*sighs* Really amazing. It's too early in the morning for coherent reviews, but suffice it to say this reminds me why I love your writing so much. It's elegant and balanced but richly evocative. The psychology of it worries through it; real, powerful, and beautiful. *nods* That's what you get until I have my coffee. *winks*
“Yes here. With all our friends in the next room, thinking that we’re here drinking or throwing up or doing anything but this.” This line still makes me hot.
And then Sirius is on his stomach, Remus’ teeth on his neck and Remus’ thigh between his legs, grinding as his hands roam and bruise and caress. All this is his to touch and he can’t quite believe it, can’t understand it, but the noises Sirius’ is making under his fingers are teaching him how. Oh yes.
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Really amazing. It's too early in the morning for coherent reviews, but suffice it to say this reminds me why I love your writing so much. It's elegant and balanced but richly evocative. The psychology of it worries through it; real, powerful, and beautiful. *nods* That's what you get until I have my coffee. *winks*
“Yes here. With all our friends in the next room, thinking that we’re here drinking or throwing up or doing anything but this.”
This line still makes me hot.
And then Sirius is on his stomach, Remus’ teeth on his neck and Remus’ thigh between his legs, grinding as his hands roam and bruise and caress. All this is his to touch and he can’t quite believe it, can’t understand it, but the noises Sirius’ is making under his fingers are teaching him how.
Oh yes.