jonathan, don’t tease me like that! You know I have thin skin!” Henri protested primly. Jonathan smiled and kissed his significant other lightly on the cheek.
“I am sorry, my love. How about we have another glass of wine and go for a boat ride later tonight?” Henri smile suggestively.
“How about we skip the boat ride and drink a bottle of wine and invite the neighbors over and have an orgy?” Henri asked in his almost child-like voice. Jonathan gasped, scandalized.
“But Henri, some of our neighbors are women! The icky kind!”
“You mean, none of our nearby residents that are female are of the lesbian persuasion?” Henri gasped. “Why do we live so near them?” Jonathan shook his head.
“I know not, my love. All I know is that we must pray that God will deliver them from their heathen ways. They know not what they are missing, but it is much better than whatever they are getting.” Henri raised an eyebrow at Jonathan.
“You had better not know what they are missing, lover,” Henri reprimanded.
“Oh Henri, I could never cheat on you! It would be like killing a kitten, or a baby, or wearing brown and black together!” he stated. “It is simply not done!” Henri smiled and kissed Jonathan’s cheek.
“I know, my love. I am too gorgeous for you to be with anyone else.”
“True, true, my love. I would never leave you!” Henri smiled at Jonathan’s confession.
“Come, Jonathan! There is a large field of daisies, and I just had the urge to frolic through them!” Jonathan stood and helped Henri to his feet. The two men looked over the field and the river running peacefully behind it.
“Henri, that sounds like a wonderful idea!” The lovers linked hands in a symbolic show of love as they walked down to the field. Once they reached the field, Henri ran off, reddish brown hair shinning in the late afternoon sun. Jonathan laughed and followed, skipping after his lover. They danced and laughed and frolicked through the daisies in an insanely G-Rated fashion until they were out of breath. Panting, they collapsed in a heap by the river. As a they caught their breath a breeze rolled through the property, ruffling the grass and trees. Henri sighed and lightly stroked Jonathan’s pale blonde locks.
“I love you, Jonathan,” Henri stated, still drowsily playing with his darling’s hair. Jonathan smiled.
“And so you should…”
