He is the boy - Brant - again. I suck in a breath when he puts his hand on my penis. I didn't expect that, somehow.
"Some things do not change. but I should be grateful to it, since it led you back here."
I shake my head, but I'm laughing. I wish he hadn't moved his hand. "No. That was you, with your wish-granting. And I knew from the first that I wanted to be here. Your tower, I mean."
I put my own hand on his hip. It's quite different from touching that other body he made.
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Date: 2011-11-06 10:28 pm (UTC)"Some things do not change. but I should be grateful to it, since it led you back here."
I shake my head, but I'm laughing. I wish he hadn't moved his hand. "No. That was you, with your wish-granting. And I knew from the first that I wanted to be here. Your tower, I mean."
I put my own hand on his hip. It's quite different from touching that other body he made.