Revelations and Evasions (Eric/Karl)
Jul. 10th, 2005 08:57 pmI come downstairs Sunday morning, sleepily rubbing my hand through my hair. I perk up when I smell fresh coffee in the kitchen and, getting a cup, go on into the lounge. The sight of my lover, half asleep on the couch, long legs sprawled everywhere, brings a fond smile to my face. I take a glance at the book lying open on your chest and smile further. You make a tempting sight, hair tumbled about your face, wearing nothing but a pair of sweats.
Your feet are dangling over the arm of the sofa, and they’ve always fascinated me. So big, they remind me of your dog, big overgrown feet. I trail a nail lightly across the bottom of the arch, provoking a twitch and hazel eyes glaring at me.
( I laugh and plop across you. “How do you like the book?” )
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Your feet are dangling over the arm of the sofa, and they’ve always fascinated me. So big, they remind me of your dog, big overgrown feet. I trail a nail lightly across the bottom of the arch, provoking a twitch and hazel eyes glaring at me.
( I laugh and plop across you. “How do you like the book?” )
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