Well, maybe not speechless, but certainly not coherent.
::clears throat:: Lynnmonster, will you please marry me? Please? Because then both you and Dira can be my kept women and write porn all day long and we will be very happy indeed. Estrella can come live at our slash commune as well, and think how much fun it will be!
I'll just let you think about it, shall I?
Okay. First of all, Ray/Ray supply closet sex? Guh. And we're flung right on in and it's fucking H-O-T hot. And this is one of those fics that just fits so very perfectly into my little AU Ray/Ray world. I love this. I love Vecchio being unsure, and I like how he shows it. I like Kowalski being very sure, and thinking about how best to let Vecchio know.
Fuck nice. I want real.
::whimper:: God. I fucking LOVE that. And I just think that this?
The way he winds me up and pushes me to the edge, the harder and faster the better. Like he's got to get me hard and hot and out of control before I have the chance to have second thoughts.
is just one of the most real and true observations about how it might happen with Ray and Ray that I've ever heard.
This:
I'm trapped against the door, but my hips are free to surge forward and I just barely brush against him. Good. Our pants are already half-undone, and I can tell I'm not going to have to wait much longer.
made me whimper out loud at WORK. Guh. Love it.
He's watching our dicks slide through our hands, and that gets me even hotter.
I cover his hand, forcing it to keep still as I pick up the pace. Oh, god, I'm going to come while he watches.
::wipes sweat from brow:: Dear god, lady. That is just so fucking hot it's beyond words. That image? Is, yeah, gonna stick with me for a while.
This part just got to me:
I do him like I do myself when I'm crazy with it -- not gentle at all, and fast and unforgiving.
Just - Kowalski knowing what to do and just how to do it - doing Vecchio like he does himself, knowing that hot-need-want-close to the edge feel. I love it.
This time I try to make it say "thank you" and "I'm in this thing with you" and "you're pretty hot when you come" all at once.
God. God. I love this. I love you. It's just - perfection. This is perfection.
What great friends I have. What great freaking birthday gifts.
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Well, maybe not speechless, but certainly not coherent.
::clears throat:: Lynnmonster, will you please marry me? Please? Because then both you and Dira can be my kept women and write porn all day long and we will be very happy indeed. Estrella can come live at our slash commune as well, and think how much fun it will be!
I'll just let you think about it, shall I?
Okay. First of all, Ray/Ray supply closet sex? Guh. And we're flung right on in and it's fucking H-O-T hot. And this is one of those fics that just fits so very perfectly into my little AU Ray/Ray world. I love this. I love Vecchio being unsure, and I like how he shows it. I like Kowalski being very sure, and thinking about how best to let Vecchio know.
Fuck nice. I want real.
::whimper:: God. I fucking LOVE that. And I just think that this?
The way he winds me up and pushes me to the edge, the harder and faster the better. Like he's got to get me hard and hot and out of control before I have the chance to have second thoughts.
is just one of the most real and true observations about how it might happen with Ray and Ray that I've ever heard.
This:
I'm trapped against the door, but my hips are free to surge forward and I just barely brush against him. Good. Our pants are already half-undone, and I can tell I'm not going to have to wait much longer.
made me whimper out loud at WORK. Guh. Love it.
He's watching our dicks slide through our hands, and that gets me even hotter.
I cover his hand, forcing it to keep still as I pick up the pace. Oh, god, I'm going to come while he watches.
::wipes sweat from brow:: Dear god, lady. That is just so fucking hot it's beyond words. That image? Is, yeah, gonna stick with me for a while.
This part just got to me:
I do him like I do myself when I'm crazy with it -- not gentle at all, and fast and unforgiving.
Just - Kowalski knowing what to do and just how to do it - doing Vecchio like he does himself, knowing that hot-need-want-close to the edge feel. I love it.
This time I try to make it say "thank you" and "I'm in this thing with you" and "you're pretty hot when you come" all at once.
God. God. I love this. I love you. It's just - perfection. This is perfection.
What great friends I have. What great freaking birthday gifts.