Title On Display
Author
janedavitt
Web page Jane's Stories
Pairing Shawn/Lassiter
Rating PG
Length 100 words
Spoilers/Warnings None
"Oh God!" Spencer flattened himself against the wall and writhed, wanton, carnal.
Where's his pole? Carlton thought sourly.
"The spirits tell me that we need to look--"
I'm not looking anywhere but right at you, Spencer, you posturing, posing--
Carlton didn't add 'pathetic' to the list. That adjective was reserved for him, the addict staring.
Did Spencer know what he did to Carlton with these displays; licked lips, groping hands, flashes of exposed skin? Did he?
Spencer collapsed, gasping, and their eyes met. Spencer winked and blew him a kiss.
Yeah, Spencer knew.
Where were his cuffs, goddammit?
Author
Web page Jane's Stories
Pairing Shawn/Lassiter
Rating PG
Length 100 words
Spoilers/Warnings None
"Oh God!" Spencer flattened himself against the wall and writhed, wanton, carnal.
Where's his pole? Carlton thought sourly.
"The spirits tell me that we need to look--"
I'm not looking anywhere but right at you, Spencer, you posturing, posing--
Carlton didn't add 'pathetic' to the list. That adjective was reserved for him, the addict staring.
Did Spencer know what he did to Carlton with these displays; licked lips, groping hands, flashes of exposed skin? Did he?
Spencer collapsed, gasping, and their eyes met. Spencer winked and blew him a kiss.
Yeah, Spencer knew.
Where were his cuffs, goddammit?
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