as though something rather detrimental to his wallet is happening in his kitchen. He enters cautiously, looking around. 'Hey.... What's up?' He asks, eyeing up the sketch pad.

would remind him that it was Gregory's idea in the first place! He hums, finishing up another arrangement. "Just seeing what I could do with this old place..." he smiles, offering him the sketchpad.

Moves to take a seat beside him, starting to flick through the sketches. He liked them all so far, finding them tasteful... And probably expensive to boot. He stops at one design in particular, nodding to_

Himself before he could catch it. He liked it apparently.

watches him, definitely noticing the nod and glancing at the page he was on with a little grin. Oh good, then he had an idea where to start.

Soon finishes looking at the sketches, smiling. 'Looks like you're having fun.... Which one were you thinking if?'

hums, flipping back through and pointing out the three he was most torn between, one of which was the one Gregory had smiled at.

Nods, looking at them all in earnest. He was definitely more inclined to the one he had liked best. It seemed more minimal... But then, Francis was definitely going to spend more time in the room because he_

Could actually cook. Unlike himself apparently, although he would protest it. 'I like this one,' he says flicking to his original favourite, 'Although I like the exposed brick in this design?'

hums in consideration, nodding. "Exposed brick is pretty nice... I can try and combine some of these too."

Nods, looking fairly pleased. 'I'm sure I will like whatever you do with the kitchen though.' He is trying to give Fancis free reign.

smiles happily with that. "Well thank you cher~" he hums, tugging Gregory down for a kiss.

Kisses him back happily, smiling and somewhat ruining the kiss. He pulls back, looking Francis in the eyes. ~~I love you.~~

laughs a little as Gregory 'ruins' it, smiling up at him. ~I love you too~~

Presses a chaste kiss to his lips, looking fairly content with life at the moment. If the goofy grin was anything to go by, 'Have you thought about the rest of the house?'

chuckles softly at the goofy grin, kissing him back. "Hmm... a little but about the living room, an if you gave me a day I'd probably have a bunch of sketches for the bathrooms too...."

tries to not estimate rough prices for each room. 'I look forward to seeing them when you're done.' He trusted Francis' sense of style, and hoped he Atleast had some sense of budgeting.

laughs, knowing he was probably thinking about that. "Do you have proposed budgets?" he asks, wrapping his arms around Gregory's waist.

hums, 'No importing furniture from France...' That should keep the budget somewhat in order? '.... What were you thinking?'

laughs at that rule, humming a bit. He rattles off a few higher-end ranges for each of the rooms, looking up for approval.

Looks like he's about to die. 'That much?'

hums softly, smiling up at him. "Too much?"

he's being evil with that price.... 'Well... I mean, we are in a recession.' He looks about ready to give in though.

laughs softly. "I can try to lower it by a little then..." he hums, planning to give Greg a bit of a break and surprise him with the lower cost after.

Looks somewhat relieved, leaning down to steal a kiss. '

'Thank you.'

chuckles softly, kissing him back. "I'll try not to be too mean."

Nods, 'I appreciate the effort.' He nudges his nose against Francis, smiling slightly.

smiles, standing to hold him more comfortably and nudging him back gently. "Oh good."

Wraps his arms around him, pressing him against the counter. 'You probably shouldn't get marble worktops...'

hums as he's pressed back grinning at him as he slides his arms around his shoulders as well. "No? What do you have against marble~?" he teases, though he wouldn't choose marble regardless.

Grins, 'I don't want you to be cold when I fuck you against the counter.'

laughs at that, stealing a kiss. "Oh, how thoughtful of you, mon chou~" he teases, nipping at his lip.

Chases after his lips, pulling him in for a longer kiss.

smiles against his lips, kissing him slowly and sensually.

Flushes with the kiss, hands settling on the counter on either side of Francis. When he does pull back for air, it's with a smile on his face. 'Maybe we should go to the bedroom and you can go over the plans_

For that.'

hums softly, smiling back st him and running a hand through Gregory's hair. "Mm, perhaps that would be a good idea," he grins.

Grins back, moving into Francis' affectionate touch. 'We can tart with the bed and go from there.'

chuckles at that, pulling him in for another deep, quick kiss. "Sounds a perfect plan to me~" he agrees, slipping around Gregory and taking his hand to head towards the bedroom.

Let's himself be led to the bedroom, enjoying the view of Francis' arse as they go up the stairs.

figured he would, grinning as he tugs Gregory into a graceful dance turn once they hit the bedroom before tugging him down on top of himself as they fall to the bed, obviously in good spirits today.

Falters with the graceful move, although he stops himself from ruining it for the other. He looks over the other with a smirk, leaning in to catch his lips in a heated embrace. He can tell the other

particularly happy today and it makes his heart swell. 'I want to make you happy like this everyday, for a long time Francis,' he confesses, a hand coming up

To curl in his hair.

laughs, having expected Gregory's falter anyways. He grins in return at the smirk, kissing him back passionately and wrapping his legs around his hips ot keep him close, hands coming up to cup

his cheeks. He smiles softly as Gregory says such a lovely thing, stealing another quick kiss. "That would be like living in a dream," he hums happily.

Sighs happily, stealing another quick kiss. 'Maybe one day it will happen.' He turns to press a kiss to the palm of Francis hand, 'Until then, I'll take it one day at a time.'

smiles, kissing him back and unable to help but blush at the sweet kiss to his palm. "One day at a time sounds good to me..." he murmurs softly.

soon kissing him, taking it slow as he gradually builds up to the intensity of before. His hand find's Francis' his fingerfs threading through the digits.

hums happily, kissing him back and following with his leisurely pace. He groans softly as the intensity increases though, tangling his fingers with Gregory and letting them rest on either side of his head.

rubs the back of Francis' hand with his thumb. He starts to grind down on the other, moaning lowly at the friction it causes.

smiles against the kiss with the gentle touch, though he gasps and moans as Gregory grinds down against him like that, hips bucking into the friction as well.

tightens his hold on Francis' hand as he breaks the kiss, gasping for air as his grinding becomes more focused. He breaths against Francis' lips, eyebrows furrowed and eyes shut as he concentrates on the_

sensation.

gasps as Gregory pins his hands down tighter, groaning and rolling his hips up to meet the friction. He pants softly as Greg continues, stealing short kisses and nipping at his lips.

Gasps and groans with the attention, soon letting go of Francis hands. He sits up, hands flattering with Francis' trousers as his desire to be closely connected to the other grows.

lets his hands go, smiling as Gregory fumbles with his pants and reaching up to distract him instead with sweet touches and brushing his hair back, though he rolls his hips into the hands on him.

Looks up to his face, a small smile on his face. 'You're distracting me.'

laughs a little, continuing the little touches. "No I'm not~ I'm admiring with my fingers."

Hums, not quite believing him. He finally undoes his trousers, urging his hips up so that he can undo them.

chuckles gently at the doubting look, arching his hips with the urging, reaching up to bury his hand in Greg's hair.

Tugs the trousers off before climbing back ontop of him, hands trailing up his legs on the way. He straddles his thighs, hands splaying over Francis' torso before moving down.

groans softly with the hands trailing over his skin like that, squirming a little and watching Greg with a smile. He slides his own hands up Greg's thighs too, squeezing gently.