Ars Goetia ([personal profile] arsgoetia) wrote2011-01-04 09:09 pm
  • Add Memory
  • Share This Entry
Entry tags:

[Final Day] What Comes Around

After an hour or so of dirty sex and constant talking, even Tristan's voice is a bit hoarse. But he seems pretty fucking pleased with himself as he curls up to Fon under the covers and wraps his arms around him, kissing at his neck.

"Happy?" he asks, only a little smug.
Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[identity profile] peacockeyes.livejournal.com 2011-01-05 05:52 am (UTC)(link)
[steps between Tristan and the bird instinctively. SUCH A WINNER]

What?

[personal profile] arsgoetia 2011-01-05 05:53 am (UTC)(link)
". . . Fon, you're a fast learner, right?" Tristan asks, voice tight.

[identity profile] peacockeyes.livejournal.com 2011-01-05 05:55 am (UTC)(link)
[keeps his eyes on the bird]

Yes.

[personal profile] arsgoetia 2011-01-05 05:57 am (UTC)(link)
Tristan dangles the car keys over your shoulder.

"Take it and get back to the house. If they're coming for me, they're going to come for others as well."

[personal profile] arsgoetia 2011-01-05 05:59 am (UTC)(link)
"Mm—"

Tristan pushes you up against the doorframe, kissing deeply.

[identity profile] peacockeyes.livejournal.com 2011-01-05 06:01 am (UTC)(link)
[kissing back and taking the keys]

If you're lying we're going to have a problem.

[personal profile] arsgoetia 2011-01-05 06:03 am (UTC)(link)
Tristan grins easily. "I try not to lie except when it's necessary," he says, then takes off down the stairs.

[identity profile] peacockeyes.livejournal.com 2011-01-05 06:05 am (UTC)(link)
[you're so lying. Goes drive back to Lucia's house :|]
Flat | Top-Level Comments Only