Some Josh/Ainsley
Nov. 2nd, 2002 10:26 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
melwilJust trying to get some of the stuff in my notebook into a place where I want to write them. Or I'm trying not to clean my room up.
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Josh rolled onto his side, watching sunlight creep across his carpet. He should get up, should put on a nice suit, should go up to the hill and find someone who needed help so late in the campaign. There were a million and one things he should be doing, good things that would probably reap good outcomes. But he was just tired . . .
She moved closer to him, wrapping him into her arms. Her blonde hair fell across his chest, tickling. He played with her fingers; rubbing them, tapping them, bringing them up to his mouth and sucking them gently. She moaned against his back, as he tried to focus, tried to remember the right name.
He'd been sleeping with her for two months now - had known her for almost four years - and he was still having trouble remembering exactly who she was.
"What are you doing today, Josh?"
She didn't call him Joshua, didn't call him J. Just Josh.
He shrugged.
She tugged at his ear and he shivered. "Stop it Ainsley."
She rolled away from him and he was glad he got the name right.
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Josh rolled onto his side, watching sunlight creep across his carpet. He should get up, should put on a nice suit, should go up to the hill and find someone who needed help so late in the campaign. There were a million and one things he should be doing, good things that would probably reap good outcomes. But he was just tired . . .
She moved closer to him, wrapping him into her arms. Her blonde hair fell across his chest, tickling. He played with her fingers; rubbing them, tapping them, bringing them up to his mouth and sucking them gently. She moaned against his back, as he tried to focus, tried to remember the right name.
He'd been sleeping with her for two months now - had known her for almost four years - and he was still having trouble remembering exactly who she was.
"What are you doing today, Josh?"
She didn't call him Joshua, didn't call him J. Just Josh.
He shrugged.
She tugged at his ear and he shivered. "Stop it Ainsley."
She rolled away from him and he was glad he got the name right.
