here be gratuitous sex (closed to Derek and NSFW)

May 18, 2009 16:09

[ooc: wherein the muns drown their cancellation sorrow in explicit smut]

A fight was a fight and a make-up was a make-up and none of it really mattered in the long run.

Except that since the fight and the make-up, there hadn't been any ... well make up. Of the wink-wink kind.

It'd been four days.

Four days was an eternity, really.

John came in from work and shut (and locked) the door behind himself as he kicked off his shoes. He stared at Derek as he walked over to him. And he was still staring at him right up to where he cupped his face and kissed him, hard, tongue pressing into his mouth without asking permission or making apology.
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