I didn't stick to the 25 word rule. Not in a drabble mood, so this is
just a bit of a bit.

Maps & Pens
By Athena13 
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Stuart opened his eyes a slit and groaned. He closed them again and
tried to will himself back into oblivion, but there was too much
alcohol and whatever the shit was that Vince got him from Mickey Blake
running around his blood stream. It definitely wasn't E, K, G or any
other the letters of the alphabet he actually recognized. Which meant
he would have to open his eyes and curse Vince for letting him get
another set of pens last weekend.

"The fuckin' pens." The groan that followed was not his. At that his
eyes popped open and he looked at his bed companion. "Why the hell
didn't you stop me?"

"Because that's my job," the wry voice commented.

"Hasn't it always been?" Stuart turned and looked at his best friend
of eighteen years and his monogamous lover of the last one.

"You said you wanted to relive your younger years." Vince shrugged and
wiped the sleep out of his eyes, seemingly oblivious to the cockstand
that tempted his bed partner. "Go back to sleep. It's only half six."
Vince rolled onto his side away from Stuart.

Memories of the night before came flooding back and Stuart grinned
wolfishly. He had indeed made a map of his shags, except these were
the map of him and Vince's shags. He looked around and let out a bark
of laughter.

"Have a go at me, why don't you." Vince snarked, but didn't
particularly sound peeved. Amused was a better word.

"Mmmm, I might just." Stuart dived on top of Vince and pressed him to
the bed. He slid a knee between Vince's thighs, spreading them as he
admired his handwork. "Purple was an interesting choice."

"Bastard." Vince's voice was husky with memory and want.

Stuart reared back and traced a finger down the arrow and the big star
that covered Vince's back and ass. Yeah, a true map of Stuart's shags
with Vince. With a chuckle he leaned down and licked his way down
Vince's back. At least Vince had insisted that this time he get
flavored pens. "Grape."


END