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Cambridge; I. Moore ([personal profile] sexting) wrote in [community profile] reticulata 2012-05-14 07:46 pm (UTC)

[ He struggles to free his hands from the tangle of sheets and bodies but eventually gains enough control of them to press his fingers briefly against his eyes - as if that would alleviate whatever it was that was messing up his vision. Oxford's gentle ministrations along his jaw elicits a lazy sound of approval from the other man which gradually devolves in to a sleepy laugh. ]

I do hope you haven't got anywhere you need to be this morning... [ Cambridge peels his hands away from his eyes and winces briefly against the brightness of the half-lit room. Oxford is warm, so very warm and tender and pliant and all the lovely aspects of lazy morning sex that seems very attractive right now... but as Cambridge turns his gaze back to the man beside him his eyes are yet again drawn to the dark marking on his chest.

And this time he knows it's not a trick of his sleep-addled mind.

With a sudden frown he quickly braces one arm across Oxford chest to push him away a little, backwards towards the morning sunlight streaming from the window at Oxford's back. ]


What in God's name--?

[ He trails off speechless and deftly runs his other hand across the smooth mark ingrained in Oxford's flesh. It's certainly not an old tattoo. ]

When did you get that?

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