Gods, I adore Elijah. He is just SO DAMN CUTE...
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andraste_oz. DO NOT MISS!!
And speaking of the Little Sex Bomb, I had a thoroughly hot-but-frustrating wet dream about him the other night. I don't remember a whole lot about it, except that I kept getting pulled away and interrupted every time we were getting down to the nitty-gritty. There was, however, one incredibly sizzling moment that I recall with photographic clarity.
Picture, if you will: In the dream, my bedroom was a lot bigger than it actually is, and had tall windows with filmy white curtains. The bed stood clear in the middle of the room, big bed with fluffy pillows and soft comforter, all white. Coming back into the room full of anticipation, I see Elijah, half-tangled in the bedsheets, jerking off as he waits for me. You would not BELIEVE how beautiful he is, all sweaty and glowing and luscious. He's like this fantastic edible blossom lying there, and then he turns those eyes on me, and I'm just melting into a big fucking puddle remembering the vastly hungry look in them.
Unfortunately, we never did get to do it, because as I said, we kept getting interrupted. All my sex dreams are like that - I never get to goddamn finish anything. It's beyond frustrating; I wake up wanting to shoot the first person I run into. Grrr...
But damn, he was incredible. Damn!
andraste_oz. DO NOT MISS!!Elijah in Tubthumping
And speaking of the Little Sex Bomb, I had a thoroughly hot-but-frustrating wet dream about him the other night. I don't remember a whole lot about it, except that I kept getting pulled away and interrupted every time we were getting down to the nitty-gritty. There was, however, one incredibly sizzling moment that I recall with photographic clarity.
Picture, if you will: In the dream, my bedroom was a lot bigger than it actually is, and had tall windows with filmy white curtains. The bed stood clear in the middle of the room, big bed with fluffy pillows and soft comforter, all white. Coming back into the room full of anticipation, I see Elijah, half-tangled in the bedsheets, jerking off as he waits for me. You would not BELIEVE how beautiful he is, all sweaty and glowing and luscious. He's like this fantastic edible blossom lying there, and then he turns those eyes on me, and I'm just melting into a big fucking puddle remembering the vastly hungry look in them.
Unfortunately, we never did get to do it, because as I said, we kept getting interrupted. All my sex dreams are like that - I never get to goddamn finish anything. It's beyond frustrating; I wake up wanting to shoot the first person I run into. Grrr...
But damn, he was incredible. Damn!
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