Now that I'm on break from school, I'm trying to do this thing where I always feedback stories that I read and like. So... wheeee. I'm rusty at this!
First, let me just say that sleepy sex is a personal kink of mine, so I LOVE it when people write it in GK. IIRC, Signe wrote a sleepy sex piece for Porn Battle over the summer, but it was sleepy!Nate. I'm not gonna lie, I'm kind of in love with sleepy!Brad after this.
Nate’s thigh muscles trembled and he’d had to bite into the muscle of his own bicep to keep from screaming.
It’s the kind of unfettered honesty that Nate could never hope to hear when Brad was fully awake.
His eyes are closed, blond lashes curved against his cheek. It’s like he’s trying to construct Nate’s face inside his head
Nate doubts he even knows what he’s said. He bends his head and kisses the word out of Brad’s mouth.
I fucking love these lines. They're just so matter of fact, so Brad and Nate, and they still manage to be romantic at the same time. Gorgeous.
He remembers a time when Brad fucked him stupid and then wouldn’t meet his eyes as he pulled his pants on. Back then Brad used to leave his jacket or watch behind just so he would have an excuse to come back again.
I... good god, I want this story. It's so gorgeous and painful and fucked up and hopeful, all at the same time.
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First, let me just say that sleepy sex is a personal kink of mine, so I LOVE it when people write it in GK. IIRC, Signe wrote a sleepy sex piece for Porn Battle over the summer, but it was sleepy!Nate. I'm not gonna lie, I'm kind of in love with sleepy!Brad after this.
Nate’s thigh muscles trembled and he’d had to bite into the muscle of his own bicep to keep from screaming.
It’s the kind of unfettered honesty that Nate could never hope to hear when Brad was fully awake.
His eyes are closed, blond lashes curved against his cheek. It’s like he’s trying to construct Nate’s face inside his head
Nate doubts he even knows what he’s said. He bends his head and kisses the word out of Brad’s mouth.
I fucking love these lines. They're just so matter of fact, so Brad and Nate, and they still manage to be romantic at the same time. Gorgeous.
He remembers a time when Brad fucked him stupid and then wouldn’t meet his eyes as he pulled his pants on. Back then Brad used to leave his jacket or watch behind just so he would have an excuse to come back again.
I... good god, I want this story. It's so gorgeous and painful and fucked up and hopeful, all at the same time.
Lovely story!!