We rest against each other so easily, as if there had not been years between this and the last time we touched. It eases some of the concern that's growing in my belly.
"Allectus - " I say at last. I am reaching for words, unsure how I feel. "That - I have never done that."
It is a foolish thing to say; he knows I have not. A thought comes on the heels of it: "Who taught you that?" What other men have touched his skin? - did someone do that to him, drive down upon him and push themselves inside - the thought disturbs me.
His hand on my back is steadying. My arse and thighs feel sticky-slick with cooling oil, unpleasant.
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Date: 2010-10-22 11:40 pm (UTC)"Allectus - " I say at last. I am reaching for words, unsure how I feel. "That - I have never done that."
It is a foolish thing to say; he knows I have not. A thought comes on the heels of it: "Who taught you that?" What other men have touched his skin? - did someone do that to him, drive down upon him and push themselves inside - the thought disturbs me.
His hand on my back is steadying. My arse and thighs feel sticky-slick with cooling oil, unpleasant.