reunion

[palace-jason.livejournal.com]

Cillian lay wrong ways on the bed, giggling breathlessly, flopping over onto his side to look at Jason with a grin. He stole one more kiss, much less desperate than the one they shared the moment he had walked through the door -- which had been a blur of clothes coming off and slick flesh moving together. "So," he laughed. "How have your last two days been?"

Heart still pounding loudly, Jason grinned over at Cillian