Hej, znowu miałam nie pisać! Ale serio, to twoja wina. A ja naprawdę jestem łatwa.
and as they make their way back to the car, his fingers brush the back of Jim's hand not at all by accident.
!!!
Okay, to jest lepsze.
Bruce's fingers running through Jim's hair, then resting on the back of his neck,
a razem z tym to w ogóle
Jim's hand grasping the cloth of Bruce's shirt.
khhhh.
OMG!!!
"Jim," Bruce groans, low and harsh, and only makes Jim want to hear more, taste the sounds as they form on Bruce's lips.
To z "taste the sounds" itd. jest prześliczne. Albo to tylko ja. Or both.
Oh, come on. Robisz to specjalnie.
Bruce walks to the piano in the corner, and Jim's frown deepens into a more confused one. "You play?" he asks, still watching Bruce carefully.
"A very little. Don't tell Babs, she'll try to make me practice with her." He plays a few notes
Jeez, koniec. Teraz to już muszę zrobić ten manip, który wymyśliłam w kościele.
Okay, tamto było na bieżąco. Reszty się nie dało...
Po pierwsze, to jak spełnienie marzeń. Nie porn, chociaż jest ekstra, jak zawsze, ale chodzi mi o to całe "I need to show you something". O rany, naprawdę chciałam, żeby tym razem Jim tego nie odkrył, żeby mu Bruce powiedział. Damn, w sumie to jakiś czas temu o czymś takim myślałam, ale w tym ficu to już tak bardzo, bardzo chciałam. So, thank you so much.
Cała ta scena jest w ogóle rewelacyjna, z tymi wszystkimi emocjami, z naprawdę przerażonym Brucem. I ten fragment:
"I should have told you, but I didn't plan on..." he gestures between them awkwardly. "On a lot of things happening."
"What was your plan?" Jim asks curiously, he had wondered from the beginning, and with all the secrets coming undone, this is the moment to ask.
"I just wanted to be there. For the kids, for you... Batman couldn't. Bruce Wayne..." he's shrugging again, his voice distant and tight, and for the first time, Jim thinks he understands.
O rany, kocham to bardziej niż to, że jest tam fortepian.
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and as they make their way back to the car, his fingers brush the back of Jim's hand not at all by accident.
!!!
Okay, to jest lepsze.
Bruce's fingers running through Jim's hair, then resting on the back of his neck,
a razem z tym to w ogóle
Jim's hand grasping the cloth of Bruce's shirt.
khhhh.
OMG!!!
"Jim," Bruce groans, low and harsh, and only makes Jim want to hear more, taste the sounds as they form on Bruce's lips.
To z "taste the sounds" itd. jest prześliczne. Albo to tylko ja. Or both.
Oh, come on. Robisz to specjalnie.
Bruce walks to the piano in the corner, and Jim's frown deepens into a more confused one. "You play?" he asks, still watching Bruce carefully.
"A very little. Don't tell Babs, she'll try to make me practice with her." He plays a few notes
Jeez, koniec. Teraz to już muszę zrobić ten manip, który wymyśliłam w kościele.
Okay, tamto było na bieżąco. Reszty się nie dało...
Po pierwsze, to jak spełnienie marzeń. Nie porn, chociaż jest ekstra, jak zawsze, ale chodzi mi o to całe "I need to show you something". O rany, naprawdę chciałam, żeby tym razem Jim tego nie odkrył, żeby mu Bruce powiedział. Damn, w sumie to jakiś czas temu o czymś takim myślałam, ale w tym ficu to już tak bardzo, bardzo chciałam. So, thank you so much.
Cała ta scena jest w ogóle rewelacyjna, z tymi wszystkimi emocjami, z naprawdę przerażonym Brucem. I ten fragment:
"I should have told you, but I didn't plan on..." he gestures between them awkwardly. "On a lot of things happening."
"What was your plan?" Jim asks curiously, he had wondered from the beginning, and with all the secrets coming undone, this is the moment to ask.
"I just wanted to be there. For the kids, for you... Batman couldn't. Bruce Wayne..." he's shrugging again, his voice distant and tight, and for the first time, Jim thinks he understands.
O rany, kocham to bardziej niż to, że jest tam fortepian.
A potem to już sama się możesz domyślić.
I jeszcze raz: yay!