Dormancy

Dec 04, 2007 15:52

    He was sprawled against the futon in it’s simplicity, his exposed back and defined arms out of the sheets. Masses of an untamable mane covered his head entirely, and after an almost repulsive snore he stopped abruptly. What followed was sweet, gentle breathing, only eminent by the ascent and descent of his bare spine.

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torterracafe December 4 2007, 21:24:50 UTC
Yes we doooo

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