FILL: Warmth (1/2)
anonymous
May 8 2012, 15:43:33 UTC
“Oh, hell no,” Esca said with a grunt as Marcus lazily flipped off the thick, downy comforter and turned to spoon Esca’s curled-up form in the dark. Marcus nuzzled the back of Esca’s neck, all fuzzy, big-lug warmth. Esca shivered, but not for the right reasons.
“Marcus.” Esca felt his arms prickle with goosebumps as the frigid night air slapped at his skin. “It’s the middle of fucking January,” he said as he whipped the blankets back atop them. He whacked Marcus’ wide palm away as it attempted to sneak past the waistband of Esca’s thick, raggedy sweatpants. “Your cheap, old-man methods of shutting off the heat every evening are in no way aiding your current plight. Go to sleep
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FILL: Warmth (2/2)
anonymous
May 8 2012, 15:44:31 UTC
Words had long been unnecessary between them. They worked better without. All misunderstanding fractured beneath the yearning arc of Esca’s body, in the steady, working-open thrust of Marcus’ long, dripping fingers. They remained beneath the blankets like that, drenched in the sweltering heat of each other’s bodies, of tight, shimmering tension and gliding, knuckle-rough friction
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Missionary sex. Under the covers.
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Yep I want this. :D
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“Marcus.” Esca felt his arms prickle with goosebumps as the frigid night air slapped at his skin. “It’s the middle of fucking January,” he said as he whipped the blankets back atop them. He whacked Marcus’ wide palm away as it attempted to sneak past the waistband of Esca’s thick, raggedy sweatpants. “Your cheap, old-man methods of shutting off the heat every evening are in no way aiding your current plight. Go to sleep ( ... )
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