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Date: 2022-08-20 03:33 pm (UTC)Fill, Line of Duty, Ted Hastings/Steve Arnott, The Morning After
Date: 2022-08-24 10:32 pm (UTC)At some point during the night, Steve had turned over, face tucked into Ted’s neck. He had one arm around his back, the other tucked between their bodies. Despite his tender back, one leg was thrown over Ted’s, clinging to him. Ted was holding his partner’s wee body close just as tightly, even once asleep, neither had been willing to let the other go.
It was still dark out, but Ted was an early riser and he knew they needed to get up and clear out of the office before people started arriving to work. He didn’t have all the details worked out in his head about how this was going to work between the two of them professionally as well as personally, but for now, they needed to keep ‘this’ out of the office while they both worked out what they were and what they both wanted from it.
For Ted, it was simple, once he put it all together. He loved Steve. Perhaps he had loved him for years, but that stand-off and its aftermath had brought it all into focus for him. He knew it wouldn’t be easy sailing, he still had concerns, still worried about abusing his position, about how any of it could negatively affect Steve, but he could bear those crosses if this is what Steve wanted. The letter of the law was important, but there were times and situations when a little flexibility was warranted. Was required. Although he never flexed it for his needs, he wasn’t the only one here that needed this.
“A chuisle mo chroí,” Ted murmured, moving slightly to place a kiss on Steve’s head, “Sleep well?”
He could tell by the change in Steve’s breathing, and how he was trying to hold himself completely still after burrowing deeper against him, that he was awake. He intended to pull back enough to press a kiss to Steve’s forehead then maybe another on his lips, but Steve had pressed himself into Ted’s shoulder and neck so deeply it was impossible. He settled for another kiss on the top of his head, nuzzling his face into Steve’s dark hair.
“Steve…”
“What does that mean?” A mumbled question so quiet he nearly missed it.
“A chuisle mo chroí? Pulse of my heart.”
Steve pulled back at that, looking at him with widening eyes that were rapidly filling with tears.
“You mean that?”
He looked away as he asked, ashamed that he needed confirmation. He knew how he felt for the man holding him, he had for a long time. He loved him and would march into Hell and back for Ted, his Ted. Wanted and needed his approval and love as much as he needed oxygen itself. Felt he didn’t deserve it, but still desperately wanted it. Would ultimately settle for whatever the man could give him, but the idea that Ted thought he was the pulse of his heart, was almost too much but perfect at the same time.
“I do, Steve.” He lightly grasped Steve’s chin, to get him to look at him. He leaned down and pressed a light kiss to each of Steve’s now-closed eyes, wiping the escaping tears away. It broke his heart, but there were crosses he was willing to bear for this, and this was one of them. The fact he could and had caused this much pain in the man he was holding…and then the confusing feeling of how Steve’s willingness to be this vulnerable in front of him was not only breaking his heart but also arousing him? Quite the cross indeed, but he had a strong back and shoulders. He was going to Hell for this, he was sure, but he would go. For Steve, his Steve, he’d do anything.
“Please don’t cry,” his voice catching as he claimed Steve’s lips in a heated kiss. Determined to make him feel good. It was still dark, they had time.
RE: Fill, Line of Duty, Ted Hastings/Steve Arnott, The Morning After
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Date: 2022-08-20 09:06 pm (UTC)Fill: Call Me By Your Name, Elio/Oliver
Date: 2022-08-20 10:48 pm (UTC)Every summer afternoon Elio would sit on the porch, and admire the most exquisite view of the golden sun bouncing off the water of the crystal clear pool. Oliver would bring him a glass of ice tea, and then would simply sit side by side, thighs touching, enjoying the peacefulness of a perfect summer day. Words were hardly spoken, but tender kisses and joyful smiles were plentiful.
Every summer evening Elio would sit at the piano playing as Oliver wrote his book, Elio's fingers would glide over the black and white key, and Oliver would savor the most exquisite music his ears had ever heard, the way Elio's fingers danced reminding him of how those same hands clutched him night last night when they were in the heat of passion. They would sit in the den, playfully bantering when Elio changed the song, making Oliver laugh and smile with pure joy.
It was simple and perfect, days that made him admire the heavenly summer days.
In public, they have to hide their affection, but that doesn't stop Oliver from being slightly bold...as they stop by the pond, and Elio tosses in a penny, Oliver softly brushes Elio's hair behind his ear, pausing to wrap his arms around him, "What did you wish for?"
“I can't tell you, or else it won't come true.” Elio is bold in a way Oliver is hastiest to be, he rises up on his tip-toes to peck a sweet kiss to Oliver's lips. Oliver allows it because the day is early, and hardly anyone is around, but he smiles, knowing exactly what Elio wished for. Just as he wishes for: longer days, more time that is not on their side. Soon summer will end and Oliver will have to return to the states and leave Elio behind.
“I love you,” Oliver adores before kissing his boy with the courage of a brave heart. Elio grins as bright as the sun, beaming happily, and for a moment Oliver is breathless becuse by god it's so beautiful when the boy smiles.
Even if their days are limited, Elio is grateful for this day. Grateful for every kiss and hug they sneak, blessed form every hour he has with the man who he loves with all his heart.
(End)
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