She can shift, she can sway, and bend like a willow

[syl_thorn]

Head's killin' me. Fuckin' throbbin' s'damn hard can't b'lieve act'ally managed t'sleep. Too damn much t'drink las' night pretty damn clearly. Leas's nice'n dim in'ere, 'n th'bed's good'n warm

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[syl_thorn]

Dunno'f'e re'lizes 'm glad. Been a while since I hadda boyfriend...gotta 'dmit, whenI shack up wit' somebody 's us'ally a chick. If'n I want cock 's easy 'nough t'find it ferra night'r two, 'n don't find too many fellas I like well 'nough t'keep 'round after I get m'itch scratched. An'I ain't never tried'is b'fore, shackin' up witta friend. Given how much time Tez'n me spend t'gether don't think it'll change us much. Jes' means we's guaranteed sex when we head out t'gether, an' we get t'make out wit' each other in alleys steada onovvus standin' guard fer th'other t'make sure nothin' gets ugly.

Tez comes over'n sits wit' me, cups m'face innis hands. Known'im since I joined up, me a skinny kid too scared 'lettit shjow, jes' desp'rate t'get th'hell outta that town. Woulda fucked ev'ry man on th'Midway if they'd promised t'let me tag along. 'member first time I talked t'him really, was seventeen, jes' fig'rin' out th'witch still, still workin' th'kootch line t'pay th'bills. Came up t'him, still all done up innis pretty magician's robes, bummed a cig off'im. An' somehow we got t'talkin'.

Lay both m'hands over'is an' lean in t'kiss'im.

[tezcatl_ipoca]

Fuck, I like the way she kisses. Hands on mine and lips firm, determined; not much soft and nothing yielding about Syl. Feel my dick stir a bit when I open my mouth under hers, let her tongue in. Glad I followed her, really am.

[syl_thorn]

Nice kiss. Long, warm...nice. Ain't kissed nobody likat inna long, long while. An' when we break it Tez's smilin' at me. Ain't sure've ever seenim smile quite like'at. Kiss'im again, jes' quick onnis mouth.

"Now. Lemme finish m'work." I says, light 'n teasin'. Temptin' azzitis t'jes' pullim inta bed, I'll never get any work done if'n we get started again. "Can pick'is up t'night, yeah?"

An', oh, hell, suddenly I'm really lookin' forward t'nightfall.

[tezcatl_ipoca]

"Can pick'is up t'night, yeah?"

Sit back and just watch her work, morning light slanting in the window, her hands deft and strong. Working hands, like I said, lovely as they move. Pass her things she asks for from time to time, but mostly I just sit, both of us companionably quiet.

Maybe it's going to work out after all.