Fic: Scars (Original)
Title: Scars
Author: kaylashay81
Rating: FR21
Disclaimer: All characters are of my own creation.
Genre: M/M Slash
Word Count: 200
Written For: tictactales based on my tile; Prompts: T-Shirt, Insecurity, Rasp
Crossposted: tictactales
Summary: Even though he longed for more, his insecurities held him back.He groaned as the rasp of stubble sounded across the skin of his leg. Then he bucked his hips into the air as a warm mouth sucked in the head of his cock. The sensations across the lower half of his body were amazing and he longed to feel it everywhere across his skin. But he couldn't give into that longing. Never again.
A hand was tapping his hip and he realized the ministrations across his cock had ceased. He looked down and saw brown eyes staring back in concern.
"You with me?" the husky voice said.
"Yeah. Just got caught up. Want so much more. Want to feel you everywhere, but…"
"We'll get there. One step at a time."
Then a hand was rubbing over the cotton t-shirt that was still covering the upper half of his body; the part of his body that was scarred for life, both front and back. He tensed and the hand stopped.
"One day you'll believe me when I tell you that I don't care what the outside of your skin looks like. It's the inside that matters to me."
He moved his own hand until it covered his partner's over his chest.
Author: kaylashay81
Rating: FR21
Disclaimer: All characters are of my own creation.
Genre: M/M Slash
Word Count: 200
Written For: tictactales based on my tile; Prompts: T-Shirt, Insecurity, Rasp
Crossposted: tictactales
Summary: Even though he longed for more, his insecurities held him back.He groaned as the rasp of stubble sounded across the skin of his leg. Then he bucked his hips into the air as a warm mouth sucked in the head of his cock. The sensations across the lower half of his body were amazing and he longed to feel it everywhere across his skin. But he couldn't give into that longing. Never again.
A hand was tapping his hip and he realized the ministrations across his cock had ceased. He looked down and saw brown eyes staring back in concern.
"You with me?" the husky voice said.
"Yeah. Just got caught up. Want so much more. Want to feel you everywhere, but…"
"We'll get there. One step at a time."
Then a hand was rubbing over the cotton t-shirt that was still covering the upper half of his body; the part of his body that was scarred for life, both front and back. He tensed and the hand stopped.
"One day you'll believe me when I tell you that I don't care what the outside of your skin looks like. It's the inside that matters to me."
He moved his own hand until it covered his partner's over his chest.