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Richie Morton Jameson ([personal profile] thankfuckforlife) wrote in [community profile] dreamlikenewyork 2015-12-09 02:07 pm (UTC)

When you had your heartbroken, it wasn't always easy to think about trying the dating game again. Richie just hadn't wanted to get involved again. He had thought he was cool with that. He loved his job, he had a lot of friends. He wasn't sure he could have considered himself 'looking'. Which is exactly when Adrian had just come into his life, and without a single iota of romantic intent. It had been innocent intentions and neither of them had been setting out to find a date that night. Even once they started talking, that intent wasn't there. The spark had come a little later in the evening when Richie caught himself just gazing at Adrian as he talked. Then he had caught Adrian doing the same back to him, and it was a heated kiss that had started everything. Neither of them was the 'instigator'. It happened naturally, they both wanted it and it turned into a pretty intense night of passion once it became obvious there was a lot of physical attraction and arousal that had sparked between them. "He just feels nice. He gives amazing cuddles. I've never had that sort of, I don't know, physical connection. Not on this level. He just one of the sweetest people I've ever met. That's not the rose-coloured horny glasses talking either. He's sweet with everyone, not just me, and that's really, really hot to me."

The sneezing left him sounding congested and his throat was really starting to feel like he had swallowed glass. He was glad when a cab pulled up for them because he wanted to be somewhere warm and comfortable right now, maybe with a cup of tea and a hot water bottle, because all those sorts of things couldn't hurt when you were feeling shitty. "Just when I was getting used to the pay cheque too," he joked, climbing into the cab and scooting across to the other side. "You're swapping parent stories. Holy shit, poor dude having that inflicted on him. I'm still waiting for grandpa to start spilling all my embarrassing secrets to Adrian. Mom, rape is scary. Sex isn't. I mean, crap sex can be borderline scary and you wonder why you wasted those life minutes, but good sex feels really great when it's with someone special."

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