M--Much Ado About A Lot

Strelein von Rosnete · 04-23-2011, 11:22 PM

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ps.. pp a bit...

He could hear him out there. It was easy to hear, what with his nails clanking on the wood outside of his door. Strel was sitting on his bed, getting more and more irritated the longer the man outside delayed coming in. Really, he was not being discrete at all. What was he waiting for? Fanfare? Strel rubbed a mistake he had made with his charcoal, finally grumbling and putting it aside, onto the dresser top. His fingers were coated in a fine layer of the black charcoal dust, which he knew was not going to be a good thing for Noss to get coated in, which was definitely going to happen no matter how hard Strel could try to keep his hands off of the other man. But after a month gone, it was hard to deny that the redhead had a longing to touch that man. God, he was such a freak.

But the redhead paused at his door, hearing the shuffling outside, the breathing; he could smell him there too. Placing both hands on the wooden door, Strel quieted his breathing as best as he could, thinking. It had been a month, and he had not done anything with anyone in that time. It had been both frustrating and kind of a break as he had thrown himself to work hard to distract his mind and hands from the thought of it. He was as much a man as Noss, desires and all, but he had better self-restraint; he was far better at it. But now the redhead could not deny his desire. No, he could not. It was strong, especially with him standing there, smelling so enticing.

Unable to hold back now, the redhead jerked the door open, and grabbed at Noss, growling lightly. "Get in already, idiot," he said huskily, slamming the door shut behind the two of them as the Strel shoved him toward the middle of the room and the mattress and blankets he called a bed.

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