Friday Free-For-All

Jul 22, 2011 09:57

And here we are, another week survived and another Friday Free For All so we are going to go nuts and prompt whatever the hell we want... the only limit is your imagination! Just remember to follow the rules ( Read more... )

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mutedbyfear August 23 2011, 18:41:54 UTC
The Viper Room was rocking that night

“Your jeans are ripped Steve”

“You never had a problem with that before Kane, what are you? The fashion police?”

“It’s just the rip is kinda in a, I dunno, a delicate place. You could give a guy a heart attack”

Steves eyebrows had raised at that point “A guy? Or a girl?”

“A girl, I meant a girl” Christian had stuttered

But it had been enough to set Steve wondering, he’d thought that Christian was untouchable but maybe this was worth exploring.

An hour and several Jacks later he knew it was worth exploring as he pushed Christian up against the wall in the alleyway, hands threaded in to his hair, his tongue running across Christians lips. Christian for his part had his hands inside the ripped jeans that had started all this and was making small whimpering noises as Steves tongue began to part his lips and probe his mouth.

“I think we need to take this somewhere a little more private, don’t you Christian”

“I thought you’d never ask Steve…..”

And so began the rollercoaster ride of their relationship….

It was incredible that the memory of that night could melt his resolve in one fell swoop but it had and a moment of clarity hit him. Why the hell was he letting Christian walk away over his own stubbornness? God he was stupid…..

Picking up his phone he dialled Christians number - he didn’t think he’d pick up but he could at least leave a message

“Hey, I was expecting your voicemail…. Yeah I am, I’m so fucking sorry… I’m sorry for kissing him, I’m sorry for being an ass, I’m just sorry……Come home, please…. Well I was packing and I saw the jeans….. yeah those jeans……………the ripped ones…. It made me think about what we have…… I love you too darlin’……….. no I’m not going anywhere……….. I’ll be waiting for you….”

He hadn’t worn those jeans in years but when Christian got home later he’d be wearing nothing but them…………..

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