Again and Again (2/?)
anonymous
June 29 2010, 09:43:27 UTC
*rises from the dead*
Wow. Thank you for reading this. I was pretty much overwhelmed by the response. I’m sorry this took so long to update. The anon who requested this wanted this to be as smexy as possible, so I obliged, plot be damned. Well, there is a bit of plot. Somewhere. Clichés abound. Possibly OOC. IDK. IDK. This was partly inspired by a one-shot yaoi manga. Bonus if you can identify which manga. And no, it’s not Junjou Romantica. Or Vassalord. I’m sorry this took a while to get out. Haha.
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“A writer’s block? You left me hanging with one of the steamiest scenes you’ve done in a while and you’re telling me you can’t write more because you have a writer’s block?”
“Well-”
“I never thought you could be so cruel. Darling was terribly impressed by it and wanted more, he’d be so disappointed“Elizabeta, listen,” Arthur cut in when his editor took a brief pause from her rant to breathe. He leaned back against the wall, and rubbed the bridge of his nose with his free hand as he gripped the phone tighter in the other. His head
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Again and Again (2b/?)
anonymous
June 29 2010, 09:48:03 UTC
On his desk were sheets of paper, some crumpled into tight balls, others in pieces, scattered all across the table and the floor below it, filled with the delirious scribbles and writings he made in the middle of the several nights while he experienced some kind of possessed, uncontrollable compulsion to write out his dreams upon waking up, vivid dreams that had been increasing in intensity these past few days since he had written the wretched draft his editor liked and pestered him about so much.
Dreams where he found himself being fucked senseless by a man whose face he never sees.
Arthur didn’t know when he’d stopped denying he was the green-eyed man in his dreams, didn’t know when he accepted it, only that it felt eerily trueAlways, in these dreams, he being fucked senseless by the same faceless man on every surface and place imaginable-against the wall, on the floor, on the bed, amongst bales of hay in the stables, even in the dining room table in some unknown house. Dreams of him crying out in want and pleasure, writhing and
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Re: Again and Again (2b/?)
anonymous
June 29 2010, 13:05:32 UTC
Ohohoho! What a timely not-so-anon anon! Do you know that tomorrow is the release date for that very filthy abomination of a sparkling vampire movie, the third installment nonetheless. BUT HECK I WASN'T GOING TO TALK ABOUT THAT!
I'm glad that you're continuing this. I've lost all hope on seeing this continued when I re-read this. ;3;
I am seriously at the edge of my seat waiting for Alfred to finally appear!
Wow. Thank you for reading this. I was pretty much overwhelmed by the response. I’m sorry this took so long to update. The anon who requested this wanted this to be as smexy as possible, so I obliged, plot be damned. Well, there is a bit of plot. Somewhere. Clichés abound. Possibly OOC. IDK. IDK. This was partly inspired by a one-shot yaoi manga. Bonus if you can identify which manga. And no, it’s not Junjou Romantica. Or Vassalord. I’m sorry this took a while to get out. Haha.
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“A writer’s block? You left me hanging with one of the steamiest scenes you’ve done in a while and you’re telling me you can’t write more because you have a writer’s block?”
“Well-”
“I never thought you could be so cruel. Darling was terribly impressed by it and wanted more, he’d be so disappointed“Elizabeta, listen,” Arthur cut in when his editor took a brief pause from her rant to breathe. He leaned back against the wall, and rubbed the bridge of his nose with his free hand as he gripped the phone tighter in the other. His head ( ... )
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Dreams where he found himself being fucked senseless by a man whose face he never sees.
Arthur didn’t know when he’d stopped denying he was the green-eyed man in his dreams, didn’t know when he accepted it, only that it felt eerily trueAlways, in these dreams, he being fucked senseless by the same faceless man on every surface and place imaginable-against the wall, on the floor, on the bed, amongst bales of hay in the stables, even in the dining room table in some unknown house. Dreams of him crying out in want and pleasure, writhing and ( ... )
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I'm glad that you're continuing this. I've lost all hope on seeing this continued when I re-read this. ;3;
I am seriously at the edge of my seat waiting for Alfred to finally appear!
In short- bookmark'd and f5-ing.
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Ahaha. Yeah, it took a while, because I was....busy with other stuff. But for some strange reason I am productive this week.
Alfred will make his glorious appearance in the next part.
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(sorry, sorry, I had to xD)
But seriously, this is hott. And sexy. *A* I'll be stalking~
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I'm glad that you're continuing this, author!anon. :)
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Glad that you are back, anon!
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Oh Arthur, if you only knew why you have those dreams~
Can't wait for Alfred to appear!
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