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John flicked the cigarette butt to the ground before David came back from his scene. He didn't usually smoke, but he'd been offered one by one of the cameramen, and it had been a stressful night. Thankfully, David would be able to help with relieving the rest of the stress later.
John contemplated silently as he teased gently at David's nipple, trying to remember how all this had started. He supposed the attraction had stemmed from watching David work. He still couldn't help but grow weak each time David's tongue seemed to have a mind of its own, helping idly with the thinking process
John craned his neck to reach David's mouth, possessing it with a dominating bite to his lip as he pinned him against the back of the door. He nipped softly at David's adam's apple with a deep growl of "mine," eliciting a soft whimper beneath his lips.
It was a given that David would come to John's place that night. It had been a long day, and they weren't scheduled to come shoot early in the morning. It was also a given that John would probably not be walking straight the day after that.
John tugged playfully at the braid on David's wig. "I think it suits you," he said with a smirk. "You always did make a wonderfully confident drag queen, you know." David only pouted a little.
All Here For A ReasonI turned onto a shady, well-manicured driveway that, for all intents and purposes, looked harmless enough. Maple trees lined both sides of the street, and a parade of Canadian geese marched across the road to a wide duck pond with a flamboyant fountain. There were blooming crepe myrtles and rose-of-sharons, and as I grew closer to my destination, neatly trimmed gardens with neatly trimmed bushes.
I stopped to let the geese pass. They looked at me; one hissed. I honked my horn and moved around them.
At the end of the road sat a collection of grayish buildings and a number of signs directing me to the appropriate parking lot. "Welcome to Ten Creeks Hospital," said one of them. "Please enjoy your stay." I parked in the visitor's lot. Surely I wouldn't be staying.
I was shaking when I got out of my car. I had spent the morning getting high. One foot in front of the other, flip-flop noises, hot sidewalk. Mulberry and magnolia trees, freshly shaved grass. A bench and pan for smokers. A set o
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