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[giftedthom]

The weather's getting better, you know? Thom sits by the shore of the lake, barefoot, looking thoughtful. No telling how long he's been out here.

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[oldromansaint.livejournal.com]

Lips against Thom's flesh. "As soon as possible." And now his lips have strayed, down the crux of Thom's neck and shoulder. "When I next see you."

[giftedthom.livejournal.com]

He shivers; puts his other arm about Santino.

"Okay."

He nods in the direction of the bar, eyes dark and questioning: Shall we -- ?

[oldromansaint.livejournal.com]

Santino's fingers holding Thom's clothes, standing and pulling Thom into what was too rough to be a kiss.

"Let's head in."

[giftedthom.livejournal.com]

"Okay," Thom says again, and, breathing just a little faster, he lets Santino tow him away.