Sweaty and brain-melted by that vivid image at the end. That was beautiful, very, very beautiful.
...'the light from the street lamp outside glistering on his sweaty skin. Hearing the soft pleading whispers in-between the moans.' 'He leans down to take that beautiful man apart, reduce him to babbling.' That right there is why I said beautiful, that's damn{sorry} near poetry the way you wrote that. *Round of Applause* to you for that.
But my favorite part of this is the opening paragraph Yes, the opening paragraph. Yes, read the rest. Yes, was "Oh God!" wonderful. Yes, am normalish red-blooded person, so did enjoy porny goodness. Sheesh.
That opening paragraph showed some fine, fine writing. dragged me into the moment and left me nearly breathless with empathy for John. In 71 words. Anarion is A*m*a*z*i*n*g and everyime I think your writing is at its best, you pull a rabbit trick like those 71 words and I'm surprised all over again. Thank You. Never stop the surprises 'kay?
Hey, my splints are off, can type again , so sorry about the avalanche of catch-up comments.
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That right there is why I said beautiful, that's damn{sorry} near poetry the way you wrote that. *Round of Applause* to you for that.
But my favorite part of this is the opening paragraph Yes, the opening paragraph. Yes, read the rest. Yes, was "Oh God!" wonderful. Yes, am normalish red-blooded person, so did enjoy porny goodness. Sheesh.
That opening paragraph showed some fine, fine writing. dragged me into the moment and left me nearly breathless with empathy for John.
In 71 words.
Anarion is A*m*a*z*i*n*g and everyime I think your writing is at its best, you pull a rabbit trick like those 71 words and I'm surprised all over again. Thank You. Never stop the surprises 'kay?
Hey, my splints are off, can type again , so sorry about the avalanche of catch-up comments.