"I like that too," she agreed, even if she wasn't sure she had also liked what he had just said.
He dirty secret? A stash of gay erotica hidden under the bed of her apartment, back in LA. She hoped no one cleared her apartment while she was gone. She really didn't want Gunn or Wes making fun of her for some of those items when she got home.
Not quite slaughtered kings and dreams of hurting people for pleasure or power or whatever it was he wanted.
She helped him, cold as it was, to get her clothes off. Wriggling out of the shirt and slipping her arms out of the straps of her bra, revealing breasts a bit too perfect to be real (and happy 16th birthday, sweetheart).
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Date: 2013-05-17 01:20 am (UTC)He dirty secret? A stash of gay erotica hidden under the bed of her apartment, back in LA. She hoped no one cleared her apartment while she was gone. She really didn't want Gunn or Wes making fun of her for some of those items when she got home.
Not quite slaughtered kings and dreams of hurting people for pleasure or power or whatever it was he wanted.
She helped him, cold as it was, to get her clothes off. Wriggling out of the shirt and slipping her arms out of the straps of her bra, revealing breasts a bit too perfect to be real (and happy 16th birthday, sweetheart).