Well, hang and finish. And this really came out weird but .. is there, hehe. Return to the subject: the fic is inspired by the second season. I mix mine with some parts of the series. Dialogues of the series I wanted to draw as such, they are WONDERFUL.
Here I go.
- Shit, I can not even take a damn drink in peace ...
watched the blond guy from the top.
There he was again on the trail of Babylon, dancing and kissing a fucking stranger. Again
. What the hell
intended?. It was clear that he intended something and I was making.
My patience reached its limit.
The pang of desire that through my chest completely caught me off guard.
I felt a terrible desire to touch, to kiss, to hear his breath mingled with mine. The need to possess
was painful.
Right there.
At that precise moment my eyes fell upon the idyllic scene of children dancing and fluttering with that individual.
Should I break with every right there?. I do not know why it was so difficult. In the beginning was difficult to go with him. Now it was more difficult to stop.
I did not want to tie again, when what had happened.
And I remembered the words of Deb.
I decided it was enough to save the blond guy had to continue making a fool of myself that way.
I went down to the track in front of them, unawares.
dedicating a penetrating gaze, cold and inhumane.
- Hello .- He said the damn unknown, taking the trouble to greet me. Poor fool.
- Get lost .- It was everything I said, still staring at the blond guy whimsical ..
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Brian's voice sounded dry, sharp as steel. The boy who danced with me ran away.
I would win the reputation for having a damn bodyguards watching every one of my steps by Babylon.
But what really amused me.
Brian returned to acting, as always, like an animal stalking his prey. But I was ready for anything.
- What do you want? .- I replied without really paying attention. We all look reasonable grounds for believing in the absurd. I believed in him, not knowing why.
objectivity was enough to prove that love feeds on jealousy, because Brian was out of my hands many times, without But in my arms became ten times more necessary. It was a terrible situation for a man who would not fall in love and for someone who just wanted to get rid of an obsession and go back to being free as before to meet you.
- is true. I accepted in my house because I beat .- I suddenly blurted out, looking for my reaction.
I decided to stare at him and wait.
And Brian continued, letting his voice would open passage between the music of Babylon.
- I do not want you to stay for that. Although we do not think a marriage, because we're not. We are not like the fucking straight. We are not like your parents. And there are a couple of dykes walking down the aisle ... We're queer. And if we're together is because we want to do so. So here, if I'm late, suppose I'm doing what I do. Fucking. And when I get home I will also exactly what you want. Be with you.
Brian was so beautiful as untrustworthy. He received
love as a water plant without thinking.
Apparently there was no reaction in me after hearing him. But the truth is that I went through like lightning, fear was growing even before.
I had to do something.
I did not move, not blink. Just wait until you finish talking, he stared at feigning indifference.
I also knew what he wanted.
- I want things. You can fuck whoever you want. Whenever possible twice. Same for me. And no exchanging names or telephone. Brian
I looked too serious, I would love to read his mind at the time.
- And no matter where you are or what you do. Coming home. At 2.
- At 4 .- replied Brian.
- At 3. One more thing. Do not kiss anyone in the mouth. Just me ...
smiled feeling had finally accomplished something ...
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------------------- Go back to home at 2 ?...¿ at 3? ... Decidedly, the blond guy was so mad night out at a tender age.
was finally agreed that it would be at 3.
was stupid ...
I could not help but smile, that was absurd.
But lovely.
had to see to understand. Lake with her eyes fixed on me, including mockery and challenge.
did not protest.
seem fair I guess.
Those were the rules that always spoke to me ..
His last request was what caught me completely off guard.
I thought for a few seconds.
kiss only him.
Forever.
was always too long .. Feel
only kisses. He
mine.
be the only one capable and entitled to breathe through it.
I liked the idea.
decided in the depths of my pride that I liked the idea.
not answer with words.
just looked into his eyes.
I felt very close to me.
As if part of me.
I kissed him.
An idyll in constant denial. Music from Babylon
drilling my brain, I dropped without reason. Lost
Justin's lips.
