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[therisingmoon.livejournal.com]

Lambs making out on a couch and more. Any era lambs suits me just fine.

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[underneathatree.livejournal.com]

Justin was a Full Contact kisser. When he kissed somebody he pressed up against and around them,, engulfing his partner in warmth and sensation. He would become so intent on the task at hand that he would loose track of everything else. Through practice he had become quite skilled and Justin loved to practice.

Lance felt the heat from Justin's body seeping into him. Through Justin's suit and Lance's own dress pants. The silk shirts they both wore became deliciously slippery. Justin's tongue provided moist heat at Lance's neck as it slicked over his Adam's Apple and meandered towards his ear. The pads of Justin's fingers skirted over Lance's chest and under the loose knot of his tie, fiddling just awkwardly enough before finally undoing it.

Lance shivered at the hiss the silk on silk made as Justin pulled the tie free. Justin smiled against his throat and trailed a hand down Lance's side. Using Lance's distracted state to his advantage, Justin cupped Lance's hip in his hand and ground down. The splinters of arousal caused them both to moan and Justin to bite. He nipped along Lance's jaw then pulled Lance's lower lip between his teeth and tugged. Using one hand to undo buttons and the other to draw Lance up against him again and again, Justin set a rough tempo. When the shirt was no longer an obsticle he set to suckling at a nipple.

Lance moaned again, arching up to meet Justin's hard body in as many places as possible. His hands stole under the waist of Justin's pants, sloppily pulling at a buckle and then a zipper, finally sliding in. Lance opened his hand and wrapped his fingers around Justin's cock, softly grazing against the hair.

Justin didn't arch, he curled even further around Lance, drawing their bodies closer together, bringing his mouth up to meet Lance's. He swept out his tongue, licking along the edge of Lance's lips until they opened. His nerves started to tingle as Lance's hand began to move, his hips quickly matching the rhythm

Lynn stopped for a second on her walk down the hallway to see if her boys had fallen asleep. When she found them 'otherwise' occupied she quickly headed on, a smile on her face. It seemed that even after 4 years of marraige, Justin still got lost in Lance. Next time though he needed to do it somewhere other than her living room!

[claire.livejournal.com]

This just warms my OTP heart ;)

[therisingmoon.livejournal.com]

me too. Lambs!

[therisingmoon.livejournal.com]

eeeeeee!!!

lambs!

and yes, take it to the bedroom, boys. You don't know if Lynn had that couch Scotchguarded. *G*