Dark fingers move down the side of Matt's neck. Lips press close. Closer still. It's impossible to keep the danger and sex from this. It's part of the game and who he is now. Mussed up, frizzy curls tickle his earlobe. "It takes better when it hurts, when you're afraid. It doesn't have to."
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Date: 2011-12-23 02:54 am (UTC)