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Dec. 13th, 2003 11:13 pmThis is it. Part five. The end. A good place to end and a nice round number.
Oh dear, to think this was just ment to be one little, innocent drabble...
The world has shrunk. It’s three white walls and a deep blue curtain. It’s a low wooden ceiling and a concrete floor. It’s Sean, all Sean, around him and filling him and there doesn’t need to be anything else. Hands and skin and lips, sighs and grunts and deep breathing. They can breathe together as one being. One body now, interconnected.
Then Andy feels Sean tremble in vicious ecstasy and for a moment he too balances on the edge of a precipice, wanting to keep this almost-moment forever and he’s there…
…and then with a shudder the world catches up.
Oh dear, to think this was just ment to be one little, innocent drabble...
The world has shrunk. It’s three white walls and a deep blue curtain. It’s a low wooden ceiling and a concrete floor. It’s Sean, all Sean, around him and filling him and there doesn’t need to be anything else. Hands and skin and lips, sighs and grunts and deep breathing. They can breathe together as one being. One body now, interconnected.
Then Andy feels Sean tremble in vicious ecstasy and for a moment he too balances on the edge of a precipice, wanting to keep this almost-moment forever and he’s there…
…and then with a shudder the world catches up.
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Date: 2003-12-22 04:03 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-12-22 04:15 am (UTC)The pairing was because I was researching Sean for my Christmas fic (which has just gone to be betad - pairing him with David Wenham because I've never seen anyone else do that) and MLH wanted Andy slash. So Andy/Sean it was - which actually makes sense since they are both theatre actors - thus the jibe in the first drabble about the different Shakespeare productions.
Your comment about the bare feet - that was the original bunny. When I saw Andy in the theatre we saw his changing cubicle on our way out and debated 'knocking' on the curtain to ask for an autograph, but decided not to because we could see his bare feet and ankles and figured he might not want to be disturbed. I guess we were right because we realised, to our embarassment, later that of course, through a curtain he could hear every word we said.
Then of course we started discussing why he didn't want to be disturbed...
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Date: 2003-12-22 05:41 am (UTC)That story about the bare feet is so cute! I wonder what he was doing... heheh, I almost wish you'd gone to check ;)
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Date: 2003-12-22 05:46 am (UTC)Yeah, now I wish we had. Who knows what we'd have seen...
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Date: 2003-12-22 05:58 am (UTC)