He bit a hole in the dark chocolate and slowly lapped up the oozing liqueur, keeping one eye on Clark. His tongue darted into the chocolate, rolling the cherry around inside its shell, prodding at its sweetness.
There was a liquid tearing noise as Bruce's hand caught in one of the black silk draperies, and black silk fell down around them, draping across Clark's back like nightfall all around them. "You're beautiful when you fight," Clark said, hearing his voice break, meaning it on every level, and kissed him.
Bruce just moaned and tossed his head against the undamaged pillow, feathers starring his dark hair.
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I'm nearly speechless! ;)
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He bit a hole in the dark chocolate and slowly lapped up the oozing liqueur, keeping one eye on Clark. His tongue darted into the chocolate, rolling the cherry around inside its shell, prodding at its sweetness.
There was a liquid tearing noise as Bruce's hand caught in one of the black silk draperies, and black silk fell down around them, draping across Clark's back like nightfall all around them. "You're beautiful when you fight," Clark said, hearing his voice break, meaning it on every level, and kissed him.
Bruce just moaned and tossed his head against the undamaged pillow, feathers starring his dark hair.
These boys and their games! ;)