Matthew's observation of Ellen is just lovely. I love how he's kind of watching her too, like she does with them, and tries to understand her.
Often, I found myself thinking that had it been another life, and I a different man, I would have easily found myself in love with her.
I love how he thinks so, that it even crosses his mind.
Even though my relationship with Dominic was not official to the public, or to God, it was official to us and nothing would ever make me question the legitimacy of it.
*punches air* YES! Oh dear, do I love you Matthew. That is just so bittersweet :-(
If I ever went blind, I was positive that the image of Dom's face would be the only one I could vividly see in my mind's eye. It was burned into my fingertips and into my brain, but that never prevented me from admiring him with unguarded longing.
The love. I can actually say no more. That is just beautiful.
Our second date, at a cinema, found him staring at my profile for the better part of the evening. Only a few times had I dared a glance to his eyes, the sheer hunger and pure filth I found there causing me to tremble with equal fervor.
*gulps* Why do I picture that perfectly before me? And WHY do I want to be Matthew right there so f-ing badly? *puts portable fan on*
When Dominic had assured me he felt the same, whispering the words in my ear and slipping his fingers deep inside of me, it felt as though a heated rain had washed over me, causing me to capsize in an ocean of desire.
That entire paragraph is bloody amazing, but this part made my eyes bulge out of my head. Jesus!
I knew him well in those states, the words "I want you" dripping from the corner of his eyes.
Fuck me, do I love how much they can communicate with their eyes only? The whole concept with words dripping from someone's eyes... *loves hard*
The sound of his voice could affect me like no other, its richness and its masculinity pooling itself at the bass of my spine. Always, he could receive whatever he wanted from me merely by knowing what tones to inflect. I would always find myself powerless to refuse him anything.
+one million. Oh god. Imaginations. Dominic reading erotic literature aloud... what eskarlata said: I'm horny.
But, I can't...sometimes, you're sitting there and I just want to touch you. I physically need to touch you, Matthew, and I can't because, well you know -"
And THAT'S where I just wanted to throw my arms around the screen and hug them both to death. I can't believe that with basically no more than five chapters, you have created characters that are so real and so easy to feel for. I sincerely hope I'm not just bloody creepy or going insane here lol, but I really mean it. I think I said this in a comment earlier, but I still think this reads like a book. A book I'd love to read. You get the same feeling like when reading one.
Again, I returned the smile though, this time, it contained more meaning.
She was blissfully unaware.
Oh yeah? Just you wait boys... GUH, that ~poetry reading~!! Straight away from Dominic slamming Matthew up against the door to Dominic licking Matthew's hand clean afterwards it was just smoldering hot! God damn! Not only am I a sucker for poetry but Dominic reading for Matthew and Matthew actually-... *dissolves under the sheer eroticism*
God. This fic is amazing. And ~OOPS I did it again~ this comment. Hope you don't mind me quoting half your story back at you lol xD so lovely to see this updated so soon! :D try and not let school kill you. I really shouldn't be here myself, but eh, you know... Hang on in there! :D
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Date: 2010-10-19 07:13 pm (UTC)Matthew's observation of Ellen is just lovely. I love how he's kind of watching her too, like she does with them, and tries to understand her.
Often, I found myself thinking that had it been another life, and I a different man, I would have easily found myself in love with her.
I love how he thinks so, that it even crosses his mind.
Even though my relationship with Dominic was not official to the public, or to God, it was official to us and nothing would ever make me question the legitimacy of it.
*punches air* YES! Oh dear, do I love you Matthew. That is just so bittersweet :-(
If I ever went blind, I was positive that the image of Dom's face would be the only one I could vividly see in my mind's eye. It was burned into my fingertips and into my brain, but that never prevented me from admiring him with unguarded longing.
The love. I can actually say no more. That is just beautiful.
Our second date, at a cinema, found him staring at my profile for the better part of the evening. Only a few times had I dared a glance to his eyes, the sheer hunger and pure filth I found there causing me to tremble with equal fervor.
*gulps* Why do I picture that perfectly before me? And WHY do I want to be Matthew right there so f-ing badly? *puts portable fan on*
When Dominic had assured me he felt the same, whispering the words in my ear and slipping his fingers deep inside of me, it felt as though a heated rain had washed over me, causing me to capsize in an ocean of desire.
That entire paragraph is bloody amazing, but this part made my eyes bulge out of my head. Jesus!
I knew him well in those states, the words "I want you" dripping from the corner of his eyes.
Fuck me, do I love how much they can communicate with their eyes only? The whole concept with words dripping from someone's eyes... *loves hard*
The sound of his voice could affect me like no other, its richness and its masculinity pooling itself at the bass of my spine. Always, he could receive whatever he wanted from me merely by knowing what tones to inflect. I would always find myself powerless to refuse him anything.
+one million. Oh god. Imaginations. Dominic reading erotic literature aloud... what
But, I can't...sometimes, you're sitting there and I just want to touch you. I physically need to touch you, Matthew, and I can't because, well you know -"
And THAT'S where I just wanted to throw my arms around the screen and hug them both to death. I can't believe that with basically no more than five chapters, you have created characters that are so real and so easy to feel for. I sincerely hope I'm not just bloody creepy or going insane here lol, but I really mean it. I think I said this in a comment earlier, but I still think this reads like a book. A book I'd love to read. You get the same feeling like when reading one.
Again, I returned the smile though, this time, it contained more meaning.
She was blissfully unaware.
Oh yeah? Just you wait boys... GUH, that ~poetry reading~!! Straight away from Dominic slamming Matthew up against the door to Dominic licking Matthew's hand clean afterwards it was just smoldering hot! God damn! Not only am I a sucker for poetry but Dominic reading for Matthew and Matthew actually-... *dissolves under the sheer eroticism*
God. This fic is amazing. And ~OOPS
I did it again~ this comment. Hope you don't mind me quoting half your story back at you lol xD so lovely to see this updated so soon! :D try and not let school kill you. I really shouldn't be here myself, but eh, you know... Hang on in there! :D&HEARTS