Santo Vaccarro (rockem_sockem) wrote in tensor,
@ 2011-03-20 21:33:00

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Mark
It had been a day full of basking in the sun and working on a paper for one of his classes, and normally for Santo that meant vegging out in his room for the rest of the evening, watching television. Sometimes he sacked out in the lounge but there'd already been a bunch of girls in there watching something romantic, with frilly dresses and giggling. So! His room was the best bet. But he did have his door open in case anyone wanted to drop by.

	musicallife 2011-04-11 02:33 am UTC (link)
	For his part, Mark was content to kiss Santo for hours. He cupped his face and did just that--or at least it felt that way. Deep, hungry kisses. Slow, sweet kisses. Playful, serious, teasing, intense. Mark just kept kissing and kissing Santo until he finally broke away and laid his head on Santo's chest, slowly catching his breath. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	rockem_sockem 2011-04-11 02:37 am UTC (link)
	Santo looked down at Mark, running one finger down his neck. "Thanks," he rumbled softly. (Reply to this) (Parent)

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