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06, Iliad,

Fandom: Pg
Iliad: Achilles / Patroclus
Prompt: sighs
Notes. AU. Yes, AU. Achilles and Patroclus in a location other than a tent, a battlefield, one thing with the dust and blood, in fact. Just for a change and see what effect him, maybe make fun. Join the 4 of pOrnfest fanfic_italia , of course.

my gaze falls on his index finger as it slides between the lips. I see the lower lip to lean forward while sucking the tip of his finger in mock done thoughtfully, the bastard. Is looking at me from the back of the room because he knows that I am excited beyond words, she knows very well.
For a moment I can even to glimpse her tongue peeping out, before my attention is captured by the owner that I badly apostrophe.
"Hey you, give us a move? We're not playing mica, here! "
Yes, yes I nod and when I take the bar from where I had left. The shadows I hide her figure, especially now that he has moved further down, one of the last seats. I look at him as he dropped wearily on a chair, that Christ's always finger in her mouth. But what is it, a baby?
I move forward into the spotlight and talk about fixing it, making my every gesture, the more dramatic - and sensual - as possible. I look at it, if you like, but I will ensure that they are not the only one excited tonight. My hand shooting forward, as if wielding a sword, and with a half smile I launch into my monologue, while very fantasy kill my opponent, not stopping for a moment to be graceful in their movements. Fencing helped me a lot in this, I must admit, and my healthy narcissism not only increases the pleasure I feel at this time. The rehearsals are those stresses me more, but they can also give me great satisfaction and at times more than the former itself. Concluding the scene, I go back from the wings, getting a decent round of applause from the boys who coordinate the behind the scenes.
Lynn approached me with a bottle of water and a towel, take care to place it on my bare chest and drenched in sweat. Now I'm used to his gestures, his hands touching me with ease and familiarity. Not only is it beautiful, but also fairly good as an actress. Several times I told her to try to claim a part, but every time she merely shook her head and giggling, hiding behind the excuse of shyness. For the theater you need courage, or so I have always said. A minimum of courage, at least. He glanced sideways to the audience, but I can not see it, so I turned toward her.
"You know who is that guy? It is now a week who come here. "
The girl I'm massaging your shoulders, and replied absently.
"I have no idea, honey. The director does not stories and I do not ask questions, if you are good to him ... Why? "
shrugged in a gesture of false indifference, and taking her hand to his lips. I see her tremble slightly, and smile in response.
"No, it's just me from 'bother to have those eyeballs. You may inquire for me? I would like to exchange a few words after the first of tomorrow, if it is present there too. "
The bite just smile and look at your thumb, while backs and loose from my grip.
"Okay sweet, I'll see what I can do. You know what it will cost you, mh? "He laughs, her back to me and directed towards the dressing rooms.
"Oh, sure. With pleasure. "I say, following her. I do not even care that someone sees us, what is now known that there is enough fun, me and her. I sneak into my dressing room, following her, and I shut the door behind him with a thud dry.

"At last the finger is where it belongs." Whistle, taking the index of that guy - how did you call? Oh, yes, Patroclus, here's how. What a name! - Sucking and almost reaching the knuckle.
"At least the plant to smile." Grumbling, went in one direction and indistinct. I feel rder, while with the other hand pulls me down on this costume - or a ridiculous thong - and takes possession of my excitement without giving so many explanations. Those arriving later, I suppose. Or they did not, would not be a problem. I will just push harder against the chair in the dressing room, because to sit, or do something meaningful that can take on the appearance of a position quite horny. Patroclus - but parents have? - Merely resist slipping off the finger of his mouth and letting my sex, while a step back and I team.
"Of course you're much better up close." Verdict, not stop giggling. "I do not I would have thought, really. "he looks around, searching for something like one of the bouquets of flowers and makeup and the lack of furniture. At the end shakes his head, sighing.
"But there's no good. Do not have a place more comfortable? "Fed up with making calls, crossing his arms to his chest. I feel that I am going to jump on him, if I were an animal, but I refrain.
"What do you want a suite? This is what I have for the time being, I certainly did not intend to take you home. "
sighed again, before putting on an air of sullen gods.
"Too bad, I would have liked ... You know, a bed, sofa, rug ... "
With a click I move, finding a few inches from him, with my most charming smile.
"On the ground you're happy with less?" He murmured, getting close enough to be potergli biting the ear lobe. I feel that finally choked to issue a stop that laughter and sighs, and before long his hands back to touch me, frantically. Slid on the floor with ease, and I leave it mounted on top of me still dressed. My fingers quickly loose the buttons of his shirt, as he unravels outside the trousers, without stopping to stare. I know, are really cool, there is what to say. I see the way I look, you look at my slender fingers as they move over her body, I can see from his expression hungry that I immediately contagious. With a groan I open my legs and I let myself get in that uncomfortable position, closing his eyes and bowing his head on the cold floor. As he plays

glances at me, trying to hide the wish that more evidence. I settle her hair absent-mindedly looking at the mirror and my face when I hear the door open.
"See you tomorrow?" I ask casually, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
His eyes are crossed by a lightning of surprise and then of satisfaction.
"I'm really so good in bed, mh, Mr Achilles' Fast?" Does not wait for my response and simply close the door behind him, leaving me in doubt, except that I saw that grin just mentioned. Oh, yes, he can not resist. I'm just a cool.