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winter_wisp) wrote2016-08-23 04:00 pm
winter_wisp) wrote2016-08-23 04:00 pm
Eric
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It seemed to happen so fast, and Winter made a small sound of surprise as he hit the bed. ...Though that sound was soon followed by a low moan of pleasure.
This was new. Phouka was always careful and slow, cautious and wary of spooking Winter or hurting him. It was how he knew Phouka loved him. ...But maybe sometimes you didn't need to be loved to be wanted. ...Maybe it could just be lust. Maybe it could be greedy desire.
The thought made the pixie groan softly, thin fingers raking through Eric's hair and then holding on tight.
It seemed to happen so fast, and Winter made a small sound of surprise as he hit the bed. ...Though that sound was soon followed by a low moan of pleasure.
This was new. Phouka was always careful and slow, cautious and wary of spooking Winter or hurting him. It was how he knew Phouka loved him. ...But maybe sometimes you didn't need to be loved to be wanted. ...Maybe it could just be lust. Maybe it could be greedy desire.
The thought made the pixie groan softly, thin fingers raking through Eric's hair and then holding on tight.
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"Okay," Winter yawned. "I will slip out before the sun comes."
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