Wed 100: closet

[roxy]

Comfort had been sitting in the dark, reading comics by the light of a mini-maglite, the oddly soothing smell of a dozen different fragrances filling his nose, still tender scalp brushed by suede and wool—smells that had felt like home—alone, content in his cedar lined womb….

Now, on top of that sense memory, he’d also have the memory of a faintly bleachy, musky smell and taste on his tongue and the thought of being in the closet now made him laugh more than having his tie looped around his wrists and his mouth full.

No maglite needed….

Comments

[onelittlesleep.livejournal.com]

I love you Roxy. Seriously and truly. You're a creative writer, a prolific ljer, and both maternal and provocative all at once. Privately, I refer to you as The Queen, because you're just so lovely and lordly...lol. And that's not private anymore...huh.

Thanks for dropping me a comment on New Years. I hope your holidays were gorgeously indulgent.

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

*blush* You're going to turn me into a conceited old lady, you know!

*hug* My holidays were wonderful this year, thank you so much!