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milliways_bar2005-02-06 08:47 pm
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David is in the bar.
David has been in the bar since early this morning, before the sun had risen.
David is drinking from a steaming thermos of tea. Sweet tea, made with condensed milk, so he doesn't need to add sugar.
David didn't sleep, except in the bar last night, and he doesn't look great, but he doesn't look terrible, either.
David has been in the bar since early this morning, before the sun had risen.
David is drinking from a steaming thermos of tea. Sweet tea, made with condensed milk, so he doesn't need to add sugar.
David didn't sleep, except in the bar last night, and he doesn't look great, but he doesn't look terrible, either.

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"What?"
He is utterly. blown. out of. the water.
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"You... didn't know."
fuck
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"I always just assume it's lust. Nothing against you. Just...this would be a first. I don't get many of those."
Sorry...
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"No, I'm the one that should be apologising. It was. In the beginning."
It's not now.
"And somehow, this is bizarre, that you're... like this. And I'm telling you this."
He facepalms.
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"If you wanted normal, you wouldn't have found your way to me."
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He bites his lip, narrows his eyes a little.
"At least to be able to..."
He waves his hand a little.
"Not have you be eight years old."
I'm early...fuck it.
"I think something can be arranged."
And he leans up and kisses David, right on the lips...only...there's suddenly more weight. And his arm is moved by a large body in his lap. And soft wings slip over the edge of his arm to spread above them and around them, perfect and soft and white and pearly. And then the kiss is searing and warm and perfect, enough to make even David's toes curl, perhaps.
He leans back, a little pink himself even as he pulls away, and smiles brilliantly at David.
"Better?"
Re: I'm early...fuck it.
The weight and the wings and the soft lips and his fingers grasp at Loki's shirt as the kiss continues, and then ends, and he opens his eyes, dazzled by the smile.
"Better?" Loki asks.
"Better? It would have been even better if you hadn't stopped," he says with a grin and pulls Loki back to him, lips on lips, tongue on tongue, David's hand in Loki's hair.
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"New Orleans...now."
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And he just nods. Nods like his life depends on it.
"Yuh huh."
He's scrambling then, pushing and pulling Loki to his feet, lips together, eyes on his path to the door, hoping like Hell he can open it into the house and not into the cemetery, and he does, and then, the door is closed, and they are gone (http://www.livejournal.com/community/thebigeasyways/8362.html).