Reason 570 to Hate Politics.

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[eternaliyah]

[He slinks in after one, buttons all done up now even though his clothes are rumpled and his knees a little scuffed, his breath smelling faintly of listerine.]

[makes_asteroids]

[They had gotten to the point where Daniel could move around their bedroom without waking him most nights. Tonight he was just too tense and he starts awake.]

Daniel?

[eternaliyah]

I'm back.

[He sounds tired and a little strained. His movements are a little jerky, caught between reluctance to strip and hurry to get it over with.]

[makes_asteroids]

I did the laundry.

[Sitting up slowly, because fitful sleep is worse than none. So it takes him a minute to focus on Daniel.]

What's wrong?

/starts a new thread because the old one is getting problematic

[eternaliyah]

[That makes him moan louder, hips rolling hungrily.]

/thank you!

[makes_asteroids]

[He bucks a little, settling back into rolling, the rhythm only slightly faster, but rougher.]

still can't see it on the main page sob

[eternaliyah]

[He groans helplessly, rocking up against him, following the pace Magneto set.]

I know. Fucking LJ.

[makes_asteroids]

[He moves easily, fingers sliding into Daniel's hair, nipping sharply, panting a little.]