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Dans le lit, le baiser (In The Bed, The Kiss)

“ Viktor was reminded absently of Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec’s painting, The Bed.  He had heard somewhere that it had been painted to portray lovers because the Painter hadn’t felt love himself. So he had created this beautiful thing, the closest thing he could create to love. Two lovers who lay intimately experiencing the purest bliss in just each other’s presence. Maybe that’s what he was feeling right now. Pure bliss. 

 He felt like he was being sheltered against Yuuri’s skin, the world carrying on indifferent, and cold outside. He moved closer to him, kissing his neck softly. Yuuri let out a small huff of laughter, as he continued. " 

@evermoriver’s  Art Thief AU is my love and life (read here)