Silk isn’t meant to be light fast, but when it’s the shirt that Christian bought Jeff as a joke, folded over on itself and then over again before being tied just tight enough over Christian’s eyes, it’s kind of amazing what silk can be.
“Are you comfortable, sweetheart?”
Naked, in the middle of the living room, wearing Jeff’s shirt in a completely unique way?
Comfort doesn’t come into it.
“I don’t know. Kinda.”
“You’re hard, Christian.”
It’s the silk, the fact he can’t see, can’t predict where the next touch is coming from, or how long it’ll be before he feels it.
“Of course I’m hard, I’m wearing your shirt.”
That touch Christian was waiting for is a bite. At his left hip.
“It’s okay sweetheart, you’ll be wearing more than a blindfold by the time we’re done.”
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RPS Jeffrey Dean Morgan/Christian Kane
Date: 2009-01-16 02:09 pm (UTC)Silk isn’t meant to be light fast, but when it’s the shirt that Christian bought Jeff as a joke, folded over on itself and then over again before being tied just tight enough over Christian’s eyes, it’s kind of amazing what silk can be.
“Are you comfortable, sweetheart?”
Naked, in the middle of the living room, wearing Jeff’s shirt in a completely unique way?
Comfort doesn’t come into it.
“I don’t know. Kinda.”
“You’re hard, Christian.”
It’s the silk, the fact he can’t see, can’t predict where the next touch is coming from, or how long it’ll be before he feels it.
“Of course I’m hard, I’m wearing your shirt.”
That touch Christian was waiting for is a bite. At his left hip.
“It’s okay sweetheart, you’ll be wearing more than a blindfold by the time we’re done.”