"no no you really shouldn’t "… Jimmy mumbles, barely audible and it’s true, he bloody knows it but Thomas’s tongue slides down his neck, hot and wet and Jimmy moans, thankful no one can hear in the dark of the wine cellar … not at this time anyway…. warm hands rough on his naked chest, running up…
I finally found this!!!! It’s too hot bb not to reblog and tag. It’s actually been haunting me.
How does this have notes, who dug it out of my archive? o_O
thanks bb but I think I didn’t do too well here, everybody says it’s hot and maybe it partly is but tbh that was not the point … =/
I know what you mean when you say it wasn’t the point; I just loved how you wrapped Jimmy’s yes/no struggle with hating/loving Thomas into such a hot little drabble. I loved the duality because it’s so Jimmy. I’ll shut my cake hole now about it. :D