HT100 Challenge #69: The word for today is ... encroachment
Lockdown fic; Toby's first time on top -- or almost. And, of course, over the word limit.
~Step by Step~
Stretched out on his belly, head resting on folded arms, Chris gave every appearance of contented repose. Toby wasn't sure he believed it. Reaching out to touch, stroking that smooth back, feeling muscles knotted with tension, confirmed his suspicions.
"Chris..." A sigh. "We don't have to do this." He wanted it, bad -- but not like this. Dark, revenge-fueled fantasies had danced through his head. Now that memory appalled him. Everything between them may have started as encroachment ... but that ended here.
"Toby -- do it, I want you to."
"Oh, I can tell that."
"Beech--"
"Shh." Maybe... Toby kissed him, kissed his body, told him this was love with every touch, and hoped it was enough.
~end~
Edited to correct the numbering.*blush*
~Step by Step~
Stretched out on his belly, head resting on folded arms, Chris gave every appearance of contented repose. Toby wasn't sure he believed it. Reaching out to touch, stroking that smooth back, feeling muscles knotted with tension, confirmed his suspicions.
"Chris..." A sigh. "We don't have to do this." He wanted it, bad -- but not like this. Dark, revenge-fueled fantasies had danced through his head. Now that memory appalled him. Everything between them may have started as encroachment ... but that ended here.
"Toby -- do it, I want you to."
"Oh, I can tell that."
"Beech--"
"Shh." Maybe... Toby kissed him, kissed his body, told him this was love with every touch, and hoped it was enough.
~end~
Edited to correct the numbering.*blush*