*he shudders as he feels Charlie's throat work around the head of his cock, his hand scrabbling for purchase in anything - anything - that might keep him grounded. He finds Charlie's head and holds him while his hips move of their own volition. He doesn't remember sending an instruction to them, doesn't remember giving them permission*
Ch-ch- Love...
*he tugs on Charlie's arm, wanting him up, kissing him, fucking him, loving him, making last night disappear in a haze of love and truth and beauty*
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Date: 2004-10-21 09:20 pm (UTC)Ch-ch- Love...
*he tugs on Charlie's arm, wanting him up, kissing him, fucking him, loving him, making last night disappear in a haze of love and truth and beauty*
Love... please... fuck me...