Oh my god. OH MY GOD!! This was fucking perfect and HOT and funny (On the way they’re confronted by a giant Gucci ad of Brad haphazardly covered glaring down at them. “Jesus,” Brad says as they cross the street. “That never stops being scary.” -- HEE!!) and... DOOD.
I love how Brad works so hard to know Nate, and I love his simultaneous insight and blindness when it comes to what makes Nate tick. I love all the detail you put into this: Brad knows his shit and has... opinions, regardless of what business he's in. I love your Ray (“Okay, so I’m a gorgeous chiseled mother fucker,” -- I almost fell on the floor laughing... Oh RAY-RAY!). I love this: He orgasms thinking about Nate’s belly and the curve of his eyelashes. Jesusgod, that's... yeah.
AWESOME.
(And P.S., you get so many fucking bonus points for the Kalverstraat, Chelsea, and Ducati references, you don't even know.)
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I love how Brad works so hard to know Nate, and I love his simultaneous insight and blindness when it comes to what makes Nate tick. I love all the detail you put into this: Brad knows his shit and has... opinions, regardless of what business he's in. I love your Ray (“Okay, so I’m a gorgeous chiseled mother fucker,” -- I almost fell on the floor laughing... Oh RAY-RAY!). I love this: He orgasms thinking about Nate’s belly and the curve of his eyelashes. Jesusgod, that's... yeah.
AWESOME.
(And P.S., you get so many fucking bonus points for the Kalverstraat, Chelsea, and Ducati references, you don't even know.)