H'ok. The time has come for me to TRY, emphasis on try, to leave a coherent/good comment.
It goes without saying that this chapter is mind blowing. It's literally what we, and they, have been looking forward to since chapter one (and I will always remember Matt having a wank on his bed as he thought of Dom *shivers*). The way you had this event unfold was prefect, and I really dont think it could be made better. It's brilliant, tbh. It just felt as natural as the idea of them being together. ON TO THE QUOTES! I has many so...pop some popcorn yeah?
He's dressed in white, with a tight pair of white trousers that he's paired with an equally tight waistcoat, also in white. When I first saw him tonight my first thought was "Where's your halo?" This image is stunning. Just the idea of Dom in these clothes sets my soul on fire, and the reverence with which Matt thinks this. Just stunning.
"Wrong?" Dominic smiles as he leans in, gifting my navel with a kiss. "Matthew, there's nothing wrong with anything, anywhere in the whole fucking world right now." I LOL'd for days rofl. But it also proves how long they've been waiting for this. ACTUALLY, I'm going to go out of order and do this:
"Don't you fucking move," I growl. "Wanted you for far too fucking long." The growling. It's like...him saying this by itself is important, erotic, and efewiufweifi. But he GROWLS it and you just get the sense of this deep and aggressive tone and it's like...I CAN'T THINK ANYMORE. WHY YOU KILL ME LIKE THIS, D?
But he doesn't growl once! This is the second time he's done that! But the first was just as amaze!
"Then, Dominic," I growl, biting his lower lip firmly, "get out of those fucking trousers." SERIOUSLY. I MEAN HOLY SHIT? Can this get any hotter? But then, YES. YES IT DID.
"Harder! I can take it," he gasps, one hand abandoning the headboard to tug on his cock, the knuckles on his other hand white with effort from holding on so tightly to the wooden bar they're latched onto. "So fucking spank me." .............I don't think I need to explain....like....I just.....*whimpers*
How is it that I am TRYING to come up with a coherent comment, BUT I CAN'T. I really think you have destroyed my brain. I really do. I can't even talk about their second time because that was SO EMOTIONAL and beautifully written. I just want to cry.
I love you. I love this. This comment is all over the fucking place but I'm convinced it's the best I can do for now. It would take me days to say something reasonable. I just can't....
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It goes without saying that this chapter is mind blowing. It's literally what we, and they, have been looking forward to since chapter one (and I will always remember Matt having a wank on his bed as he thought of Dom *shivers*). The way you had this event unfold was prefect, and I really dont think it could be made better. It's brilliant, tbh. It just felt as natural as the idea of them being together. ON TO THE QUOTES! I has many so...pop some popcorn yeah?
He's dressed in white, with a tight pair of white trousers that he's paired with an equally tight waistcoat, also in white. When I first saw him tonight my first thought was "Where's your halo?"
This image is stunning. Just the idea of Dom in these clothes sets my soul on fire, and the reverence with which Matt thinks this. Just stunning.
"Wrong?" Dominic smiles as he leans in, gifting my navel with a kiss. "Matthew, there's nothing wrong with anything, anywhere in the whole fucking world right now."
I LOL'd for days rofl. But it also proves how long they've been waiting for this. ACTUALLY, I'm going to go out of order and do this:
"Don't you fucking move," I growl. "Wanted you for far too fucking long."
The growling. It's like...him saying this by itself is important, erotic, and efewiufweifi. But he GROWLS it and you just get the sense of this deep and aggressive tone and it's like...I CAN'T THINK ANYMORE. WHY YOU KILL ME LIKE THIS, D?
But he doesn't growl once! This is the second time he's done that! But the first was just as amaze!
"Then, Dominic," I growl, biting his lower lip firmly, "get out of those fucking trousers."
SERIOUSLY. I MEAN HOLY SHIT? Can this get any hotter? But then, YES. YES IT DID.
"Harder! I can take it," he gasps, one hand abandoning the headboard to tug on his cock, the knuckles on his other hand white with effort from holding on so tightly to the wooden bar they're latched onto. "So fucking spank me."
.............I don't think I need to explain....like....I just.....*whimpers*
How is it that I am TRYING to come up with a coherent comment, BUT I CAN'T. I really think you have destroyed my brain. I really do. I can't even talk about their second time because that was SO EMOTIONAL and beautifully written. I just want to cry.
I love you. I love this. This comment is all over the fucking place but I'm convinced it's the best I can do for now. It would take me days to say something reasonable. I just can't....
You're a legend <3