So I forgot my sunglasses, realized the fact when halfway to campus, didn't bother to go back, and now have a very annoying headache that's partly my own fault. Fail. Anyway, have the sequel to the One With The Mistletoe! Well, part one. Part two, just for length reasons, in next post.
Title: Come Along And Find Me (Where I Can Go Home)
Rating: R
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Mmmm. Such a warm and friendly thought. And sentence.
“Exactly not too tired for what you’re thinking now.”
James, you cheeky sexpot! LOL
“I have, yes. I’ve just never, um. Had that particular thing done for me, before, in this situation. I always-no one ever offered to reciprocate.”
“Seriously?” How was that possible? James was…James. Irresistible. Every inch of him. Clearly every other person in the world must be blind. And equally clearly he would have to devote some time to making certain that James knew this.
How is that possible? I mean, LOOK at James. Look at how delicious he looks. Also, Michael, with all the hurt L is doling out to James, offering comfort via blowjob is highly recommended by this reader.
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I realized, near the end of this one, while I was filling in all those little connective bits, that there was no Kevin as yet! So I needed to rectify that absence, obviously. And I was hungry. :-p
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I did love that first line, that you quoted! I'm not sure why, but it's one of my favorites in this story. All the things, even inanimate objects, adore James. :-p
Also, he's fine, really! Well, mostly. Especially after the blowjobs. And all the sex. And the ending...
(I think I'm more concerned about poor Michael. He gets all the Emotional Crises, honestly. But he's such a good worrier!)
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Bless the poor man, he does the emotional worry thing far too well! And James needs lots and lots of hugs, obvously!
Also, totally been longing to read this all day... *clutches at fic*
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Happy you liked this first part, m'dear! (Also, I totally just put up today's short little fic! Which is something completely different...)
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learning each other’s warmth in the dark
Such beautiful wording :) It feels intimate and loving and supportive and quietly sexy all at once.
All that exuberant hair fell into his eyes, bright against the cool grey morning and the untidy snowdrifts of the hotel sheets
I could feel the cold. On a day when my local weather has decided to flip the bird at "winter" and trot out the summer heat (well not really since it's only 75 not 105...) Basically, your imagery is transportive!
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And thank you for this: It feels intimate and loving and supportive and quietly sexy all at once. That's what I was aiming for--intimacy without (at least not yet) the sex, showing them really building that relationship. And THEN they can have the sex. But I love the idea that the intimacy comes first, and that they can sleep beside each other and NOT have the sex right away. :-)
We all know how much I like the setting-as-reflection-of-character, right? :-p ...and Michael's worry is definitely being picked up by the chilly air. But later there is friendly hotel-room light, making the space all warm and cozy. So hopefully the cuddly feelings translate, too? *grin*
Also, I definitely sympathize--being in SoCal, we so rarely get real winter, at all! I think it was in the 70s today, here, too. I want some wintery rain, darn it! :-)
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Actually, I go to school in SoCal. Yup, it was 70s. I would be so more productive if I didn't feel like basking for an hour whenever I step outside... ah well, that's what lab is for I suppose.
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Also, hooray, I can distract you with adorableness! Shall take this as success. :-p
You do? Whereabouts? I grew up in Ventura, but am teaching out in the Inland Empire. Yay, smog. :-/
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