Hey! SuperFreakeh here. Welcome to the Prologue of "The Faces of a Double-Sided Coin". It's going to be a long, fun ride, but be warned. Included in this fanfic will be: heavy language, depictions of violence, x-rated scenes, backstabbing, and Powerpuff Girl-shaped ice cream. Oh, and spying. Chill! -SF
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A touch in the dark.
Heated, roaming hands grace over every surface. The tension builds as the rest of reality seems to fade away into the fog of lust that crowds the room.
It is suffocating. Breaths play off of each other as the climax draws ever nearer.
He pulls him closer in that fatally final moment and a name is unwillingly ripped from his throat.
They collapse together and finally feel the stifling heat of the room. It is too hot to move and the afterglow basks them in a soothing cool for now.
Their minds finally sobering up, he raises the courage to ask a question that had settled on his mind many a time.
"Will you remember me forever?" So small, so vulnerable. His lip, now bruised, quivers unmistakably in the dim light of a desk lamp.
The other goes taut for a moment then relaxes. "You're not one I would forget," he murmurs, and in this moment, he means it.
But a year later, he was gone. And I wanted it to stay that way.
Oh yeah, also included will be the author's inability to keep track of present tense vs. past tense. Heh. Oops.
