Take a second
Tuesday, July 03, 2007
Mainly because I can--shamelessly imported from "that other blog" (first and last; so STOP asking!)
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I like watching you sleep... not as much as you do watching me but this is one of the rare occasions.
Mmm. I'm pondering over the many ways to rouse you from your slumber.
Something tender, gentle... a loving peck on the cheek perhaps? Or have you wake screaming in wicked pleasure?
Oh what the hell, I'm not feeling particularly romantic today.
After all, I still need to get even for dinner last night.
Remember? We were having dinner...
and the last thing on my mind was food.
You were sitting so close; the scent of you intoxicating my senses whole as the main course on the table sat alone and forgotten.
Technically, you were supposed to be the main course.
Yet you sat there, much to my annoyance, carrying a conversation in polite tones about a topic that I had absolutely no interest for like we were on a -normal-, proper date.
Except... that twinkle, that smirk in your eyes that betrayed you as you watched me.
I was this close to grabbing and hauling you into the kitchen bathroom for the sole purpose of making you scream my name.
And now I have all the time in the world.
Mainly because I can--shamelessly imported from "that other blog" (first and last; so STOP asking!)
********
I like watching you sleep... not as much as you do watching me but this is one of the rare occasions.
Mmm. I'm pondering over the many ways to rouse you from your slumber.
Something tender, gentle... a loving peck on the cheek perhaps? Or have you wake screaming in wicked pleasure?
Oh what the hell, I'm not feeling particularly romantic today.
After all, I still need to get even for dinner last night.
Remember? We were having dinner...
and the last thing on my mind was food.
You were sitting so close; the scent of you intoxicating my senses whole as the main course on the table sat alone and forgotten.
Technically, you were supposed to be the main course.
Yet you sat there, much to my annoyance, carrying a conversation in polite tones about a topic that I had absolutely no interest for like we were on a -normal-, proper date.
Except... that twinkle, that smirk in your eyes that betrayed you as you watched me.
I was this close to grabbing and hauling you into the kitchen bathroom for the sole purpose of making you scream my name.
And now I have all the time in the world.
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Sean Sean Tan;
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