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muserevival2015-01-05 10:49 pm
theyremembermine) wrote in muserevival2015-01-05 10:49 pm
Prompts 083: 2. Muse Prompts - Quotes
"Passion is the quickest to develop, and the quickest to fade. Intimacy develops more slowly, and commitment more gradually still." - Robert Sternberg
Connor had been on really cool trips before. It sort of came with the territory of growing up in a well-to-do family, and he was well used to the perks that came with his parents’ money. It had turned him into every bit the rich cocky bitch, but he had no shame about that. It was what it was, and he was okay with it for the most part. But he’d never gone away on a trip with a guy he was seeing, if only, perhaps, because he wasn’t really in the habit of having guys he was seeing in the first place. But on Christmas Day, Chase had brought up the idea of a trip to Australia for the New Year almost as casually as if he were suggesting ordering out for dinner. It wasn’t like Chase just to assume that was what Connor wanted to do – something that the law student had long since come to appreciate about the doctor. Chase didn’t push Connor. He put things out there, and they discussed them together, figured out what worked for them, which was how they came to even be calling their relationship a relationship in the first place at that, though beyond it being a relationship, they didn’t put many labels on it.
Labels didn’t really matter to Connor anyway – in the past because he never cared enough to let it become anything more than a casual fuck here and there, but now? It was because he had been through hell and Chase had been there every fucking step of the way. It would be easier if he could just force those thoughts aside… but maybe at the end of the day, Chase was the first person in the world that made it easy not to force those thoughts aside. He wasn’t looking a gift horse in the mouth at the moment, but as a pretty serious manwhore, sex itself meant very little to Connor. He’d lost track long ago of the number of guys he’d fucked. It didn’t matter, because for the most part, none of them did. It was always raw lust, or a thirst for power that drove those trysts. But this with Chase was something different altogether.
After having fucked for what seemed like hours, a long, slow, drawn out thing with Chase more than proving that he knew Connor’s body pretty damn well, Chase had passed out, arm curled protectively around Connor’s middle. And Connor didn’t push him away. Maybe that really said it all. To the contrary, Connor just scooted back a little under just the sheet, because holy fuck it was hot in Australia, and let himself settle, naked and vulnerable, into the arms of the person who’d changed his mind. He’d openly mocked intimacy and relationships about a million times before, but this was different – a situation where no one was trying to change him or shape him into something he wasn’t. Chase took him as he was, and the moments like these didn’t make Connor want to run away. To the contrary, they made him feel like maybe relationships didn’t all have to be the same. Maybe intimacy wasn’t always weakness and giving up your sense of self. Maybe intimacy was finding the person who saw your true self and accepted every piece.
Connor Walsh || How To Get Away With Murder
Chase istrueaussiedoc and is used with love and permission.
Connor had been on really cool trips before. It sort of came with the territory of growing up in a well-to-do family, and he was well used to the perks that came with his parents’ money. It had turned him into every bit the rich cocky bitch, but he had no shame about that. It was what it was, and he was okay with it for the most part. But he’d never gone away on a trip with a guy he was seeing, if only, perhaps, because he wasn’t really in the habit of having guys he was seeing in the first place. But on Christmas Day, Chase had brought up the idea of a trip to Australia for the New Year almost as casually as if he were suggesting ordering out for dinner. It wasn’t like Chase just to assume that was what Connor wanted to do – something that the law student had long since come to appreciate about the doctor. Chase didn’t push Connor. He put things out there, and they discussed them together, figured out what worked for them, which was how they came to even be calling their relationship a relationship in the first place at that, though beyond it being a relationship, they didn’t put many labels on it.
Labels didn’t really matter to Connor anyway – in the past because he never cared enough to let it become anything more than a casual fuck here and there, but now? It was because he had been through hell and Chase had been there every fucking step of the way. It would be easier if he could just force those thoughts aside… but maybe at the end of the day, Chase was the first person in the world that made it easy not to force those thoughts aside. He wasn’t looking a gift horse in the mouth at the moment, but as a pretty serious manwhore, sex itself meant very little to Connor. He’d lost track long ago of the number of guys he’d fucked. It didn’t matter, because for the most part, none of them did. It was always raw lust, or a thirst for power that drove those trysts. But this with Chase was something different altogether.
After having fucked for what seemed like hours, a long, slow, drawn out thing with Chase more than proving that he knew Connor’s body pretty damn well, Chase had passed out, arm curled protectively around Connor’s middle. And Connor didn’t push him away. Maybe that really said it all. To the contrary, Connor just scooted back a little under just the sheet, because holy fuck it was hot in Australia, and let himself settle, naked and vulnerable, into the arms of the person who’d changed his mind. He’d openly mocked intimacy and relationships about a million times before, but this was different – a situation where no one was trying to change him or shape him into something he wasn’t. Chase took him as he was, and the moments like these didn’t make Connor want to run away. To the contrary, they made him feel like maybe relationships didn’t all have to be the same. Maybe intimacy wasn’t always weakness and giving up your sense of self. Maybe intimacy was finding the person who saw your true self and accepted every piece.
Connor Walsh || How To Get Away With Murder
Chase is
trueaussiedoc and is used with love and permission.