I’ve been working on getting my Pinto Big Bang into final shape, and I really think I’ve already shared enough words from it for everyone to basically know the story, which is mostly porn anyway. But I thought maybe I’d share some of my picspiration, which I may or may not actually post with the story. I’ll be going chapter by chapter, with one or two images each, I think. Some will be familiar. Many will be NSFW. But sharing is caring and I’m trying to keep my energy and excitement up as I wrap things up. So here we go.
So, in part I was avoiding reading through my PBB because I was sad about it coming to and end, and in part I was avoiding it because I was afraid I’d get halfway through it and go “this sucks, I hate it”, and OF COURSE, the latter is happening. GAH.
I think I’ll just to skip to the parts that I know for sure need tweaking and then send it off to my betas, because otherwise I might end up setting my computer on fire.
I’m feeling you! I’ve been scared to open mine for two weeks, and I’m cringing at certain sentences and thank god for betas.
A bit of PBB. It’s got a bit of yoga, but it’s not naked, and doesn’t immediately lead to sex (notice I said immediately). So it’s not quite what @semper-ama‘s anon ask was, but it’s a step in that direction. Fluffy.
He’s in a downward facing dog when the door opens at five o’clock and he hears from behind, “Oh my god. I should treat yoga as a spectator sport.”
Breath rushes out as he struggles for balance, shifting more of his weight to his feet. “Don’t make me laugh when I’m doing this. I feel ridiculous enough.”
“You don’t look ridiculous. You look very tempting,” Zach says, stepping up behind him and dragging his palm across Chris’ ass. “And your form is perfect,” he adds as an afterthought.
Chris pushes his ass into Zach’s hand and then straightens to standing, turning to wrap his arms around Zach’s waist under his jacket.
“Hi, baby,” he whispers into a kiss. “How were your meetings?”
Zach hums appreciatively. “Fine. I think I wore them down on most things.”
“It’s the eyebrows. No one can stand against their mighty weight.”
He feels the huff of a laugh as Zach deepens the kiss.
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