This Life


What they had wasn’t pretty; sometimes he had to admit, it was even damned ugly. Doyle was a scrappy bastard, his moods as changeable as the fucking weather. And that was just how the sex was too. Doyle could be tender and gentle, but sometimes, god sometimes, it was like being taken by a whirlwind, hard and fast and swept up with battering force. Bodie was equally capable of harshness and anger. Their relationship, off and even on the job wasn’t easy, but with Doyle, in bed or out, Bodie was the closest to happy as he had ever been.

-- THE END --

July 2006

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