likesthecoat: (well-dressed man)
likesthecoat ([personal profile] likesthecoat) wrote2008-08-21 07:01 pm

Ianto & John, birthday sex

Sex with Constantine is never bad--it's often good, sometimes great, sometimes overwhelming.

John has outdone himself tonight, bringing Ianto to the edge over and over before finally letting him over, and it's some time before Ianto can do more than brush his fingers over John's back, before he can even think.

When he does, it's I can't lose this.

[identity profile] nakedintruth.livejournal.com 2007-04-04 06:26 am (UTC)(link)
1. Favorite poem?
2. Guiltiest pleasure?
3. Least favorite thing about your life?
4. One thing you'd save if you had to give up everything else?
5. And one thing you never thought you'd admit to anyone.

[identity profile] morethanteaboy.livejournal.com 2007-04-04 04:52 pm (UTC)(link)
1) I knew a woman, lovely in her bones,
When small birds sighed, she would sigh back at them;
Ah, when she moved, she moved more ways than one:
The shapes a bright container can contain!
Of her choice virtues only gods should speak,
Or English poets who grew up on Greek
(I'd have them sing in chorus, cheek to cheek.)

How well her wishes went! She stroked my chin,
She taught me Turn, and Counter-turn, and stand;
She taught me Touch, that undulant white skin:
I nibbled meekly from her proffered hand;
She was the sickle; I, poor I, the rake,
Coming behind her for her pretty sake
(But what prodigious mowing did we make.)

Love likes a gander, and adores a goose:
Her full lips pursed, the errant note to seize;
She played it quick, she played it light and loose;
My eyes, they dazzled at her flowing knees;
Her several parts could keep a pure repose,
Or one hip quiver with a mobile nose
(She moved in circles, and those circles moved.)

Let seed be grass, and grass turn into hay:
I'm martyr to a motion not my own;
What's freedom for? To know eternity.
I swear she cast a shadow white as stone.
But who would count eternity in days?
These old bones live to learn her wanton ways:
(I measure time by how a body sways.)

--Theodore Roethke

You ask very hard questions, you know. I'll have to answer the others once I've thought about them.



[ooc: This entry is for a different game than [livejournal.com profile] greetings_from: I use the same journal for a couple different games. So you're probably seeing a bunch of characters & journals you don't recognize.]

[identity profile] nakedintruth.livejournal.com 2007-04-04 05:52 pm (UTC)(link)
*delighted smile*

That's beautiful.

(ooc: ...eep? I actually didn't mean to, but she just... apparently cannot resist the chance to ask pretty young men embarrassing questions. apologies for any major breach in etiquette, and I'll be over here facepalming.)

[identity profile] morethanteaboy.livejournal.com 2007-04-04 05:56 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm not a huge fan of modern poets but Roethke has some beautiful works.


[ooc: I don't mind :). It's probably against the rules somewhere but I'm not going to call the RP police.]

[identity profile] morethanteaboy.livejournal.com 2007-04-08 12:31 am (UTC)(link)
2) I admit to occasionally listening to boy bands.
3) The lack of social life.
4) The Captain.
5) I once loved someone who tried to kill me.