The kiss deepened; it spoke of promises, of apologies, of fear and relief. It might have lasted ten seconds or ten years; Don had no idea and he didn't care. He was kissing Charlie, warm, pliant Charlie, and Charlie was kissing him back, trying to crawl inside him, making all those sweet little noises he always made, rendered even sexier due to the fact that they had to stay as silent as possible, and Don could have stayed that way forever.
Wow. That's just...wow.
Great job, Mouse. Now, what can I possibly do to convince you to post "Tonight"? I can't wait to read it.
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Date: 2006-05-10 02:22 am (UTC)The kiss deepened; it spoke of promises, of apologies, of fear and relief. It might have lasted ten seconds or ten years; Don had no idea and he didn't care. He was kissing Charlie, warm, pliant Charlie, and Charlie was kissing him back, trying to crawl inside him, making all those sweet little noises he always made, rendered even sexier due to the fact that they had to stay as silent as possible, and Don could have stayed that way forever.
Wow. That's just...wow.
Great job, Mouse. Now, what can I possibly do to convince you to post "Tonight"? I can't wait to read it.