Líbranos del Mal [2/2]
anonymous
December 14 2009, 23:13:09 UTC
Spain didn’t respond. For some reason, Romano had expected him to.
Their clothing is still on, and as uncomfortable as it is, Romano prayed that Spain wouldn’t try to take their clothing off. If he came, fully clothed, perhaps he would he more easily forgiven. He would have touched another man, but not completely. Not touching his skin.
But he wanted so badly to touch skin. The clothing was so uncomfortable. It was making everything more tight and suffocating.
He couldn’t stop the groans then, his erection was grinding too tightly against Spain’s. He hated Spain for being so silent, for being composed even while he was being so bad, so sinful. Romano was a mess, making those awful noises and arching his back, like a whore. And Spain had made him like that
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anonymous
December 15 2009, 00:51:41 UTC
Aw, I hope you liked it, even if it hit close to home. I had issues with my sexuality thanks to Catholicism as well, so I think a lot of my personal experiences/issues kind of made their way into this fill.
Re: Líbranos del Mal [2/2]
anonymous
December 15 2009, 07:03:53 UTC
I'm the OP anon of the earlier request that was linked to in response to the request you filled, and I can say - this was not what I was expecting. It was better.
I was expecting something interesting, cute, maybe thoughtful, probably a little erotic. What I got was guilt and angst and desire, and how the conflict of desire and religion can ruin what should be an experience full of joy. How the head can ruin what's in the heart.
I especially like how he's at once disgusted by his own reactions of desire - and yet, he must want badly enough to keep going; he must find his own desire pleasurable in some way. But the best part? Is how he and Spain are together - not just physically, but in their shame as well.
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Their clothing is still on, and as uncomfortable as it is, Romano prayed that Spain wouldn’t try to take their clothing off. If he came, fully clothed, perhaps he would he more easily forgiven. He would have touched another man, but not completely. Not touching his skin.
But he wanted so badly to touch skin. The clothing was so uncomfortable. It was making everything more tight and suffocating.
He couldn’t stop the groans then, his erection was grinding too tightly against Spain’s. He hated Spain for being so silent, for being composed even while he was being so bad, so sinful. Romano was a mess, making those awful noises and arching his back, like a whore. And Spain had made him like that ( ... )
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you just hit so many of my kinks, anon, omg. <33333
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excuse me while I go huddle in my corner of woe for a while.
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I was expecting something interesting, cute, maybe thoughtful, probably a little erotic. What I got was guilt and angst and desire, and how the conflict of desire and religion can ruin what should be an experience full of joy. How the head can ruin what's in the heart.
I especially like how he's at once disgusted by his own reactions of desire - and yet, he must want badly enough to keep going; he must find his own desire pleasurable in some way. But the best part? Is how he and Spain are together - not just physically, but in their shame as well.
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BRB. KILLING VATICAN CITY.
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