||[Feb. 13th, 2006|02:09 am]
|||||Orgy - Eyes-Radio-Lies||]|
Fandom: Son of Dork/V
It seemed like it was easy on us now. With the band split up and me out of work I now had a lot of time on my hands, time I spent with him. He ran a hand through my hair, holding me close. We spent a lot of time together now, every free moment he had he spent with me, his fingertips stroking my chest and his lips on my neck. We'd spend days like this and nights too.
Life was perfect.
Or it seemed perfect. At nights he mumbled a name in his sleep, one that wasn't mine. It had a definate v in it, which I found to be scarily ironic.
When I asked, he told me there was an audition-ee for his new band called Dave. Apparently he was really talented, though James always changed the subject when I asked about what he was talented with.
Then it happened. Today, as I was sucking him he moaned the same name. He didn't even notice he said it.
But I ignored it. If I focussed enough on him, he'd realise that he loved me. After all, it had been like this when we started, only then Charlie was the name he called.
Yes, it would go away.