I just realized that Cleaving (60k words) is almost as long as Bleary (63k words), and might be as long, once the epilogue is written)… No wonder it took me fucking forever.
So, this happened in comments for Premieres between me and @seepunkrun…
Punk: Yep, that blowjob is still super hot, and I still have lots of feelings
about their feelings for each other. Especially that moment on the phone
when Chris wants Zach with him now so they can go inside and have dinner. ❤
Me: Yeah, I like that moment when Chris wants Zach there *right now*…
And now I’m wondering what that first trip out was like. How awkward
was it when Zach first showed up, and how quickly did it melt away?
Damn. And I really need to finish Cleaving…
Punk: This time through, I was wondering about how that first trip went,
too–do they fall back on their friendship even though it feels filled
with awkward potential now, or do they try to kiss hello and it’s weird,
or is it not weird and they get a little carried away and the dogs are
still in their crates in the entryway and they have to put kissing on
hold to deal with life first or do they just go ahead and get all the
way carried away, first, before they deal with everything else. I have questions.
Me: I know! Poor Cleaving boys… stuck in that hot tub, hard and getting
wrinkly while my muse is all “but would the Premiere boys fuck the first
night? Or would it take longer?” Muses are fucking fickle things. At
least if I decide I have to write this, readers of Cleaving already
know the ending is happy. I’m not being THAT cruel. But those poor
wrinkled prunes of newlyweds… do you think hardons get wrinkly if
they’re in the water too long?
LOL. That’s great! It did actually happen. It just feels unreal because it took me so damned long (sorry). Hope you enjoyi it. The mood board has a music link now, and a picture of Helen, whom my beta Ducky wants to hire to help run her life.