Exactly What I Need [NaNoRyRo 19]
Title: Exactly What I Need [NaNoRyRo 19]
Author: meiloslyther
Rating: R
Pairing: Randy!
POV: 3rd, omniscient
Summary: PWP, fluff.
Word Count: 118
Disclaimer: Entirely created from the recesses of my own diseased and fragmented brain case. This is what snorting word dust will do to you. :D Oh, and don't Google yourselves. Ever.
Beta: None.
Author Notes: aerogroupie's prompt, "Hormones in key. A slow whispered wet confession from our body heat."
'10 NaNoRyRo Masterlist
Andy presses Ryan against the mattress, his mouth attacking every inch of skin he can get to. When Ryan moans, it's one note, and Andy's is another; together a single chord, the most beautiful combination of notes imaginable. They've done this a hundred times, but this time feels more special. Maybe it's the weed, maybe it's the adrenaline rush from the show, neither of them cares.
Everything seems to be moving in half-time, slower than life itself.
"I love you," Andy whispers against Ryan's cheek, and nothing else exists in the world but them.
When Ryan breathes back, "I love you too," it sounds like a confession.
Like the end of something and the beginning of something else.
Author: meiloslyther
Rating: R
Pairing: Randy!
POV: 3rd, omniscient
Summary: PWP, fluff.
Word Count: 118
Disclaimer: Entirely created from the recesses of my own diseased and fragmented brain case. This is what snorting word dust will do to you. :D Oh, and don't Google yourselves. Ever.
Beta: None.
Author Notes: aerogroupie's prompt, "Hormones in key. A slow whispered wet confession from our body heat."
'10 NaNoRyRo Masterlist
Andy presses Ryan against the mattress, his mouth attacking every inch of skin he can get to. When Ryan moans, it's one note, and Andy's is another; together a single chord, the most beautiful combination of notes imaginable. They've done this a hundred times, but this time feels more special. Maybe it's the weed, maybe it's the adrenaline rush from the show, neither of them cares.
Everything seems to be moving in half-time, slower than life itself.
"I love you," Andy whispers against Ryan's cheek, and nothing else exists in the world but them.
When Ryan breathes back, "I love you too," it sounds like a confession.
Like the end of something and the beginning of something else.