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Jan 28, 2008 17:07

He was precious. A small voice in the back of her mind told her that this perspective was...off: he wasn't supposed to be darling.

Hot water streamed between their naked bodies, cool to the touch. She pressed herself against him and kissed the diluted blood-water off his mouth, drenching herself in the steamy torrents. The intimacy of contact ( Read more... )

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en_sof January 29 2008, 09:11:24 UTC
That's...evil. I just shuddered reading it.

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sisterdanger January 29 2008, 15:13:30 UTC
Evil? Nah. But it certainly isn't nice.

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scaryblackdeath January 30 2008, 02:22:23 UTC
This reminds me of a comedian who talked about guys boasting that they'd "show her a thing or two" when talking about doing someone like Madonna... and it's like, "Yeah, bro. You got stuff she's never seen. Uh-huh. Yeah you'd be crying for Mommy in like ten minutes wondering what happened to your ankles..."

Heavy stuff, but I like the reversal at the end.

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greatvamphype January 30 2008, 06:26:11 UTC
btw--LJ made. Now I need icons.

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