Quite a Bind, NC-17 Sky/Bridge
anonymous
April 14 2008, 09:43:18 UTC
The regulations handbook was not nearly as dull as he needed it to be, not with the way Bridge was squirming around on the bed and making muffled little noises behind his gag. Sky lifted the book slightly and leaned closer to it, as though the added clarity of vision would somehow draw his attention back to the words (Rule 37.89b. Regulation dress uniform collars must be stand least 1.275 inches tall...) and away from the way Bridge keened with want, not ten feet away
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(no title) NC-17
anonymous
April 16 2008, 05:15:03 UTC
He lives for moments like this, when the burn in his shoulders and arms seems to pale in comparison to the barest touch from the man hovering above him. Sometimes, just the sense of a hand near him, the heat given off from the other could get him off--on rare nights he could come at the sound of his voice, commanding him. Surrender
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I first read this when I got up this morning, and what a wonderfully hot fic to wake up to! Thank you.
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That was delicious.
Top!Bridge is hot.
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