FILL - Ignition (1)salmon_pinkFebruary 9 2012, 20:42:09 UTC
Connor doesn’t think he’s quite as naïve as people (Eddie) like to believe. Sure, there are certain aspects of the way the world works that he’s not especially knowledgeable about, but it’s not like he’s helpless.
Except right now, helpless is exactly how he feels.
Connor doesn’t have a lot of experience with kissing, but the way Tim’s mouth moves over his own is insistent, focused. Just the way Robin should kiss, although Connor’s never really thought about it before.
He has a feeling he’s not going to be able to stop thinking about it for a long time
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FILL - Ignition (2)salmon_pinkFebruary 9 2012, 20:43:26 UTC
He doesn’t really know if that’s a good noise or a warning to stop, only knows that it makes his hips buck up of their own accord. Trying to read Tim’s reactions isn’t helping, because he keeps getting lost in all the sounds Tim makes, so he’s just relying on instinct when he drops both hands to Tim’s ass and squeezes hard.
Tim throws his head back, top of his head brushing the Redbird’s ceiling, a high, reedy cry escaping him that seems to echo around the car’s interior. It burns Connor’s ears, breath catching in his chest, and his hands squeeze again, again, putting enough strength into it that he must be bruising Tim. But Tim only whines for it, hips rolling, bucking up into the air between their stomachs before pushing back into Connor’s grasp.
He should be doing more than this, should be doing better than this, but Connor doesn’t really know how. Not when Tim’s cries are beginning to mix into one long, hitching moan, not when his face is flushed almost as red as his tunic
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Except right now, helpless is exactly how he feels.
Connor doesn’t have a lot of experience with kissing, but the way Tim’s mouth moves over his own is insistent, focused. Just the way Robin should kiss, although Connor’s never really thought about it before.
He has a feeling he’s not going to be able to stop thinking about it for a long time ( ... )
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Tim throws his head back, top of his head brushing the Redbird’s ceiling, a high, reedy cry escaping him that seems to echo around the car’s interior. It burns Connor’s ears, breath catching in his chest, and his hands squeeze again, again, putting enough strength into it that he must be bruising Tim. But Tim only whines for it, hips rolling, bucking up into the air between their stomachs before pushing back into Connor’s grasp.
He should be doing more than this, should be doing better than this, but Connor doesn’t really know how. Not when Tim’s cries are beginning to mix into one long, hitching moan, not when his face is flushed almost as red as his tunic ( ... )
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Helpful link - http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Redheaded_slut
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I have a fill for you right here. It's more on the porny side of things, but I hope you enjoy it!
Rendezvous Right Quick @ Tumblr
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