Here in this place where the dead live, where everything seems to smell sweet, perhaps Grey tells himself there will be time to ask, to share stories later: lovers lost, scars, all of that.
Here, though, in the moonlight, in the cool water, he feels alive and he runs his fingers over the curve of Rat's behind and back up, smiling a little into the kiss.
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Date: 2014-09-01 04:45 pm (UTC)Here, though, in the moonlight, in the cool water, he feels alive and he runs his fingers over the curve of Rat's behind and back up, smiling a little into the kiss.