ext_95152 ([identity profile] notsoyoung.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] 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.

[identity profile] mini-matantei.livejournal.com 2005-02-07 04:05 am (UTC)(link)
Innocent green eyes blink...and for the first time in ages, they're actually innocent.

"What?"

He is utterly. blown. out of. the water.

[identity profile] mini-matantei.livejournal.com 2005-02-07 04:17 am (UTC)(link)
The voice is small again, even though he's still looking at David.

"I always just assume it's lust. Nothing against you. Just...this would be a first. I don't get many of those."

Sorry...

[identity profile] mini-matantei.livejournal.com 2005-02-07 04:22 am (UTC)(link)
The little god smirks, just a little.

"If you wanted normal, you wouldn't have found your way to me."

I'm early...fuck it.

[identity profile] mini-matantei.livejournal.com 2005-02-07 04:53 am (UTC)(link)
And Loki feels something click inside...and he grins.

"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?"

[identity profile] mini-matantei.livejournal.com 2005-02-07 05:03 am (UTC)(link)
Loki dives back into the kiss, wanting everything, wanting David like he's wanted few other things, not truly understanding everything he's said and everything that has been said but not really caring. David loves him. He...this is so far beyond lust, he can't even admit it to himself, perhaps...but he loves David. It's wrong, and he has a feeling he'll pay for it, but he loves him and he can't keep his lips off, or his hands away, or his eyes from shifting and swirling madly with desire and need and love, fuck it, love and he pulls back and for the very first time in his existance...he's a little breathless.

"New Orleans...now."