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whenshewasnice) wrote2017-07-13 08:48 pm
whenshewasnice) wrote2017-07-13 08:48 pm
Some Festival, Somewhere, Thursday FT
Some shows seemed similar, blending into each other until Envy's recent past seemed like one big blur of stages and stages and stages that were all essentially the same.
And then some shows were wholly special. Some shows happened during sunset on stages under a big tent, with a gentle breeze blowing from the ocean. Some shows had Envy jumping and bouncing around the stage in her short sequined dress and feeling happy.
Some shows made it feel like everything was possible.
Some shows made it feel like it didn't matter whether everything was possible, because this was all that mattered. The stage and the breeze and the sunset and the sequins, and the roar and energy and smiles of the crowd.
This made everything else worth it.
[ooc: NFB but open for calls/texts/emails afterwards!]
And then some shows were wholly special. Some shows happened during sunset on stages under a big tent, with a gentle breeze blowing from the ocean. Some shows had Envy jumping and bouncing around the stage in her short sequined dress and feeling happy.
Some shows made it feel like everything was possible.
Some shows made it feel like it didn't matter whether everything was possible, because this was all that mattered. The stage and the breeze and the sunset and the sequins, and the roar and energy and smiles of the crowd.
This made everything else worth it.
[ooc: NFB but open for calls/texts/emails afterwards!]
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He was muttering curses under his breath, losing track of anything remotely rational.
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And then she was there, still bucking her hips against his but lacking any kind of a rhythm because the rush of pleasure was distracting like that.
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Peter came with a whimper, his fingers clinging tightly to her hips.
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But didn't.
Instead, she kept herself upright, if leaning heavily on the arm she had against the bed. Trying to get her breath to even out from panting.
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"Phew."
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In fact, there was.
"Mm."
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He eyed the ceiling for a while, waiting for his control over his faculties to circle back to himself.
"That's been a while."
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She'd managed to put a few extra years of age difference between them with her eccentric universe-hopping lifestyle.
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Well, that and the words themselves, no matter how mild her tone was.
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"You're an asshole."
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Like an asshole.
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It made it all the sweeter when she said, "No, I think you're just an asshole."
Patently untrue.