Certain Nights

[thosewerepearls]

Sonny’s pulse beats hard and wet against his neck, chest rises softly and his eyes stare blindly up at the ceiling. You turn onto your stomach and for a moment, rest your face on your clenched fists, take a deep breath and then risk looking up again. Sonny’s wedding band catches the light coming in from the moon. There is no traffic outside; there’

Comments

[hollycomb]

I really like the intimacy and yet restraint of this. That is exactly how Sonny would be, wanting to give up something up but not quite allowing himself to do it. I especially liked this:

“Bastard, not that,” he growls, nipping you a bit harder than is necessary on your lips. “You’re just mine, I suppose.”

Only Sonny can be so sweet and such a jerk at the same time. ;)

I'm so glad you're writing this pairing, too!! Welcome to our tiny fandom. :))

[thosewerepearls]

They are both such great, wonderful characters are the relationship is so absolutely singular that I don't understand why we're alone in such a tiny fandom.

Oh well, I suppose we just have to convert people, huh?

[cynicalpenpen]

it's so well written,love this feeling between sonny and tom.
i think they just belong together,but in their position,love is the word they can never really say it out…