It's really short, i kno. & somewhat pointless i think...or maybe not... I DON'T KNOW::cries: i really don't know where i should go from here.
Shimer of an Angel: thank-u SSOOOOOOOO much for commenting. any ideas about where i should take this now? i know kinda what the point of the thing is but i could achieve that MANY different ways. Which pairing that i listed do u want to see next? or maybe a brooding Ishtar? (which there will be eventually) HELP! please!
The next day dawned clear & warm. By noon the guards' practice yard was hazy with the dry heat rising off the stones. Jill awoke in a light sweat a while later from a very pleasant dream, just as Krai was coming back from the baths.
"Hey, I didn't know you were so good at pitching a tent!" The older guard smirked as Jill sleepily blinked at him in confusion. Suddenly, Jill sprang forward to shield his sheet-covered lap with his arms, blushing furiously. Krai cracked up.
He threw his damp towel at Jill's head,blanketing it completely. "Heh he. Don't worry about it, kid. Everybody gets morning hard-ons. Hell, I'm sure the Captain even gets em!" He smirked some more. As Jill removed the towel from his head & vision he realized it was the only thing Krai had been wearing. He stared at the succulence before him as Krai hunted for a fresh shirt,then buried his now beet red face over his growing problem.
"What were you dreaming about anyway, huh?" Krai glanced over at the ball of Jill, which simply whimper-grunted in response, and chuckled. "You're such a cute little prude," he laughed as he pulled on his breaches & ruffled the brunette's bed-tousled hair as he headed out of the muggy room.
Jill's face rose toward the closing door, gazing longingly after his bunkmate. He wondered if Krai would call him that if he had actually done what he'd been imagining as the older guard had dressed. He sighed sadly & began to jack himself off.