A very short fic, mind you. Just a few hundred words. I'm not happy with this one at all. But I haven't written Irvine/Squall in ages. I missed these two.
Constructive criticism would be greatly appreciated. I'd like to make this into something I can be at least a little proud of.
That said, I hope you enjoy it anyway.
For as long as he could remember
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Thanks again! =)
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Yeah, that makes waaay more sense.
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Last night came rushing back to him - hands tangled in hair, pulling each other closer, lips on lips and tongue and teeth, someone else's mouth finding places on his body he'd never even been aware of, and the dizzying sense of finally, at long fucking last, after so so long...
and this is yet another bit of proof that you don't need actual smex to make a fic hot! or a hot fic, depending on how you see it. ^_~
good work!
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Thank you! =) I liked that paragraph, too. I'm glad you enjoyed!
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*points to top of journal* Hey, I made the picture and got it working!
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