A hypnotic and opiate feeling ....
watched the blond guy from the top.
There he was again on the trail of Babylon, dancing and kissing a fucking stranger. Again
. What the hell
intended?. It was clear that he intended something and I was making.
My patience reached its limit.
The pang of desire that through my chest completely caught me off guard.
I felt a terrible desire to touch, to kiss, to hear his breath mingled with mine. The need to possess
was painful.
Right there.
At that precise moment my eyes fell upon the idyllic scene of children dancing and fluttering with that individual.
Should I break with every right there?. I do not know why it was so difficult. In the beginning was difficult to go with him. Now it was more difficult to stop.
I did not want to tie again, when what had happened.
And I remembered the words of Deb.
I decided it was enough to save the blond guy had to continue making a fool of myself that way.
I went down to the track in front of them, unawares.
dedicating a penetrating gaze, cold and inhumane.
- Hello .- He said the damn unknown, taking the trouble to greet me. Poor fool.
- Get lost .- It was everything I said, still staring at the blond guy whimsical ..
------------------------------------------------ -------------------------------------------------- -------------------------------------------------- ---------
Brian's voice sounded dry, sharp as steel. The boy who danced with me ran away.
I would win the reputation for having a damn bodyguards watching every one of my steps by Babylon.
But what really amused me.
Brian returned to acting, as always, like an animal stalking his prey. But I was ready for anything.
- What do you want? .- I replied without really paying attention. We all look reasonable grounds for believing in the absurd. I believed in him, not knowing why.
objectivity was enough to prove that love feeds on jealousy, because Brian was out of my hands many times, without But in my arms became ten times more necessary. It was a terrible situation for a man who would not fall in love and for someone who just wanted to get rid of an obsession and go back to being free as before to meet you.
- is true. I accepted in my house because I beat .- I suddenly blurted out, looking for my reaction.
I decided to stare at him and wait.
And Brian continued, letting his voice would open passage between the music of Babylon.
- I do not want you to stay for that. Although we do not think a marriage, because we're not. We are not like the fucking straight. We are not like your parents. And there are a couple of dykes walking down the aisle ... We're queer. And if we're together is because we want to do so. So here, if I'm late, suppose I'm doing what I do. Fucking. And when I get home I will also exactly what you want. Be with you.
Brian was so beautiful as untrustworthy. He received
love as a water plant without thinking.
Apparently there was no reaction in me after hearing him. But the truth is that I went through like lightning, fear was growing even before.
I had to do something.
I did not move, not blink. Just wait until you finish talking, he stared at feigning indifference.
I also knew what he wanted.
- I want things. You can fuck whoever you want. Whenever possible twice. Same for me. And no exchanging names or telephone. Brian
I looked too serious, I would love to read his mind at the time.
- And no matter where you are or what you do. Coming home. At 2.
- At 4 .- replied Brian.
- At 3. One more thing. Do not kiss anyone in the mouth. Just me ...
smiled feeling had finally accomplished something ...
------------------------------------------------ --------------------------------------------------
------------------- Go back to home at 2 ?...¿ at 3? ... Decidedly, the blond guy was so mad night out at a tender age.
was finally agreed that it would be at 3.
was stupid ...
I could not help but smile, that was absurd.
But lovely.
had to see to understand. Lake with her eyes fixed on me, including mockery and challenge.
did not protest.
seem fair I guess.
Those were the rules that always spoke to me ..
His last request was what caught me completely off guard.
I thought for a few seconds.
kiss only him.
Forever.
was always too long .. Feel
only kisses. He
mine.
be the only one capable and entitled to breathe through it.
I liked the idea.
decided in the depths of my pride that I liked the idea.
not answer with words.
just looked into his eyes.
I felt very close to me.
As if part of me.
I kissed him.
An idyll in constant denial. Music from Babylon
drilling my brain, I dropped without reason. Lost
Justin's lips.
A hypnotic and opiate feeling ....
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