| *Challenge #46: e.e. cummings* |
[Jan. 3rd, 2008|10:28 am] |
Title: This and That
Warnings/Author's Notes: This one is odd. Please feel free to offer criticism. I honestly don't mind, in fact, I'd like people to do that more often. :D
And the condom goes to: Brian.
Justin kissed a line from Brian’s thigh to the crease in his leg. Between kisses, he mouthed something, almost silently.
"What the fuck are you saying?" Brian asked.
Justin looked up sheepishly. "Just a line from a poem."
"Let’s hear it."
" 'I like kissing this and that of you.' "
"I prefer 'they speak whatever’s on their mind, they do whatever’s in their pants, the boys I mean are not refined, they shake the mountains when they dance.' "
Justin laughed. Brian pretended to look pained. "You don’t like it?"
"I like mine better."
"Actually, so do I. Keep kissing." |
|
|
| Challenge #46: e.e. cummings |
[Jan. 3rd, 2008|06:23 pm] |
Title: on the same bed
Timeline: anytime, really.
A/N: Format is extremely weird. It’s kind of in cummings’ style. I do hope I did him justice. His poem “in just-” is one of my favorites. Oh, and brianandjustin is so one word.
Condom: Justin
|
|
|
| Whore In A Hoody |
[Jan. 3rd, 2008|08:35 pm] |
Title: Hustler!Justin XLIX (Whore in a Hoody)
Author: Vamphile
Condoms: None
|Hustler!Justin | II | III | IV| V | VI | VII | VIII | IX | X | XI | XII | XIII | XIV | XV | XVI | XVII | XVIII | XIX | XX | XXI | XXII | XXIII | XXIV | XXV | XXVI | XXVII | XXVIII | XXIX | XXX | XXXI | XXXII | XXXIII | XXXIV | XXXV | XXXVI | XXXVII | XXXVIII | XXXIX | XL | XLI | XLII | XLIII | XLIV | XLV | XLVI | XLVII | XLVIII |
Hustler Justin XLIX
Whore In A Hoody
I’m nervous. It’s the first time I’ve been outside in almost two weeks. The snow crunches on the ground.
“We can go shopping later if you want. I don’t really know your taste in clothes.”
I shrug. I don’t either. It feels weird to be wearing jeans, sneakers and a coat. I’ve spent so much time lately in sweatpants. Brian wraps his arm around me and takes my bag onto his own shoulders. I lean up to kiss him. He turns his head and guides me to the jeep. Once he’s secured my seatbelt he lights a cigarette and smiles.
( 543 - 557 ) |
|
|