Warren's eyes widened, lips parting, and his grace faltered for a second. He mouthed holy shit rather than saying it, watching with startled amazement and the first sparks of renewed desire. He couldn't have looked away if he'd wanted to.
Not that he wanted to. Maybe the comfort of routine was good at the beginning of the relationship? Especially as many pitfalls as they'd had, but goddamn. Devin, like this, and he wondered how he'd lasted even this long. The idea that he was straight flew right out the window. This was power, and sex, and danger, and everything that raced along his skin and tied him to the half-Sidhe. Pulling him on ragged emotion and desire alone.
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Date: 2006-09-12 02:49 am (UTC)Not that he wanted to. Maybe the comfort of routine was good at the beginning of the relationship? Especially as many pitfalls as they'd had, but goddamn. Devin, like this, and he wondered how he'd lasted even this long. The idea that he was straight flew right out the window. This was power, and sex, and danger, and everything that raced along his skin and tied him to the half-Sidhe. Pulling him on ragged emotion and desire alone.