Apocrine and Merocrine
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deelaundryTitle: Apocrine and Merocrine
Author: Dee Laundry
Rating: PG
Words: 150
Summary/Notes: Wilson hated running. Written for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
jane_hidell.
Wilson hated running. To tell the truth, he hated playing basketball, racquetball, tennis, and squash, too, but at least those were social games. You could get some good relating done while playing basketball, racquetball, tennis, or squash -- or golf, boating, fishing, softball, or cards, but those weren't relevant to his hate.
He hated running, basketball, racquetball, tennis, and squash because they made him so sweaty. The beads of moisture would collect on his forehead and the small of his back, and would run down his sides. Disgusting. He'd stink under his arms and between his legs, all that hair and heat.
The worst, though, the worst was his neck. Sweat would form on his neck, and then would creepy-crawl up into his hair, leaving it soaked and curling, tendrils clinging together and tickling his skin.
He hated running.
But he really loved having drawn-out, vigorous, knock-the-pictures-off-the-wall sex.
Go figure.
Author: Dee Laundry
Rating: PG
Words: 150
Summary/Notes: Wilson hated running. Written for
jane_hidell.Wilson hated running. To tell the truth, he hated playing basketball, racquetball, tennis, and squash, too, but at least those were social games. You could get some good relating done while playing basketball, racquetball, tennis, or squash -- or golf, boating, fishing, softball, or cards, but those weren't relevant to his hate.
He hated running, basketball, racquetball, tennis, and squash because they made him so sweaty. The beads of moisture would collect on his forehead and the small of his back, and would run down his sides. Disgusting. He'd stink under his arms and between his legs, all that hair and heat.
The worst, though, the worst was his neck. Sweat would form on his neck, and then would creepy-crawl up into his hair, leaving it soaked and curling, tendrils clinging together and tickling his skin.
He hated running.
But he really loved having drawn-out, vigorous, knock-the-pictures-off-the-wall sex.
Go figure.
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Date: 2009-06-07 06:16 pm (UTC)I love this.
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Date: 2009-06-08 01:44 pm (UTC)Good point! Thanks.
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Date: 2009-06-08 01:31 am (UTC)So hot, this is awesome!
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Date: 2009-06-09 12:05 am (UTC)This was great :]