<span style="font-family: 'Georgia'">Lucius didn't seem all that convinced about the legitimacy of their relationship. If nothing else, the man knew howi to deliver a penetrating gaze that directly conveyed scrutiny without uttering any words to that effect. Dexter understood then why Xavier needed a butter. He knew not whether the man disapproved of his son being with a man, if he tolerated it, or if he simply didn't care, but he seemed to be the sort of man who remained displeased with Xavier's life decisions in general.<br/>
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Whatever the case, Dexter remained unfazed, offering a parting smile and subdued nod as he departed, whereupon he settled back down next to Xavier, maintaining light contact with his leg. For the time being, he allowed the other man to dictate the level of closeness he desired, which was actually a good bit more than he had anticipated when accepting the job in the first place. Xavier was a touch frigid, quite reserved, yet Dexter felt a hand on his thigh and breath on his ear, as though they had developed a genuine sense of intimacy. He barely even had to lay it on thick with his client doing all the work.<br/>
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"I've had worse," he assured, grinning halfway. "I'll consider the reception a personal challenge."<br/>
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A hand moved to rest atop Xavier's as the ceremony began. The usual procession followed; flower girls, bridesmaids, groomsmen. A train of the couple's closest family and friends, all instructed to look happier to be there than they actually were, because really - who aside from the bride and groom actually wanted to be there? Regardless, the event was lovely, as was the bride, whose appearance in her glistening floor-length gown elicited Xavier's only genuine reaction that whole morning, for if nothing else, it was clear that he loved his sisters.<br/>
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The couple kissed,everyone applauded. The attendees stood as the newly wedded made their exit, and that was that. In all, it had taken just under an hour. Dexter clapped politely, watched the pair depart, reached to lay a hand on Xavier's lower back when he knew the man's family had turned to watch the bride. Nothing terribly conspicuous, but affectionate enough to convey a point.<br/>
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Leaning in, Dexter sought Xavier's ear, into which he murmured teasingly, "That could be us someday." He chuckled, his hand sliding to Xavier's hip and drawing him flush against his side. "Though I think you look far more appealing in that suit than you would in that dress." So said, he craned a bit lower, ghosting slightly parted lips over the crook of his neck. Xavier was far too much fun to mess with. Dexter thought it almost a shame that the man hadn't hired him for more <i>traditional</i> services, if only to see him with his guard down. The quiet ones were always more... <i>interesting </i>in that way.</span>