Cloud no. 9
1) All fills for prompts of the earlier prompt posts go in the post the prompt was posted in. No re-posting or splitting up prompts and fills.
2) Self-prompt when you post unprompted fic. (This means posting what the fill is about in a first comment, like a real prompt, and commenting on that with your fill.)
3) Try not to get too srs business. ( Read more... )
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It’s then that he catches sight of himself in the mirror. He sighs, pulling the t-shirt down to make sure his belly’s not showing.
He stares at his reflection - hideous, pathetic, and cringing even though the only eyes looking at it are his own. Ed knows he’s not the ugliest man in the world, or the fattest, but when he looks in the mirror all he can see is rolls of flab and an unfortunate combination of facial features.
He glances behind him and, for a moment, watches Andy sleep. Illuminated by the line of light where the sunrise peeks through the gap in the curtains, Andy looks angelic. That beautiful face that Ed knows so well, looking relaxed and peaceful. The slender neck and just-visible collar-bones and then the duvet, beneath which, Ed knows, is Andy’s slim, lightly-toned body.
Ed's not completely disgusting to look at. He's ( ... )
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He looks awful, of course. Tired and messy and unpleasant, and entirely unworthy of the face that hovers just behind him, or the arms that are snaking around his waist.
“You’re incredible,” Andy says simply. “You have no idea how much I want you.”
Ed screws up his eyes, and Andy - softly, but with a hint of a threat - bites his shoulder.
“Look,” he says. He slips his hands under the bottom of Ed’s t-shirt and lifts it up, revealing abdomen and chest, pushing it up over Ed’s arms and head, before discarding it on the floor. He runs his hands swiftly over Ed’s torso. “I think about you when I touch myself,” he says, voice low and confiding and unbelievably sexy. “Not just then, obviously. But if you’re not here, I think about you. I think about this,” - he pinches a nipple with one hand, strokes Ed’s belly with the other - “and I think ( ... )
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Anyway, back to the plot: I loved the way you did Ed's anxiety - understated, maybe, but it felt very realistic.
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Wowowowowow. This was wonderful! Their portrayals were so realistic, I found myself feeling so so sorry for Ed, but of course, Andy made everything better :)
"Naked Saturday"...this made me chuckle so much, its something they would SO have!
Absolutely gorgeous, great fic! :D
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