Written for the April two-day drabble challenge on the discoveredinalj livejournal community

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Coming Home"It's only me! You'd better be ready!"

"Been ready all day, Doyle. What kept you?"

"You don't wanna know. Come 'ere."

"Oi! I'm not an easy lay, you know."

"Yes you are."

"Well, yes, I am, but...ow! Vampire! I'll have to cover that up tomorrow."

"Ah, Bodie! No-one will know it was me."

"Are you kidding? With that bite pattern, it's bleedin' obvious."

"Wear your polo neck, then. The black one. With the leather jacket and black cords.

"Like me in black, do you?"

"Yeah. I like you better in nothing, though."

"We can do something about that..."



Being Home
Murmuring filthy words of seduction and intent, Bodie steers Doyle into their bedroom, abandoning clothes along the way. Preparation takes no time with skilled fingers and a sense of urgency, and Doyle slides into Bodie, adjusting angle and pressure until he's fully sheathed.

Doyle drives his hips forwards, thrusting in and pulling out, taking up a rhythm that he knows will suit them both. They knew it wouldn't take long, but still the speed and ferocity of their climaxes take them by surprise.

Doyle gets his breath back and opens his eyes. Bodie smiles back at him.

"Welcome home, mate."

-- THE END --

April 2008