Title: Sometimes You Wonder
Disclaimer: Me no own, You no sue.
Warning: Filled with SLASHY goodness
Notes: Please ignore the ". . . . . . . . ." the lovely little dots are there to help format this thing so that I can keep my title "perfectionist."
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Sometimes you wonder
. . . . . . . . .As you stroke his face
What it was that got him to fly
. . . . . . . . .You kiss his lips
What it was that got him to spread his wings
. . . . . . . . .You press your body against him until you're sure you're one
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Sometimes you wonder
. . . . . . . . .As you sip your drink
What it was that brought the ice to his heart
. . . . . . . . .You look at him over the rim of your glass
What it was that made him who he is
. . . . . . . . .You rest the glass against your temple and close your eyes and imagine
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Sometimes you wonder
. . . . . . . . .As the two of you walk into a club that you've never been to before
How it could be that he stays close to you - the single most dangerous thing around
. . . . . . . . .You take his hand and lead him to the dance floor
How it is that he trusts you so completely
. . . . . . . . .Your hips sway to the beat and you can feel his hard-on
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Sometimes you wonder
. . . . . . . . .As the backs of your knees hit the bed
Why it is that he makes you smile even when he's not around
. . . . . . . . .Clothing comes off
Why it is that it hurts to be separated from him
. . . . . . . . .You have no idea how it came to all this
Why it is that if you were to see someone trying to take him away, you'd kill them
. . . . . . . . .Hips thrust and chests heave and sweat runs and you can't hold it in anymore
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Sometimes you wonder
. . . . . . . . .As you lay curled against his naked form
If things would still be this way if Goose were still around
. . . . . . . . .All you can say is this
If you would still be able to say
. . . . . . . . .You're in love with the Ice Man
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Sometimes you wonder
. . . . . . . . .As you stroke his face
What it was that got him to fly
. . . . . . . . .You nibble at his lips because you know that it drives him crazy
What it was that got him to spread his wings
. . . . . . . . .You press your body against his until you're sure that you'll stay as one.
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