He's not even sure what he's expecting Jeff to do. Ravish him, maybe, or something equally melodramatic (because he had a brief period of devouring Harlequin romances until Vincent told him to stop damaging his brain with that rubbish).
I love this; it's so much back story in one little package, and it makes perfece sense for everything we know about Misha and Vincent.
And this..
Jeff leans down, licking across Misha's mouth, his cheek, reminding Misha a little—hilariously—of Winston, but hotter, sweeter.
OMG Misha compared Jeff to a dog... but it's so sweet. And so appropriate. :D
Love the characterizations. Can't wait to see how the 'verse gets to this point. Very intriguing!! :D
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He's not even sure what he's expecting Jeff to do. Ravish him, maybe, or something equally melodramatic (because he had a brief period of devouring Harlequin romances until Vincent told him to stop damaging his brain with that rubbish).
I love this; it's so much back story in one little package, and it makes perfece sense for everything we know about Misha and Vincent.
And this..
Jeff leans down, licking across Misha's mouth, his cheek, reminding Misha a little—hilariously—of Winston, but hotter, sweeter.
OMG Misha compared Jeff to a dog... but it's so sweet. And so appropriate. :D
Love the characterizations. Can't wait to see how the 'verse gets to this point. Very intriguing!! :D