Justin Month, Day Seventeen

[aruan]

I might find his pose here unspeakably sexy. The way his foot is coming off the ground, the tilt of his hips, the concentration on his face - it may as well be dancing, as much as I tend to scorn golf as a legitimate sport.

Hope by Cliokat

"Hey." Justin's voice was silky and full of promise.

Lance opened his eyes and inhaled sharply. "You're beautiful." The words were out of his mouth before he thought to stop them.

It's too easy to see Lance accept Justin for what he's willing to give him, even if it's not what he really wants. I can see Justin as one of those people who would be that compelling, the kind that makes you compromise morals and risk big. He wouldn't lie about his intentions (or lack of them) and take you at your word when you agree to his terms, even if it's not what you mean to say. But he'd know that, too, and make you believe in the time that you're with him.