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[teetheyes]

Whenever you're done rolling up your skirt you can come pick up some lamb gyro.

I hope you're not too busy pissing yourself spikey to miss my end of the bargain.

Dr. Sattler, I have a message for you.

//Private to the Bluebird//

Let's talk.

//End Private//

Hey Fido, play dead.

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//knock knock//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[Lickingly, consumingly.]

Your first load for 2008. I'm honored.

//knock knock//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

[hands to face]

You're....welcome?

//knock knock//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[Tucking Blue back into his clothes but leaving his zip and button undone.]

We're going again in fifteen minutes.

[Face to face with him.]

I really like you. [Kiss to his neck.]

//knock knock//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

I can do that.

[peek between his fingers]

I really like you too.

//knock knock//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[Careful lick between Blue's fingers.]

How much?

//knock knock//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

Um. A lot.

It's quantifiable. Let's just put it that way for now.

//knock knock//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Slick.

[Or sneaky. Kiss to Blue's hand.]

//knock knock//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

Should I ask you the same question?

[moves the hand for a kiss to the lips]

//knock knock//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Ask me anything you want.

[Kiss to the lips.]

//knock knock//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

Is it the blushing?

//knock knock//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

What?

[Kiss down Blue's chin.]

//knock knock//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

That makes you smile like that after we have sex?

//knock knock//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[Has to think about this one. Turning to lay beside Blue now, elbow propped, cradling his chin.]

No. It's you, the fact that I can please you. I like to think I've earned your good graces.

//knock knock//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

[blinks at him and cocks his head]

...

[spontaneous kiss!]

//knock knock//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

["I want you to massage my tongue with yours."]

[Arms around Blue again.]

//knock knock//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

If you spoil me, Charming won't be happy.

//knock knock//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Charming can stick it up his royal ass.

//knock knock//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

I don't think he's ever had anything up there.

But I do think if you corner him he'll admit he's been with guys.

//knock knock//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

A man like that doesn't stop if his ego's tickled to the challenge.

Come to think of it, you said you'd never taken it from the tight end. That doesn't include oral.

//knock knock//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

I think you want dirty stories.

//knock knock//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

It inspires me to do you better.

//knock knock//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

[think think think]

....

[think think think]

Okay.

This jock once chased me down and gave me a handjob in the locker room when he was really pretending to beat me up.

//knock knock//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Half of them are cocksuckers usually.

[Approaching the end of the refractory, or so he thinks. Unbuttoning his own jeans.]

Was he good?

//knock knock//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

I usually avoided them.

[turns to watch]

He had a lot of calluses on his hands, so I closed my eyes and thought of some of the men back in my unit. They had calluses, like mine, because of the swords...I love that feeling, but I wasn't practicing then, so even when I jerked off, I couldn't think of it.

//knock knock//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Down in the mud to the very end. I burned my fingers making those damn gyros. Does that count?

Turn over.

[Not quite that voice yet.]