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Mike Pinocchio ([personal profile] forthedog) wrote2011-08-15 12:18 am
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Let's not try to figure out everything at once...

It's better. For the first time, it's better and he's sure it's not just wishful thinking, or adjusting to a situation that's just as shitty as it was before.

He's still not good. The morning he and Neil had spent in bed and curled around each other, he hadn't dreamed, but that night he had, and badly. And the night after. Neil touches him, and he still flinches instinctively away most of the time. The thought of going outside for anything--even the smallest task--feels like an exhausting ordeal. At times even getting up to bathe or eat is difficult.

But a few days later, and he's sure it's still better. As he makes his way up the stairs to he apartment, he's sure he feels less tired. Less battered inside.

Again, he's coming back from therapy, but he's feeling cautiously hopeful in addition to sore and tired. Donna had seemed entirely unsurprised when he had broached the subject--sidling around to it with an awkwardness that made him cringe and yet that he couldn't really stop--nodding and moving over to a desk and scribbling a name and a number down on a scrap of paper.

"There," she had said, tossing her long blond ponytail back over her shoulder and handing the paper to him. "Call that number. They'll take good care of you. Promise."

And he had thought that might actually be all she said about it, but as she pointed him back to the mat and his stretches, she had smiled, and it had been faint and warm. "I'm glad you said something," she said quietly. "'Cause I was about to."

Under the embarrassment, he was--and is--grateful. Because people care. They care without prying, without making themselves a nuisance.

Unless they have to. He thinks of Johnny and doesn't quite smile.

He turns the key in the lock, pushes the door open. Maybe it's better, but he's still tired and everything still hurts, and all he wants to do is curl up on the couch and doze.

Once it would have been with a drink. But now part of him--a louder part--is wondering if that might be the best idea.
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[personal profile] little_moons 2011-08-18 03:14 am (UTC)(link)
Stripping off my jeans and kicking them aside, I slip into the shower, pulling the curtain closed behind me.

The water's warm, the air close and humid in the tiny cubicle, and I reach for the soap in the dish, bending down to press a kiss to his temple.
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[personal profile] little_moons 2011-08-18 04:03 am (UTC)(link)
"Fuck you," I mutter, still distantly embarrassed by that admission, 'cause it was a thousand times more intimate than if I'd said I wanted to fuck him.

"They said half an hour. I think," I snort. The lady on the phone didn't exactly speak English fluently.

Soaping up my palms, I start in on his shoulders, knowing full well he can do all this on his own, but it's a decent excuse to touch him, and I'm gonna take it.
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[personal profile] little_moons 2011-08-18 02:46 pm (UTC)(link)
That sound he makes is all the encouragement I need. I lean over him, working my hands over his shoulders, his arms, down the length of his back, over his chest, bent low with my face just next to his.

Pausing to soap up my hands again and flashing him a crooked grin, I let my hands drift lower, over his stomach, the ridges of muscle he's been slowly rebuilding, then I let my hand slip down between his legs, sliding over his cock. And maybe I'm not exactly working toward sex, but there's nothing clinical or detached about it.
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[personal profile] little_moons 2011-08-18 04:24 pm (UTC)(link)
"What?" I grin crookedly, my hand trailing over his thighs instead, first one and then the other, drifting as close to the abrupt end of his leg than I've ever really dared.

Pressing a kiss to the side of his neck, I finally curl my hand around his dick, my fingers loose around him, my thumb drifting over the head. We don't have a lot of time, he's right, but this, I think we can manage.
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[personal profile] little_moons 2011-08-18 06:29 pm (UTC)(link)
Rumbling out a laugh, I let my forehead rest against his shoulder, bent over him awkwardly but not really giving a shit. I tighten my hand around his dick, moving slowly, 'cause I'm a fuckin' tease and 'cause I know it'll feel good.

Blindly, I put the soap bar back up on the shelf, curving that hand along his jaw and lifting my head to meet him in a kiss.
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[personal profile] little_moons 2011-08-18 07:08 pm (UTC)(link)
"We need a bigger shower," I tease, crouched on the tile in the tiny bit of space I've got, my tongue sweeping past his lips, drawing him into a deeper kiss and moving my hand over him faster.

I pull away with a gasp, water beating down on both of us, still pleasantly warm, and I push him back so I've got the room to duck down and wrap my lips around the head of his cock.
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[personal profile] little_moons 2011-08-19 12:38 am (UTC)(link)
That's exactly what I want to hear. I want that little edge of desperation, of blind want, that open eagerness that has become rare over the last few months.

I moan around him, swallowing him down deep, wanting to make him come. Wanting it more than I've wanted anything in a long time. Like this, cramped into a tiny shower stall, it's probably not the greatest blowjob ever, but to me, it's pretty fuckin' perfect.
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[personal profile] little_moons 2011-08-19 01:04 am (UTC)(link)
I swallow him down, every last drop, feeling his dick pulse against my tongue, his muscles jerking and trembling under my hands. And it's fucking perfect. Over too fast? Sure, but maybe I'm stupid enough to hope that this won't be the last time. Not even close.

I pull back, my lips pressing briefly to his thigh, taking a moment to catch my breath, then I push to my feet, dick hard and untouched, but right now, I'm okay with that.

"Food'll be here soon," I murmur, leaning down to kiss the corner of his lips, my hands sliding back through his wet hair.
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[personal profile] little_moons 2011-08-19 03:03 am (UTC)(link)
Grinning, I reach for the faucet and twist it off, stepping one foot out of the shower and grabbing him a towel from the rack. I hand it over, grab one for myself, and I'm hastily drying myself off, bending to move his prosthesis within reach and stepping out of the way.

On my way out the door, I grin back at him before I disappear into the bedroom, still flushed and half hard.
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[personal profile] little_moons 2011-08-20 12:42 am (UTC)(link)
"Seemed pretty fuckin' fair to me," I say, grinning kind of stupidly, and I drop my towel in the hamper, standing at the foot of the bed naked and turning to him with one brow arched.

"You wanna come over here and make it fair?"
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[personal profile] little_moons 2011-08-20 09:57 pm (UTC)(link)
"You can try," I say, taking another step back toward the bed and offering him a smile that's more of a challenge than anything.

Five minutes, or maybe they'll be late with the food. This is one of the few times I'm actually hoping for that.
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[personal profile] little_moons 2011-08-22 04:22 pm (UTC)(link)
"I don't give a fuck, just get over here," I say, sitting down on the edge of the bed and beckoning him closer.

His body looks different, and it's more than just the scars. The muscles are bigger on one side, overcompensation for having to balance on the prosthesis. Just a subtle difference that, to most people, would be completely overshadowed by the scars. He still looks uncomfortable, awkward in his own skin, but he's got no reason to be.

One day, I hope he'll be able to trust that.
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[personal profile] little_moons 2011-08-23 01:59 am (UTC)(link)
And just like that, it's about more than just sex, if it was ever really about sex to begin with. Five fucking minutes doesn't seem like long enough, not for what I want to do, all because of three fucking words.

My breath stutters, a physical ache tightening behind my breastbone, and I rest both hands on his hips, pulling him in close.

"I love you, too," I breathe, and it's fuckin' embarrassing, how I come undone like this, just over a few fuckin' words.

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