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Title: An Hour Later
Author: phobosgirl (phobosgirl@earthlink.net)
Date: 3/27/05
Rating: NC-17
Authors notes: Thanks for talking to me about this fic, ![[info]](http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) vedaprophet!
Feedback is more than welcome and can be sent to phobosgirl@earthlink.net
Disclaimer: This is only for fun. None of this is real nor should any
implication be made based on this manuscript that I have any insider info on
either of these two fine men.
Warnings: Gale/Randy (Queer As Folk) RPS
Complete: yes
You should read The
Conversation before reading this fic.
An Hour Later
“Thank you.”
“For what? The masterful blowjob? Or for fucking you so hard you’re still
twitching?”
“For letting me come.”
“Well, you came sooner than I wanted you to-“
“Fuck you!”
“But I guess you deserved it, you worked my dick pretty hard.”
“That’s not what I meant.”
“What did you mean?”
“I meant, thank you for letting me come to see you, tonight.”
“I needed to see you, too.”
“...”
“...”
“This is fucked up.”
“I know.”
“I fucking dream of your mouth, you know. I mean, like, in my sleep and
everything. I wake up feeling your hands on me... and your mouth. Fuck,
in my sleep, your mouth torments me.”
“My mouth dreams of tormenting you...”
“Fuck this. I don’t want to be without you anymore.”
“...”
“Don’t turn your face away, look at me.”
“I don’t know what to say. What am I supposed to say?”
“That you love me and you don’t want to be without me, either.”
“...”
“Talk to me. Tell me we can do this. Please don’t shut me out.”
“You know there're two things in our way.”
“Yes...”
“Two big things.”
“Yes...”
“I don’t know if I’m ready.”
“After five years? You don’t know if you’re ready after five years? You
were the one who said not an hour ago that you couldn’t do casual with me
anymore!”
“Don’t get angry.”
“I’m not angry.”
“Cos we can’t talk about this if you’re angry.”
“I’m not angry. Do you love me?”
“It’s not that simple.”
“It can be. Do you love me?”
“Yes.”
“Then take the risk with me. It’ll be worth it.”
“You promise?”
“No, I can’t promise. But I can promise to try and make it worth it
for both of us. If you can, too.”
“You scare the shit out of me.”
“Is that a yes?”
“...”
“I love you. Will you try with me? Can we agree to do what’s necessary?”
“You’ll leave him...”
“Yes. And you’ll come out...”
“Yes.”
“Then we’re agreed?”
“Yes, Ran. We’re agreed.”
The End
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