Drabble: The Quiet After the Storm (SB/OB, PG-13)
Title: The Quiet After the Storm
Author: jenmstar
E-mail: jenstar2421@yahoo.com
Pairing: SB/OB
Rating: PG-13 (for hints of a sub/dom relationship)
Archive: northern_softy orlandoslash fellow_shippers bean_squee troy_rps
Disclaimer: This is all fiction.
Beta: None. Please let me know if you find any mistakes.
Notes: 1)Hey everyone... I'M BACK! Okay, well, I wrote this ages ago and am just now typing it up, but still, it's a start, yeah? I'm sorry that I've left fic writing for so long but I promise not to get so wrapped up in RPG that I can't find my way out again because I need THIS too!
2) Sub!Sean and Dom!Orli again.
3)No, I don't know what happened. They didn't tell me.
Sean whimpered as he laid down on the bed. The room was cool and the sheets were silk and they should have felt good against his bruised skin, but the room was quiet except for the hum of the air-conditioner and Sean had conditioned himself to fall asleep only to the sound of Orlando's breath, so he shifted on the bed and cried out in pain and loneliness.
Outside the room, Orlando sat with his back against the door, his head in his hand, silent tears streaming down his face, listening to the sounds from within.
Author: jenmstar
E-mail: jenstar2421@yahoo.com
Pairing: SB/OB
Rating: PG-13 (for hints of a sub/dom relationship)
Archive: northern_softy orlandoslash fellow_shippers bean_squee troy_rps
Disclaimer: This is all fiction.
Beta: None. Please let me know if you find any mistakes.
Notes: 1)Hey everyone... I'M BACK! Okay, well, I wrote this ages ago and am just now typing it up, but still, it's a start, yeah? I'm sorry that I've left fic writing for so long but I promise not to get so wrapped up in RPG that I can't find my way out again because I need THIS too!
2) Sub!Sean and Dom!Orli again.
3)No, I don't know what happened. They didn't tell me.
Sean whimpered as he laid down on the bed. The room was cool and the sheets were silk and they should have felt good against his bruised skin, but the room was quiet except for the hum of the air-conditioner and Sean had conditioned himself to fall asleep only to the sound of Orlando's breath, so he shifted on the bed and cried out in pain and loneliness.
Outside the room, Orlando sat with his back against the door, his head in his hand, silent tears streaming down his face, listening to the sounds from within.