#pap9

The most recent segment of PAP, not including any spoilers, which was difficult given this small scene occurs right after a major event. This has not been edited. Just fresh raw writing. So good luck if you read it lol. This scene is from Duo's POV. A moment between himself and Solo.

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The motion caused his shirt to ride up slightly, revealing a scar on his hip bone. My eyes were drawn to it. He slowly lowered his arms, and grinned at me.

I couldn't help but look away with a blush, having been caught staring. I cleared my throat, trying to act innocent. “What's that from?” I asked as nonchalantly as I could.

“What's what from?” he said, his voice far closer to me than it had been before. I was startled to see him directly in front of me, having not heard him walk across the room. The child in me was thoroughly convinced he was a wizard, though the teenager in me scoffed at the thought.

I swallowed as I looked up to his face, my brain supplied me with a brief daydream of me leaning forward slightly, unzipping his khakis and sucking deeply on his dick. I fought back a moan at the images in my head and silently cursed the erection growing in my pants.

“Th-Th-The scar.” I somehow managed to stutter out.

He rose an eyebrow and his grin widened. “Which scar?” He said with a playful tone in his voice before he gracefully lifted up the white Polo Shirt to reveal his abdomen.

I couldn't fight back the moan this time, though by the time it escaped my lips it was more of a whimper. I let my teeth find solace on my bottom lip only briefly before I realized what I was doing, and then released the abused flesh from their grasp.

He tilted his head slightly as he watched me, as if he was trying to figure me out.

“That one.” I said, trying to concentrate on the scar and not my throbbing erection, or how absolutely fucking adorable he looked when he was confused.

He looked down at his abdomen with a frown. “Eh…. What one?”

I swallowed and steeled my nerves, doubting my own will power to simply touch the scar I was inquiring about without continuing to touch him. I decided pointing was my safest option, and did so.

Pushed through the migraine. It's still there but it's become milder which is definitely a bonus. I think I'm just slightly dehydrated from all the extra sodium I consumed yesterday. It's settled down to just a really bad headache at this point.

With that being said I somehow managed to get 2,216 words written for Chapter 9 already lol. I plan on getting some more done in a little while as well. Maybe I'll be able to finish Chapter 9 tonight, though I doubt it.

I'm weird and type my stories up on my phone. I just really miss my laptop. It's rare that I sit at my computer, and even more rare that I feel like writing when I do. My laptop was just ease of access. With my laptop being dead dead (as opposed to dying dead), I've picked up the habit of writing from my phone. I actually enjoy it far more than my laptop. Sure it's a slower pace (though I'm a pretty fast texter at this point), but there's an ease of access I didn't have with my laptop even. Now I can write on my lunch at work, or before I go in if I'm a few minutes early.

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