A chapter is coming! A chapter is coming! Mark your calendars: 6 October 2017. Also, a chat (link in the profile) 6 October 2017 at 8:30 EDT / 5:30 PDT
Watching them, with their hustle and their determination, made him feel so old. And in the next second he has to remind himself that he's seasoned, not old. 20 isn't old. But they all look like babies in a way they never have before. If he were the sentimental type, he might let them off early, but he focused his discomfort into making them work harder. And there was pleasure in seeing them move from one drill to the next. Well, except Auden, he was just hilarious.
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He would trade his worries for nightmares in a second.
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Too few people savor the decadence of acting on preferences. At one point, he watched with disdainful jealousy as his peers coupled and re-coupled over and over like playing a game of musical chairs. But longing eventually took over and a thirst for the soft glide of finger tips and palms. Once he had it, the achievement conquered, he, too, did not relish in the simple pleasures granted so freely. But once lost and now painstakingly found, he would never treat the subtlest tap or delectable embrace as anything less than a precious, rare event.
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Her first instinct is to move. she even flinches and starts to shift. there's a self conscious unease she can't swallow even if his hands hold her in place. she'll never be used to it, she never wants to be so used to it that she doesn't feel the excitement or the desire to keep some things secret. she always wants there to be little pieces that are only hers.
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She is caged, secure and contained within the tangle of his lanky limbs. warm and constricting. gentle and demanding. a fortress that protects her and sequesters her from harm.