Somewhere along the way, Wyatt loses his hat and doesn't bother getting it back. He props himself up slightly to the side of the other man, running his hands over his torso and absorbing every last little sensation. Like the fact Glitch's ribs don't feel quite so sharp anymore, and that the muscles he could feel the last time they touched now seem more defined.
"I love you like this," he says with a warm smile, lips moving over still pale skin, just brushing over one taut nipple. "Happy and bubbly and full of spark."
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Date: 2009-08-24 12:47 pm (UTC)"I love you like this," he says with a warm smile, lips moving over still pale skin, just brushing over one taut nipple. "Happy and bubbly and full of spark."