whee!! 2158K today!
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erastesok - it's cow stomach, but it's progress. and I've crossed the 30K line... David has spun a big fat porkie pie so he can shag Tobias 3 nights a week, and Jonathan thinks he's in love with Demon Michael. *shakes head* poor poor boys. the next book I write will be all fluffy and gai-boi's skipping about the elyisian fields in togas (togi?) playing the lyre. no angst. no torture. nothing darker than a broken nail.
why are you all laughing?
"You are a quiet man, Master Graie," said Parsley, after half an hour of talk had passed, and
Jonathan had not contributed much to the conversation. Michael spoke before Jonathan had a chance to open his mouth,
"He does not say much, but he listens to what he hears." Jonathan knew that instruction, and he said nothing else for the entire evening, even when addressed directly. He had a distinct feeling that this did not win him any friends amongst his newest acquaintances, but what did he care? It was worth it, when Michael touched his arm and led him upstairs to their new quarters in the Thorn, turned to him with the most beautiful smile and told him how good, how very good he was getting to be, how perfect a pupil he was, yes, thought Jonathan, as Michael undressed him, kissing every scar as it was uncovered, it was all worth it, and other men's opinions meant nothing compared to Michael's.
why are you all laughing?
"You are a quiet man, Master Graie," said Parsley, after half an hour of talk had passed, and
Jonathan had not contributed much to the conversation. Michael spoke before Jonathan had a chance to open his mouth,
"He does not say much, but he listens to what he hears." Jonathan knew that instruction, and he said nothing else for the entire evening, even when addressed directly. He had a distinct feeling that this did not win him any friends amongst his newest acquaintances, but what did he care? It was worth it, when Michael touched his arm and led him upstairs to their new quarters in the Thorn, turned to him with the most beautiful smile and told him how good, how very good he was getting to be, how perfect a pupil he was, yes, thought Jonathan, as Michael undressed him, kissing every scar as it was uncovered, it was all worth it, and other men's opinions meant nothing compared to Michael's.
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Date: 2004-11-22 03:44 am (UTC)Which I’m utterly squicked about. Especially the golden shower.
Someone should have smacked Jupiter's legs when he was a boy.
omg yes
Date: 2004-11-23 01:41 pm (UTC)*sobs*
Date: 2004-11-23 01:41 pm (UTC)