7 Works by wolfishweb
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Julian in between them. Nick’s arm around his waist, Fab’s hand on his thigh. Their breaths hot and sticky over either side of his neck, fingers in his hair, toying with him however they pleased. Making him one of them, making him theirs. Anything, anywhere, any part of him. Just as long as they didn’t forget about him amidst themselves.
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He hadn’t realized how intensely he’d been staring at him until Julian’s eyes finally met his. Julian leaned down further, holding eye contact as he went, until his cheek pressed against the hood. He nuzzled into the warm metal, shoulders shifting, eyelids fluttering shut.
Albert was growing restless. With each passing second, a mounting nervousness clawed sharper at his throat. His gaze flickered to his wedding ring, then to Julian’s. He wanted out of this driveway, out of Juliet’s potential line of sight. He wanted to feel more than metal and only one of Julian’s fingers. He’d been promised a ride tonight.
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Liam rested his head against the cold, foggy window and inhaled deeply. It was all so familiar: the smell of gasoline, the rumble of the engine, Noel’s tapes playing softly in the stereo. And, of course, Noel grousing from the driver’s seat.
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If Bob wanted Donovan to stick around, he should have said something while he was still there – if only saying something wasn’t an admittance of defeat in some strange, convoluted way. Part of him had hoped Donovan would make a move so he wouldn’t have to. So he’d have some semblance of defense if someone, Neuwirth in particular, brought it up to him later.
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Johnnie loves the way his rings look on Carrington's fingers. Or maybe he just loves everything about Carrington.
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Johnnie can never seem to get any alone time lately, but he doesn't mind.
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Jake can't sleep without a cigarette. Johnnie can't sleep without Jake's freshly burnt tobacco scent.