I intended to write torpor and ended up writing adorable basking instead. (Not that either of them would enjoy being called adorable in particular. Well, G'Kar might.)
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"When you said you were going to sunbathe, I thought you meant with your clothes on!"
"What is the point of that?" G'Kar had not yet stopped stripping off layers of armor and clothing, laying them neatly on an ornate wrought-metal bench. The sun-warmed rocks beside the bench, draped in flowers, looked absolutely delicious to bask upon.
"The point is that we are in public." Londo sputtered when G'Kar shoved the next removed clothing item into his arms. If Londo could stand around offering his opinion, he could make himself useful.
"It's private enough." From a security standpoint, G'Kar found the design of the Centauri imperial gardens perilous, with their many winding paths and small courtyards. But for purposes of incidental privacy, it was quite nice. He supposed this was by design, as they'd passed a number of courtyards in which romantic trysts appeared to be taking place, or clandestine meetings with fully clothed Centauri leaning close and whispering to each other. "Here, put this with the others." He shoved another item into Londo's arms.
Londo dropped them carelessly on top of the rest. "Are you planning to leave anything on at all?"
"The more you complain about it, the more the answer is no."
Londo sat with a huff on the end of the bench, and watched with a look of mingled exasperation and amusement as G'Kar spread his mostly naked body on the rocks. "And what am I supposed to do while you do this?"
"Whatever you like. Read. Look at flowers. Do some paperwork." Oh yes, the rocks were wonderful. G'Kar stretched out, exposing as much of himself as possible to the sun.
"Great Maker, my eyes."
But the complaining faded after that, and when G'Kar cracked an eye open to see what Londo was up to now, he found the Centauri leaning back on the bench with his arms draped over the bench back, face tipped up to the sun and eyes half-closed. G'Kar smiled to himself. It was good for Londo to stop thinking for a little while and simply exist in the moment.
"Take some clothes off," he said, and Londo twitched a little. "Enjoy the sun on your entire body. It's good for you."
"Absolutely not," Londo said out of the corner of his mouth. But he didn't otherwise move.
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"When you said you were going to sunbathe, I thought you meant with your clothes on!"
"What is the point of that?" G'Kar had not yet stopped stripping off layers of armor and clothing, laying them neatly on an ornate wrought-metal bench. The sun-warmed rocks beside the bench, draped in flowers, looked absolutely delicious to bask upon.
"The point is that we are in public." Londo sputtered when G'Kar shoved the next removed clothing item into his arms. If Londo could stand around offering his opinion, he could make himself useful.
"It's private enough." From a security standpoint, G'Kar found the design of the Centauri imperial gardens perilous, with their many winding paths and small courtyards. But for purposes of incidental privacy, it was quite nice. He supposed this was by design, as they'd passed a number of courtyards in which romantic trysts appeared to be taking place, or clandestine meetings with fully clothed Centauri leaning close and whispering to each other. "Here, put this with the others." He shoved another item into Londo's arms.
Londo dropped them carelessly on top of the rest. "Are you planning to leave anything on at all?"
"The more you complain about it, the more the answer is no."
Londo sat with a huff on the end of the bench, and watched with a look of mingled exasperation and amusement as G'Kar spread his mostly naked body on the rocks. "And what am I supposed to do while you do this?"
"Whatever you like. Read. Look at flowers. Do some paperwork." Oh yes, the rocks were wonderful. G'Kar stretched out, exposing as much of himself as possible to the sun.
"Great Maker, my eyes."
But the complaining faded after that, and when G'Kar cracked an eye open to see what Londo was up to now, he found the Centauri leaning back on the bench with his arms draped over the bench back, face tipped up to the sun and eyes half-closed. G'Kar smiled to himself. It was good for Londo to stop thinking for a little while and simply exist in the moment.
"Take some clothes off," he said, and Londo twitched a little. "Enjoy the sun on your entire body. It's good for you."
"Absolutely not," Londo said out of the corner of his mouth. But he didn't otherwise move.