Gacked from Becky
Post the first few lines from a fic you've yet to finish
It wasn't Peter's face. It wouldn't be Peter's face he saw when he opened his eyes and Nathan knew it. He left them closed, imagining how Peter would look, wide-eyed and intent. He could hear Peter's sighs amidst the sound of skin against skin.
It wasn't Peter's face. It wouldn't be Peter's face he saw when he opened his eyes and Nathan knew it. He left them closed, imagining how Peter would look, wide-eyed and intent. He could hear Peter's sighs amidst the sound of skin against skin.