“Holy flying cow!”

Ryan woke to Stephen’s cry and the slight panicked tone made him jump out of bed, not bothering with clothes. He ran out into the kitchen, expecting a bloodbath, but all he found was Stephen staring out of the window with a shocked-terrified expression.

“Rabbits…”

“Tell me you didn’t wake me just because of that.”

But when he ( Read more... )

“How long this time?” Helen asked, sprawled half on top of Becker, still wrapped in the slowness of post-orgasmic haze.

“Not much longer,” he said silently, instinctively pulling Helen closer to his body and to his surprise she didn’t protest this time just let out an undecipherable “Mm” as a reply, which made Becker’s heart jump just a little ( Read more... )