[tod] 8-D(are): Dress Up
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magic_fratboyHe wasn’t much for dressing up, but tonight was a different story. Tonight was worlds away from other nights like this one, and Tommy had seen more than a few. It wasn’t always planned, though, thought out and laid out with such care…
He didn’t like to think too much about what he was putting on…or how soon it might come off.
Blushing furiously, he grabbed his black leather vest off the bed and shrugged it on, checking himself out in the mirror as he buttoned it. He looked all right…okay, better than all right. He’d taken extra care with his clothes tonight, the leather vest and dark blue jeans an outfit that he knew complimented him. Hell, it ought to, Jelly had been there helping him shop for it with ten different wisecracks about how good his ass looked.
“I’m such a shmuck.” He sighed, raking a hand back through his hair. Already, it was growing out again, a little faster than he’d expected. Only a couple weeks out, and the close-cropped hair with the blunt-cut bangs falling in his eyes were hanging more naturally, curling at the edge of his collar in the back. Maybe it was all on him…everyone kept saying how good he looked with long hair…
Adding his handcuff necklace and a couple of his favorite rings, including the screaming skull Ben gave him last year for his birthday and a family crest his father had given him when he turned eighteen, Tommy finished the outfit with studs in each ear instead of his usual silver hoops. Another incidental from Jelly, she claimed that the pyramid-shaped diamond studs made his ears look sexy…whatever the hell that meant.
He trusted her opinion…and he was shooting for sexy tonight, right?
The only thing he didn’t bother with was shoes. He was at home, and he didn’t wear shoes unless he had to. So, barefoot, he padded out of his room and prayed he hadn’t overdone the threads, along with the lamb and dolmas he’d made for dinner as he headed back towards the kitchen, waiting for Ziyah to emerge from her room.
Tonight was a night he was hoping she’d never forget.
Muse: Tommy Karras
Fandom: Original Character
Words: 365
He didn’t like to think too much about what he was putting on…or how soon it might come off.
Blushing furiously, he grabbed his black leather vest off the bed and shrugged it on, checking himself out in the mirror as he buttoned it. He looked all right…okay, better than all right. He’d taken extra care with his clothes tonight, the leather vest and dark blue jeans an outfit that he knew complimented him. Hell, it ought to, Jelly had been there helping him shop for it with ten different wisecracks about how good his ass looked.
“I’m such a shmuck.” He sighed, raking a hand back through his hair. Already, it was growing out again, a little faster than he’d expected. Only a couple weeks out, and the close-cropped hair with the blunt-cut bangs falling in his eyes were hanging more naturally, curling at the edge of his collar in the back. Maybe it was all on him…everyone kept saying how good he looked with long hair…
Adding his handcuff necklace and a couple of his favorite rings, including the screaming skull Ben gave him last year for his birthday and a family crest his father had given him when he turned eighteen, Tommy finished the outfit with studs in each ear instead of his usual silver hoops. Another incidental from Jelly, she claimed that the pyramid-shaped diamond studs made his ears look sexy…whatever the hell that meant.
He trusted her opinion…and he was shooting for sexy tonight, right?
The only thing he didn’t bother with was shoes. He was at home, and he didn’t wear shoes unless he had to. So, barefoot, he padded out of his room and prayed he hadn’t overdone the threads, along with the lamb and dolmas he’d made for dinner as he headed back towards the kitchen, waiting for Ziyah to emerge from her room.
Tonight was a night he was hoping she’d never forget.
Muse: Tommy Karras
Fandom: Original Character
Words: 365
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Date: 2008-11-13 11:57 pm (UTC)His thoughts continued to drift into silent contemplation of her body and her beauty as he pulled her close again, sitting up to drag her into his lap. With a little help from her and those hands that threatened to undo him with their light and insistent touch, he guided himself into her body until the world had narrowed completely to the silken heat of Ziyah, making his body sing with sensation.
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Date: 2008-11-16 05:41 pm (UTC)Smoothing hands down his back she could feel the momentum of their love scale to heights she had not yet been. It was almost too much, yet she found herself selfishly wanting more. This kind of adoration was unfamiliar to her.
Moving her lips back to his, she kissed him hard, feeding the explosive addiction of need and lust greedily.