Wake me up before you go, go
Date: March 2006
Characters: Ford, Ares
Summary: Alex goes to sleep; Ford wakes up
Status: IP
Closed
Ford stirred, the light hitting his face at an odd angle, not wanting to move. He sighed, another day gone, feeling rested - but strange. His ass was hurting, only a little bit, like he had fallen. Like he was sore from falling. He didn't usually go to sleep naked but he wasn't surprised that he had. Maybe he had drank himself into a stupor again. Shaking his head he turned over, realizing there was an arm across his body.
Uh - what?
His hand found the arm, touching it as if some foreign object was making contact with him. He then moved it - like a branch that had fallen on his body, rubbing his eyes and sitting up, finally opening them.
He was rugged. Older. Attractive. He tilted his head, looking for signs of his clothing - and the other man's. But he only saw something that looked outdated. He realized what must have happened. This hadn't been the first time he had woken up with Alex' latest conquest. Shaking his head he slid off the edge of the bed, taking a moment to yawn and rub his eyes again.
Had Alex been to some kind of a costume party? Who the hell was this guy?
Characters: Ford, Ares
Summary: Alex goes to sleep; Ford wakes up
Status: IP
Closed
Ford stirred, the light hitting his face at an odd angle, not wanting to move. He sighed, another day gone, feeling rested - but strange. His ass was hurting, only a little bit, like he had fallen. Like he was sore from falling. He didn't usually go to sleep naked but he wasn't surprised that he had. Maybe he had drank himself into a stupor again. Shaking his head he turned over, realizing there was an arm across his body.
Uh - what?
His hand found the arm, touching it as if some foreign object was making contact with him. He then moved it - like a branch that had fallen on his body, rubbing his eyes and sitting up, finally opening them.
He was rugged. Older. Attractive. He tilted his head, looking for signs of his clothing - and the other man's. But he only saw something that looked outdated. He realized what must have happened. This hadn't been the first time he had woken up with Alex' latest conquest. Shaking his head he slid off the edge of the bed, taking a moment to yawn and rub his eyes again.
Had Alex been to some kind of a costume party? Who the hell was this guy?