@cuethefool > The knot in my chest that I didn’t realize was there, is slowly loosening with each brush of his fingers, each stroke of his tongue against mine..
Kissing Quentin is like coming home.]
@cuethefool > Just imagine it; no thoughts.
Total bliss.
My legs rides up to hitch over his hip as he pins me against the wall. Fingers work deftly to undo his belt as my tongue slowly fucks into his mouth, wanting him to crave me as much as I do him. >
@cuethefool My mouth claims his again in a searing kiss, while one slides up to grab a fistful of his long hair, moaning into his mouth as our tongues explore each other.]
@cuethefool When he gets the last button open, I shrug the shirt off, letting the silk garment flutter silently to the floor. I reach for the bottom of his sweater, pulling it up over his head in one go and tossing it aside. Immediately, I gather him in my arms, chest to chest, >
@cuethefool trying to gauge his level of desire, wanting to make sure he won’t regret it in the morning. Hands slip under his shirt, trailing over his abs lightly while I wait for the signal that he wants this as much as I do.]
@cuethefool Relishing in the fact that we’re completely alone now, I start pushing his jacket down off his shoulders as I suck on his bottom lip.] Quentin.. [My voice is soft and deep, my tongue caressing his name on its way out. My eyes flicker back and forth between each of his own, >
@cuethefool > I need him more than I need my next breath right now.] Your room or mine? [I mumble against his lips as I pull him up to his feet, nearly stumbling backwards in an effort to get us on our way.]
@cuethefool > until we’re chest to chest. Quentin’s kiss is like an oasis in the barren, dusty desert I’ve been lost in ever since I turned him down, out of my own stupid fear. I don’t deserve such a reprieve, but I’m too selfish not to take it. >
@cuethefool So, I hold his gaze as I answer, and the words are out of my mouth before fear can win.] No. I’m not.
Wanna go to bed anyway?
[It’s a loaded question and we both know it, but honestly, fuck regrets.
I might not be able to give him much, but I know the one thing I *can*..]
@cuethefool Even now, the scent curls into my nose as his fingers curl into my shirt. And when he lifts his head to ask me if I’m tired, his face is oh-so-close to mine.. And what I see in his eyes makes it impossible for me to look away. >
@BitterAndBrainy > Being more.. open to people. Or whatever. [leans back again, taking another drag] Strictly on a trial basis, mind you, and with a very limited subject pool. And you, well.. I figured you’re not.. *that* bad. [shrugs one shoulder]
@BitterAndBrainy At this point, I’d welcome it. At least that would provide some excitement. [I notice the look on her face and can already guess what she’s thinking. Rolling my eyes, I sigh and lean forward.] Alright, look. The truth is, I’m.. trying something new. [shifts uncomfortably] >