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[scarredlion.livejournal.com]

Who: Squall, Norman
When: Afternoon
Where: Barber shop
What: Squall has a gift for Norman.
Rating: NC-17



It had taken Squall a long while to finish. Longer than he had planned. But now it was done and ready to give to the man it'd been done for. He made his way to the barber's shop, carrying in his hands a spiral bound copy of one of Norman's books. It wasn't just any copy of Norman's book though, it was now an illustrated copy. Squall had spent weeks turning the words into images, hoping his drawings captured somewhat what Norman's imagination saw.

He hadn't been able to spray-seal his sketches however, since it required a highly toxic solvent that needed good ventilation, so to prevent the pencil from smudging, he had invested in some punched plastic pockets for files and folders to put them in. The spiral binding had been done in the library.

He knocked on the door lightly, poking his head inside. "Norman?"

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"Very well. Yes. I do." He purred, nipping on Norman's lip lightly. "Your turn."

He let his hands roam over Norman's body, light, delicate, teasing.

[normanwrite.livejournal.com]

He didn't know what to say, so he stalled with more kisses. The truth was he tried not to fantasize about anyone. There was always the risk he'd say the wrong person's name (and he really did once). "When I'm with you... oh, yes, definitely," he said at last. At least it was the truth.

And why not? He loved how Squall touched his body, the way he teased Norman, how he felt when he was fucking the blonde... Norman wrapped his arms around Squall's neck and started to kiss a bit more firmly.

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Squall kissed back, holding Norman's hips firmly. He nipped the man's lip a little rougher this time. "Mmm thought you didn't 'entertain' in the workplace anymore?"