| Challenge # 128: Hard |
[Aug. 18th, 2009|01:14 am] |
Title: The Hardest Part
And the Condom Goes To: Michael
He was still the most beautiful man I’d ever seen. Illness and fatigue had done nothing to diminish that unalienable fact.
It had been that way from the very start, even when he was fucked up on a veritable alphabet soup of pharmacological fixes, he always managed to pull me back into his orbit.
And now, body rife with toxins that he hadn’t willingly ingested, he remained sexy as fuck to me. And he knew it.
Yet he watched me warily, always expecting me to leave him again regardless of what I’d promised him.
And that was the hardest part. |
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