AU #666: A TINGE OF DOUBT CROSSES MY MIND

[halfcocked]

[sprawled on Hakuren's bed with his laptop, dicking around on Google again; without preamble, begins to read in an attempt at a silky voice:]


I dream'd this mortal part of mine
Was Metamorphoz'd to a Vine;
Which crawling one and every way
Enthralled my dainty Lucia.
Me thought, her long small legs & thighs
I with my Tendrils did surprize;
Her Belly, Buttocks, and her Waste
By my soft Nerv'lits were--


--her what? This one sucks! Lemme find a better one. Her waste!?

Comments

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

[slides his fingertips up and down Hakuren's back, nuzzling]

I dunno, I think I could help you relax even more . . .

[a-holy-oak.livejournal.com]

[tenses just a little] Are you really sure--?

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

. . . Have I ever backed out before??

[a-holy-oak.livejournal.com]

Well, no, but--

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

But what? You don't wanna? [mouthing at the nape of his neck]

[a-holy-oak.livejournal.com]

[arches his neck a little, sighing a little]

I-I'm not saying that, just--you know, you're, it's just, already--

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

[nips, palming lightly over Hakuren's back]

So--you do or don't want to?

[a-holy-oak.livejournal.com]

I, well--

[rests his chin on the pillows, thinking]

... I do ...

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

Then what's the problem?

[pauses and rests his chin on Hakuren's shoulder, draping over his back]

[a-holy-oak.livejournal.com]

There's not one, really. The same old -- boring -- thing, that's all.

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

[OUCH]

Y-you--I uh, I bore you during sex!?

[a-holy-oak.livejournal.com]

What-- where did you get an idea like that?

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

Well what boring thing are you talking about??

[a-holy-oak.livejournal.com]

The things I'm thinking about. You've complained about it before, don't play innocent now.

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

I can't read your mind! What boring things are you thinking about?

[a-holy-oak.livejournal.com]

I'm just -- thinking! About us, about things -- general things, nothing you have to worry about--

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

What, did I do something again?

[a-holy-oak.livejournal.com]

It's not you, Devit. You haven't done anything.

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

[sighs and settles against Hakuren, reaching over to tug on his hair]

What's with you . . . something happen? Should I go rough someone up?

[a-holy-oak.livejournal.com]

Rough someone -- no, Devit. It's not like that.

[rolls a bit, so he can look up] Just thinking.

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

[adjusts to accommodate this, comfortable]

Okay, so . . . tell me!

[a-holy-oak.livejournal.com]

. . .

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

[waiting]

[a-holy-oak.livejournal.com]

...




... Why are you here, really?

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

. . . Because you're here? And it's comfy? And private? And I can bug you all I want? You--you want me to go--is that it?? This is my favorite place to be!