"Of course we could not simply settle with something so boring as only the desk." He agrees, partially joking but kind of serious too. Smiling up at Hythlodaeus, he smooths a hand against a cheek and into the stray tendrils of lilac locks. "Lovely."

The same hand gently tugs the front of Hythlodaeus's shirt to bring him down for a proper, deep kiss. For now, his work is forgotten.