HT100 Flashfic Challenge #94 - Uniform: Stain
A drabble about a stain. Sean/Tim.
Sean Murphy wakes up and puts on his uniform. No, that’s not how it goes.
Sean wakes up with a headache and finds Tim in his bed.
Oh.
They played cards, and then he fucked Tim.
It was good, greedy mouths and cocks colliding, and then they went to bed.
They couldn’t stop touching, not even when they fell asleep in each other’s arms.
Sean’s uniform lies on the floor, a vivid semen stain on it.
Oh.
Sean sighs, and tries to wash it out.
He has a spare in Oz, but that had a mustard stain that Claire Howell teased him about.
Oh well.
It will have to do.
Tim wakes up and Sean forgets to be mad.
Sean Murphy wakes up and puts on his uniform. No, that’s not how it goes.
Sean wakes up with a headache and finds Tim in his bed.
Oh.
They played cards, and then he fucked Tim.
It was good, greedy mouths and cocks colliding, and then they went to bed.
They couldn’t stop touching, not even when they fell asleep in each other’s arms.
Sean’s uniform lies on the floor, a vivid semen stain on it.
Oh.
Sean sighs, and tries to wash it out.
He has a spare in Oz, but that had a mustard stain that Claire Howell teased him about.
Oh well.
It will have to do.
Tim wakes up and Sean forgets to be mad.