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Nov. 12th, 2006 09:11 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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Charlie's on the couch with his guitar, and there's tea on the coffee table.
There's also a Darien around here somewhere . . . hm . . . where could he be?
Charlie's on the couch with his guitar, and there's tea on the coffee table.
There's also a Darien around here somewhere . . . hm . . . where could he be?
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Date: 2006-11-13 05:09 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-11-13 05:11 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-11-13 05:13 am (UTC)What can I say, the man is blessed.
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Date: 2006-11-13 05:14 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-11-13 05:16 am (UTC)And then licks it extravagantly.
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Date: 2006-11-13 05:18 am (UTC)Darien's brain is out for the moment. Regular service will resume when Charlie stops licking.
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Date: 2006-11-13 05:21 am (UTC)Darien's reaction is even more fun.
"Was there something in particular that you wanted me to do, baby?"
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Date: 2006-11-13 05:25 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-11-13 05:27 am (UTC)Charlie goes to work on Darien's neck, and there's a guitar-string-calloused hand sneaking under the tight t-shirt.
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Date: 2006-11-13 05:43 am (UTC)"Love you," slips out of there.
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Date: 2006-11-13 05:44 am (UTC)More licking. More kissing. Some other stuff perhaps, too.
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Date: 2006-11-13 05:45 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-11-13 05:48 am (UTC)Yum.
Charlie holds himself over Darien and grins. "You are putty. I love it."