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[Feb. 5th, 2009|06:33 pm] |
Who: Dylan and Nick What: Trying to make up pt. 1 Where: The pool When: Wednesday Rating: PG-13
( Yeah this is home ) |
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Nicholas & Dylan |
[Feb. 1st, 2009|08:50 pm] |
Who: Dylan & Nicholas Where: Nick's Cabin When: Closer to dinner What: Nick wants his card key back from Dylan because he has a new roommate. It's not well recieved and things get a little physical. Rating:PG Status: Complete!
( Stop acting like you are God's gift to the world because you aren't ) |
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[Nov. 30th, 2008|05:20 pm] |
Email To: Dean Harper From: Dylan Sandford
( Letters from war ) |
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[Nov. 21st, 2008|01:32 pm] |
Who: Dylan and Erin What: Puppy! Where: Dylan's cabin When: Friday afternoon
( Here I am, once again ) |
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[Sep. 10th, 2008|08:49 pm] |
Who: Dylan and Ace What: Resolving some old issues Where: Ace's room When: Wednesday evening Warnings: I'm going to probably say it's R
( Oh snap ) |
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[Jun. 13th, 2008|11:55 am] |
Who: Dylan and Ace What: Catching up Where: Dylan's cabin When: Friday afternoon
Sprawled out on the bed was one Dylan Sandford, looking absolutely content and lethargic all around. He and Dean had a fantastic night and though his lover had to go to work he didn't and thus planned to lay around like the lazy ass he was. Pulling his sidekick off the nightstand he flipped it open and shot Ace a quick text to come on over.
With that done he reached over and grabbed a pair of his silk boxers off the floor, pulling it on before he went about changing the sheets so his room looked at least slightly presentable. |
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[May. 16th, 2008|10:05 pm] |
Who: Dylan and Dean What: Lovely snuggling Where: Dylan's cabin When: Friday night Warnings: Man snuggling and kissing.
Dean's poem had made his heart flutter pathetically and he found himself craving the other man right then and there. Their relationship was obviously evolving and though it scared him to death, he wanted to go with it. He wanted to feel something real and meaningful in his life and Dean was going to give that to him, it seemed. Pacing in his room, clad in a pair of jeans, he waited for Dean to make an appearance. |
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