Lost and Found Again: Nuke Drabble: Let Me Count The Ways
I was perusing through my fanfic folder on my comp and ran across this drabble that I had written and totally forgotten about.
It's nothing huge or special, but I thought it was kinda cute, so I figured I would share it here.
This was originally written on July 16th! Hehe.
Title: Let Me Count the Ways
Characters: Luke/Noah
Rating: PG
Genre: Romance
Disclaimer: Do not own. Only play around with.
Summary: Noah counts some of the ways he loves Luke.
The things I love about Luke Snyder? Let me count the ways.
One small smile that curled the corners of his mouth in the early morning, when we opened our eyes and found ourselves facing one another.
Two warm hands on my face, smoothing over my skin, his thumb trailing over my bottom lip, beckoning.
Three small kisses placed on my mouth, his warm brown eyes peeking out from under his lids, daring me to do the same.
Four seconds until I pulled him closer to me, my chest pressing against his, my arms locking behind his shoulder blades.
Five quiet moans as my mouth traveled from his lips to his jaw line, and then up to tease his waiting earlobe.
Six glances of his feet against mine, his warm skin rubbing suggestively against my ankles, toes sneaking underneath the hem at the bottom of my pajama pants.
Seven small nibbles of his soft flesh, first at his earlobe, then progressing to the space of skin behind it, teasing it with my tongue, pushing my lips against him.
Eight determined wrinkles in my shirt, brought forth by his strong hands, gripping my biceps, then gliding over my shoulders to grab at my back.
Nine entire minutes of his glorious body flush against mine, his hands threading through my hair, his mouth hot and accepting, those magnificent brown eyes still fluttering open at me.
Ten o’clock in the morning on a Tuesday, with no one around us to interrupt, no one around us to hinder our actions, no one around us to shoot disapproving looks.
I could keep going, but something tells me you haven’t got an entire hour. Luckily for me, I have nothing planned for the day.
So I think I’ll go back to Luke now, and save more counting for another time. You can’t really blame me, right?
~G
It's nothing huge or special, but I thought it was kinda cute, so I figured I would share it here.
This was originally written on July 16th! Hehe.
Title: Let Me Count the Ways
Characters: Luke/Noah
Rating: PG
Genre: Romance
Disclaimer: Do not own. Only play around with.
Summary: Noah counts some of the ways he loves Luke.
The things I love about Luke Snyder? Let me count the ways.
One small smile that curled the corners of his mouth in the early morning, when we opened our eyes and found ourselves facing one another.
Two warm hands on my face, smoothing over my skin, his thumb trailing over my bottom lip, beckoning.
Three small kisses placed on my mouth, his warm brown eyes peeking out from under his lids, daring me to do the same.
Four seconds until I pulled him closer to me, my chest pressing against his, my arms locking behind his shoulder blades.
Five quiet moans as my mouth traveled from his lips to his jaw line, and then up to tease his waiting earlobe.
Six glances of his feet against mine, his warm skin rubbing suggestively against my ankles, toes sneaking underneath the hem at the bottom of my pajama pants.
Seven small nibbles of his soft flesh, first at his earlobe, then progressing to the space of skin behind it, teasing it with my tongue, pushing my lips against him.
Eight determined wrinkles in my shirt, brought forth by his strong hands, gripping my biceps, then gliding over my shoulders to grab at my back.
Nine entire minutes of his glorious body flush against mine, his hands threading through my hair, his mouth hot and accepting, those magnificent brown eyes still fluttering open at me.
Ten o’clock in the morning on a Tuesday, with no one around us to interrupt, no one around us to hinder our actions, no one around us to shoot disapproving looks.
I could keep going, but something tells me you haven’t got an entire hour. Luckily for me, I have nothing planned for the day.
So I think I’ll go back to Luke now, and save more counting for another time. You can’t really blame me, right?
~G