aruan | Justin Month, Day Five

A most excellent birthday to my little brother, one of my dear suppliers of the good Bassez crack,

icebun, and

callmesandy. I love the way she loves her Lambs. Today's entry is all hers.

This picture is one of the sweetest things ever and there's no understanding in my mind all the Justin-didn't-like-Lance-at-first fanon after seeing it. Love! Love and nothing but.

Trade by Calico

"Fuck, fuck, fuck--"

"That an invitation?"

Justin snatches his hands away, scrambling up before relaxing again; it's ok, it's Lance, no need to panic. Then the words sink into his brain, and he's shaking his head, and Lance is grinning at him and taking off his jacket.

Oh, man. So, I could try saying coherent things about Calico, but it'd all just be a flurry of exasperated hand gestures and my telling you to just read it for yourself because nothing I say will compare. Justin and his work/play ethics make this much, much too easy for Lance, but oh is it fun to watch.

Lambs! Baa! Lovely day, all.