Sunday Six

[thrillingdetectivetales]

I saw muccamukk  doing this and it seemed like a fun thing, so I'm shamelessly copying it for my own selfish use. Here are six sentences from a Bill Guarnere/Joe Toye sex pollen AU that I'm having a shocking amount of fun with!

“You don’t look so good,” Bill agreed. He gave Joe’s shoulder an absent, experimental squeeze, bare thumb brushing feather light against the warm column of Joe’s neck.

Joe choked back a low whimper and screwed his eyes shut.

“Fuck,” he snarled, shrugging Bill’s hand off and pressing his mouth into a flat, miserable line. He mopped his brow with the back of his glove and cracked his eyes open just enough to shoot a worried glare in Bill’s direction. “Somethin’ funny in those Kraut shells, Bill.”

Comments

[muccamukk]

I LOVE THAT WE WERE BOTH: "OKAY WELL EXPERIMENTAL NAZI SEX POLLEN IT IS!"

You have the best eye for bodylanguage and I love your words.

[kore]

Yay Sunday six! and also YAY more sex pollen fic. //is that person you wrote the awesome Buck/Dick for

(okay Buck/Dick was not supposed to sound dirty)