"Do I?" he asked, looking down at himself. He had never seen anything special about his appearance or body. He was.. kind of stiflingly normal, at least in presence.
Sighing, he climbed into bed next to her, propping himself up against the headboard. His eyes raked over her body as he found himself thinking about her occupation. He really couldn't judge her for it, despite the fact that part of him wanted to. She looked so comfortable this way, naked and young.. absolutely stunning.
He noted her serious expression, and donned one of his own, thinking... It was already Thursday and he was due back in Newport News on Sunday afternoon.
"Is this the part where we stop being strangers?" he asked helplessly. This thing had grabbed hold of them, so suddenly; without any sort of warning. Michael thought it was love, but how could he be sure? Maybe it was simple lust, trapped away for a year of celibacy.
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Date: 2008-06-26 09:28 pm (UTC)Sighing, he climbed into bed next to her, propping himself up against the headboard. His eyes raked over her body as he found himself thinking about her occupation. He really couldn't judge her for it, despite the fact that part of him wanted to. She looked so comfortable this way, naked and young.. absolutely stunning.
He noted her serious expression, and donned one of his own, thinking... It was already Thursday and he was due back in Newport News on Sunday afternoon.
"Is this the part where we stop being strangers?" he asked helplessly. This thing had grabbed hold of them, so suddenly; without any sort of warning. Michael thought it was love, but how could he be sure? Maybe it was simple lust, trapped away for a year of celibacy.