July 3, 2010

Drabble #34

Prompt: Tune

I’ll never be able to listen to Horses without remembering what it felt like to fuck you. First time I heard that album was when you blasted it so your housemate wouldn’t hear us going at it all afternoon (not that she didn’t know). And though I was focused on you, it was like a threesome: you, me, the music. I heard every word, responded to every line, all the while completely caught up in your skin, lips, teeth, tongue, cock, fingers. Now I hear Horses and I get horny, miss you more than I do at any other time.

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