TOWARD THE TERRA KINK MEME

May 31, 2010 15:19

★ Toward the Terra Kink Meme ★

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Confidante anonymous June 2 2010, 23:33:46 UTC
So the thing was, back in school, Jomy hadn't had much time to think about girls. There were sports and friends, and the adulthood exam, and the future he had dreamed about. A pilot, a circus trainer, even a computer scientist, all these Jomy had thought about as assigned careers and smiled wryly at, but never had he thought he'd end up Soldier.

The problem was, even though his head was crammed full of Blue's memories, lives lived and knowledge far beyond his years, his body didn't seem to get the message. He woke up a few times, gasping underneath stuffy sheets, sweat pouring around his temples in his dimly lit chamber which was small and comforting, and nothing like the lonely mausoleum that made Jomy frown when he thought of the person sleeping in it. But not dead. No, not dead at all.

There were pieces in those dreams, those wet, bright, heated, awkward dreams that left Jomy’s heart pounding in his ears. Pieces of soft eyes, and a gentle but resolute voice, the mere touching of fingertips to fingertips. And then there would be more touching and shallow breathing, sweat turning light silver hair into gray and a smile on lips that touched his. But more that that, it was the sense of completeness when he melded feelings with him, feeling his partner’s joy and his own joy echoing against each other like the plucks of tightly wounded strings on a violin and he’d gasp and struggle to articulate just how good this was and so good he was so good and so perfectly g-

The first time Jomy dreamt those dreams, no one on board the ship had been able to look at him the next morning except for a few kids who crowded around him in the cafeteria and cocked their head to the side as if they were scrutinizing a strange specimen. Harley came by and herded them away, grumbling about having to put procreation early into the education curriculum. The second time, a few people glanced his way with blushing faces and the third time, they did a little bit of leering. The dreams happened quite frequently. During one month, one of the ship’s engines failed and Jomy had been up, running around and helping (he’d gotten the highest marks in engineering in school and might have ended up a pilot after all, if he hadn’t been born Mu) so that when he finally went to bed he slept without dreaming. Strangely, he had gotten a few disappointed looks the next day.

“It’s because they’re voyeurs.”

Jomy startled and looked at his previously silent companion, from the hand which he still held, up into opened carnelian eyes. Even tired and weary, they were amused and looking at Jomy as if he were the world. Jomy leaned down and pressed his forehead against Blue’s shoulder and began to laugh, in relief and happiness.

Well, he supposed he could deal with a Dear Diary that talked back to him from now on.

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Re: Confidante anonymous June 11 2010, 20:29:44 UTC
“It’s because they’re voyeurs.”

I nearly spat out my drink from laughing at that line. XDD Mu thought waves just got naughty...

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Re: Confidante anonymous September 14 2010, 04:03:51 UTC
I'm glad everyone was in good humor about it...I would have died from embarrassment!

This was fun and sexy, yum~

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