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mackzazzle: Neverwhere, pale skin, 100 words.
So long underground.
The Marquis’ fingers against pale skin a greater contrast than six months ago. Maybe because then it was reluctantly clasped hands and now it’s dark fingers against a chest that never sees the light because it’s always cold.
Body heat. That’s why he presses so close. Breath isn’t visible if it doesn’t hit the air, gasping into someone else’s mouth, heat in front, cold wall behind, making it imperative that no more clothes are shed than necessary. He’s not sure how he’s going to explain it to himself when it’s summer. Because he can’t let it end.
mackzazzle: Neverwhere, pale skin, 100 words.So long underground.
The Marquis’ fingers against pale skin a greater contrast than six months ago. Maybe because then it was reluctantly clasped hands and now it’s dark fingers against a chest that never sees the light because it’s always cold.
Body heat. That’s why he presses so close. Breath isn’t visible if it doesn’t hit the air, gasping into someone else’s mouth, heat in front, cold wall behind, making it imperative that no more clothes are shed than necessary. He’s not sure how he’s going to explain it to himself when it’s summer. Because he can’t let it end.
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Date: 2004-12-23 03:56 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-12-23 04:06 pm (UTC)Eeeeeeexcellent. The Marquis de Carabas is one of the best characters ever. Seriously. He rivals Crowley in cool.
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Date: 2004-12-24 12:26 pm (UTC)by your leave?
Date: 2004-12-23 04:13 pm (UTC)The Marquis plants his need in the winter pale flesh of his beloved. He burrows tenderly into him and leaves his seed. Over a long dark spring burgeoning with life, dark and ice cold, all will suddenly burst out into merry warmth and light.
Such is the way love grows or so the Marquis tends his seedlings with all hope and anxiety. Carabas uses his cunning to keep close to him. That is all.
Re: by your leave?
Date: 2004-12-23 04:16 pm (UTC)Re: by your leave?
Date: 2004-12-23 04:17 pm (UTC)Re: by your leave?
Date: 2004-12-23 04:18 pm (UTC)You too!
Re: by your leave?
Date: 2004-12-23 04:39 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-12-23 09:09 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-12-24 01:39 am (UTC)