A lot of their memories are sad or bitter around the edges. He'd rather focus on the good parts.
"Keep talking..."
Soon enough they're both naked, the metal floor of the hold hard beneath them despite their improvised bedding. He slicks up his fingers as much as possible and presses in carefully, relishing the feel of him opening up to his touch.
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Date: 2013-03-23 07:15 am (UTC)"Keep talking..."
Soon enough they're both naked, the metal floor of the hold hard beneath them despite their improvised bedding. He slicks up his fingers as much as possible and presses in carefully, relishing the feel of him opening up to his touch.