"This is why you didn't tell me, isn't it," John said.

Salazar leans over him, brushing back long black hair, and kisses him. It’s tauntingly light, just the tip of his tongue teasing Godric’s as his lips slant across Godric’s mouth. “Why don’t I help you with that?” he murmurs, and his grey eyes are wicked. “There's a new spell I’d like you to help me test.”

There were a lot of wedding gifts, oddly enough, although they weren't all meant in exactly the same spirit.