Happy Birthday Me!!!
It's my party! I can buy smut if I want too! Smut if I want to!
*continues to massacre a beloved Chimpmonkettes song*
It's my 19th birthday! *woots*
And as promised- the Christmas/birthday/anniversary ficlet.
Title: Lover
Author: vadalia
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Original James/Tyler
Notes: What can I say? My mom liked it ^_^
James adores his lover. Every part of him.
Tyler always wears white ankle-high socks, even to bed. When he can’t sleep, his left foot thumps furiously under the cover. James thinks it’s cute and ever since they first moved in together, he’s stayed awake long into the night to hear it- like a muffled heartbeat.
His legs are long and smooth because Tyler is more at home in the water than on land and has turned his love of it into a career in swimming. James enjoys nothing more than to look into the crystal blue pool they have in their backyard and see a glimpse of pale skin flash on the surface of the water like the sun itself.
Tyler’s stomach and chest makes James ache. He lives to touch them- whether kissing slowly downwards, on his way to more dangerous territory, or sneaking up behind his living god, doing the dishes, to wrap him in arms that have missed him unimaginably.
James is left speechless by Tyler hands. They’re beautiful and fragile. He’s seen them create life- mold the formless into art. And he knows they’re powerful. They have left him helpless time after time.
James’ own hands have caressed Tyler’s neck. The man’s ticklish there and shivers deliciously while never quite managing to tell his lover to stop. James thinks this might be favorite spot to linger on- it’s tender and playful.
And that leaves only Tyler himself. Lips, nose, ears, eyes. They sparkle and bite and create something that James know he’s blessed to have and will never, ever let go.
James loves every part of his lover.
And this probably explains why, when the police took Tyler, piece by piece, out of the freezer to be buried proper and honorably- James got very upset.
*continues to massacre a beloved Chimpmonkettes song*
It's my 19th birthday! *woots*
And as promised- the Christmas/birthday/anniversary ficlet.
Title: Lover
Author: vadalia
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Original James/Tyler
Notes: What can I say? My mom liked it ^_^
James adores his lover. Every part of him.
Tyler always wears white ankle-high socks, even to bed. When he can’t sleep, his left foot thumps furiously under the cover. James thinks it’s cute and ever since they first moved in together, he’s stayed awake long into the night to hear it- like a muffled heartbeat.
His legs are long and smooth because Tyler is more at home in the water than on land and has turned his love of it into a career in swimming. James enjoys nothing more than to look into the crystal blue pool they have in their backyard and see a glimpse of pale skin flash on the surface of the water like the sun itself.
Tyler’s stomach and chest makes James ache. He lives to touch them- whether kissing slowly downwards, on his way to more dangerous territory, or sneaking up behind his living god, doing the dishes, to wrap him in arms that have missed him unimaginably.
James is left speechless by Tyler hands. They’re beautiful and fragile. He’s seen them create life- mold the formless into art. And he knows they’re powerful. They have left him helpless time after time.
James’ own hands have caressed Tyler’s neck. The man’s ticklish there and shivers deliciously while never quite managing to tell his lover to stop. James thinks this might be favorite spot to linger on- it’s tender and playful.
And that leaves only Tyler himself. Lips, nose, ears, eyes. They sparkle and bite and create something that James know he’s blessed to have and will never, ever let go.
James loves every part of his lover.
And this probably explains why, when the police took Tyler, piece by piece, out of the freezer to be buried proper and honorably- James got very upset.