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goldenglitter.livejournal.com posting in monaboyd Jan. 2nd, 2004 05:38 am)Title: amour.
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goldenglitter
Website: aesthetic gods.
Rating: R-ish, I suppose.
Disclaimer: This probably happened, but I still have to say it didn't.
Also: Just feeding my own growing [oh, it's getting big] obsession.
You love how he sings in your ear. All smooth voice in a hushed whisper, even though there's no one else in the room. It's mostly just sounds he sings. Different notes all resonating from his throat and vibrating into your ear. Sometimes there's words, but you don't listen for them. You just like the sounds. And the warm air that rushes against your skin.
You love it when his arm slides around your shoulders, and he cranes his neck to look at you. He smiles. You smile. He always knows what you're thinking and you can always read it back in his eyes. He knows you too well, and you don't know how. You never consciously let him in. You don't remember telling him every little detail about you. But he knows. And it's scary.
But it's fascinating.
You love it when he pulls you into his bed somewhere around noon, and you're still sitting there when the sun starts to fade into night. He can go on singing or talking or just breathing all over you for hours. He knows just when to laugh. And when to be silent. And when to let the tip of his tongue lap at the corner of his mouth, just tempting you to kiss him.
You love it when he laughs while your tongue is wrapped around his. He bites down on it and pain and pleasure mixes into something intoxicating. His laugh makes your tongue tingle, and soon you're laughing too. Because it's good to be with him. Because it's good to laugh and have sex at the same time.
You love it when he makes you squirm. Holding you down with his fingers digging into your chest. His lips roll over your stomach. Tongue dipping down into your navel. When he draws his tongue back in, he says things like "I wish you weren't so beautiful, Dom. Maybe then I could breathe a little better." And after a moment of staring at each other, you feel like he owns you. Just simple words, and he owns you completely.
You love it when his hands roam all over you. Starting with just a finger on the bridge of your nose, all the way down your pants, and back up again. He drops his head and bites into your shoulder. You always wonder if he'll leave a bruise, and he always does. But it's just one more thing that remnids you of him when he's not around.
You love it when you scream "Billy" and he's sweating all over you. Breathing hard, breathing loud, and sometimes not breathing at all. You love it when he says he loves you, right in the middle of fucking you. He tangles his hand in your hair and kisses the back of your neck. He comes and slumps against you. Drawing in ragged breath after ragged breath. He tells you it's not enough, he wants more of you.
All of you.
You love him.
Author:
goldenglitterWebsite: aesthetic gods.
Rating: R-ish, I suppose.
Disclaimer: This probably happened, but I still have to say it didn't.
Also: Just feeding my own growing [oh, it's getting big] obsession.
You love how he sings in your ear. All smooth voice in a hushed whisper, even though there's no one else in the room. It's mostly just sounds he sings. Different notes all resonating from his throat and vibrating into your ear. Sometimes there's words, but you don't listen for them. You just like the sounds. And the warm air that rushes against your skin.
You love it when his arm slides around your shoulders, and he cranes his neck to look at you. He smiles. You smile. He always knows what you're thinking and you can always read it back in his eyes. He knows you too well, and you don't know how. You never consciously let him in. You don't remember telling him every little detail about you. But he knows. And it's scary.
But it's fascinating.
You love it when he pulls you into his bed somewhere around noon, and you're still sitting there when the sun starts to fade into night. He can go on singing or talking or just breathing all over you for hours. He knows just when to laugh. And when to be silent. And when to let the tip of his tongue lap at the corner of his mouth, just tempting you to kiss him.
You love it when he laughs while your tongue is wrapped around his. He bites down on it and pain and pleasure mixes into something intoxicating. His laugh makes your tongue tingle, and soon you're laughing too. Because it's good to be with him. Because it's good to laugh and have sex at the same time.
You love it when he makes you squirm. Holding you down with his fingers digging into your chest. His lips roll over your stomach. Tongue dipping down into your navel. When he draws his tongue back in, he says things like "I wish you weren't so beautiful, Dom. Maybe then I could breathe a little better." And after a moment of staring at each other, you feel like he owns you. Just simple words, and he owns you completely.
You love it when his hands roam all over you. Starting with just a finger on the bridge of your nose, all the way down your pants, and back up again. He drops his head and bites into your shoulder. You always wonder if he'll leave a bruise, and he always does. But it's just one more thing that remnids you of him when he's not around.
You love it when you scream "Billy" and he's sweating all over you. Breathing hard, breathing loud, and sometimes not breathing at all. You love it when he says he loves you, right in the middle of fucking you. He tangles his hand in your hair and kisses the back of your neck. He comes and slumps against you. Drawing in ragged breath after ragged breath. He tells you it's not enough, he wants more of you.
All of you.
You love him.
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Please do more. I'm shamelessly addicted.
*rec's this too*
P.S.
Did u see the girls I sent to u??
:D
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Thank goodness you started doing Monaboyd.
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:) Tis just one of my many, many fandoms/obsessions. But at this very second, it's my favorite. So expect more.
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I didnt just squee I didn't just squee I didn't just squee....
^.^
What other fandoms do you enjoy?
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Oh, and Viggo/Orlando.
All of my previous slash is on my website, which I linked. So...check it out or something. ;)
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Babbling now, so I'll stop. But - more!
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You love how he sings in your ear.
Have just been griping how there's not enough mention of Billy-singing in fic. O.O you = rocking a lot. *hugs*
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<3
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Tis funny how we get obsessed with the same things at the same time. It makes things fun.
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By the way, I loved it. :D
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This was really great and I look forward to reading more of your fics in the future.
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