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Drabble~Viggo/Sean
Sometimes I read something that reminds me just how much love this pairing,
liars_dance's recent drabble Breathless is one of those things, go read it! ;)
Title: Sometimes
Author: Archet
Pairing: Viggo/Sean, all the way.
Rating: Adult Material –don’t read if under 18
Summary: Sometimes Sean knows what Viggo’s thinking, and sometimes he doesn’t.
Feedback: welcomed and appreciated!
Archive: Rugbytackling, my LJ
Disclaimer: This is fiction. I made it all up and am in no way implying anything regarding the real lives of the lovely men who are inspirations for these characters
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Sometimes he looks at me and I can tell he knows exactly what I’m thinking. Knows I’m thinking about last night. Knows I’m thinking how fucking gorgeous he’d looked, naked, sweating, spread wide, spread wide open for me. Goddamn. He was the most fuckable, glorious thing I’d ever seen, and he knows that’s what I’m thinking about.
Sometimes he looks at me and I can tell he has no idea what I’m thinking. If he knew what I wanted, how I mean to get it, he’d deny me. I can’t let that happen. I just love him too fucking much.
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Title: Sometimes
Author: Archet
Pairing: Viggo/Sean, all the way.
Rating: Adult Material –don’t read if under 18
Summary: Sometimes Sean knows what Viggo’s thinking, and sometimes he doesn’t.
Feedback: welcomed and appreciated!
Archive: Rugbytackling, my LJ
Disclaimer: This is fiction. I made it all up and am in no way implying anything regarding the real lives of the lovely men who are inspirations for these characters
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Sometimes he looks at me and I can tell he knows exactly what I’m thinking. Knows I’m thinking about last night. Knows I’m thinking how fucking gorgeous he’d looked, naked, sweating, spread wide, spread wide open for me. Goddamn. He was the most fuckable, glorious thing I’d ever seen, and he knows that’s what I’m thinking about.
Sometimes he looks at me and I can tell he has no idea what I’m thinking. If he knew what I wanted, how I mean to get it, he’d deny me. I can’t let that happen. I just love him too fucking much.
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And thank you so much for that lovely rec - *smooches*
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And thank you so much for that lovely rec - *smooches* No thanks necessary, it's a wonderful drabble, *hugs*
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How can you say so much in so few words *in awe*
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