Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee, this is so squee and fluffy and cute and squeeee!
Billy lingers there - one-one thousand, two-one thousand, three-one thousand, Dominic counts silently - studies Dominic's face intently - four-one thousand, five-one thousand, six-one thousand - licks his lips slowly, and if Dominic were to move a fraction of an inch that tongue would be caressing his lips as well, but he can't move, can scarcely even breathe - seven-one thousand, eight-one thousand - then rises, dusting himself off and offering Dominic his hand.
Meep! Love the counting and the awareness.
"That's against the rules, you know," Billy informs him. "You can't tickle on a Tig." Dominic just stares.
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"That's against the rules, you know," Billy informs him. "You can't tickle on a Tig." . .cracked me the hell up.
fluffy monaboyd. totally what i needed today :) and the time works really well. lovely :)
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*hearts back*
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So glad Melly asked me if I'd read it. This is AWESOME! God, the ending is so adorable and yes. Love, love, love.
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That's the bit I wrote first - and the one I'm the most proud of.
Thank you! :)
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*giggle*
And recced. Just cause.
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For Dominic, falling takes less than four minutes.
Verra nice. Yesss my precioussss...
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Billy lingers there - one-one thousand, two-one thousand, three-one thousand, Dominic counts silently - studies Dominic's face intently - four-one thousand, five-one thousand, six-one thousand - licks his lips slowly, and if Dominic were to move a fraction of an inch that tongue would be caressing his lips as well, but he can't move, can scarcely even breathe - seven-one thousand, eight-one thousand - then rises, dusting himself off and offering Dominic his hand.
Meep! Love the counting and the awareness.
"That's against the rules, you know," Billy informs him. "You can't tickle on a Tig."
Dominic just stares.
Heh. Love tig!fics. *recs*
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