David Tennant/John Simm, say my namesuper_six_oneJanuary 29 2008, 05:21:13 UTC
Another late night, a trailer with no lights on, a bottle of cheap whisky, and it’s not at all the way things are supposed to go. It’s not, it’s not, it’s just not.
With deft fingers, he unzips trousers, nuzzling where thigh gives way to the heat of blood-red skin. His heart skips a beat, and he risks a glance up, barely able to make out a face in the poor light. He’s never done this before, and by the look on the other man’s face, he’s made that fairly obvious.
Fingers roughly work their way through his hair, tugging hard on short locks before fingernails scrape over his scalp. Digging, scratching, and a hand is grasping him by the scruff of his neck and pulling him up off his knees.
Breath hot on his cheek, and a voice that sounds so cruel in the darkness. "Say my name."
Re: David Tennant/John Simm, say my namesuper_six_oneFebruary 5 2008, 06:32:09 UTC
Thanks for reading! And you want to add this little ditty to a rec list? That's so cool. I can repost it to my journal if that'd be easiest. I'll do it right now.
Oh, and I hadn't planned on continuing this, but I have been slowly working on another DJ rps. :)
Re: David Tennant/John Simm, say my namesam42February 5 2008, 06:54:32 UTC
Woo! Added here. That's my Doctor/Master rec list, but it has a David/John section at the bottom. I'm hoping more good fics emerge...then I'll end up making a separate rec list for them.
Sigh, Yankees. I'm not a big sports fan, but I always watch the post season if they're in it.
Another late night, a trailer with no lights on, a bottle of cheap whisky, and it’s not at all the way things are supposed to go. It’s not, it’s not, it’s just not.
With deft fingers, he unzips trousers, nuzzling where thigh gives way to the heat of blood-red skin. His heart skips a beat, and he risks a glance up, barely able to make out a face in the poor light. He’s never done this before, and by the look on the other man’s face, he’s made that fairly obvious.
Fingers roughly work their way through his hair, tugging hard on short locks before fingernails scrape over his scalp. Digging, scratching, and a hand is grasping him by the scruff of his neck and pulling him up off his knees.
Breath hot on his cheek, and a voice that sounds so cruel in the darkness. "Say my name."
"David."
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I want to add this to my rec list; shall I just link to this thread or are you reposting this anywhere?
You should continue this.
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Oh, and I hadn't planned on continuing this, but I have been slowly working on another DJ rps. :)
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There needs to be more David/John rps in the world. Yes. There needs to be.
Also, we both live in NYC and were born in 1987! /randomness
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And YES THERE DOES need to be more D/J rps in this world. I shall do my best to help. Yes yes.
And hehe, what a coincidence! I don't live in NY anymore, but I was born there and my Yankee pride, it will never leave me. :D
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Sigh, Yankees. I'm not a big sports fan, but I always watch the post season if they're in it.
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