Fight Scene Notecard sent September 2005 to Cindyjade, who asked for Dom/Dom's hand. :D ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The door slammed shut almost before the director's "cut!" was out of his mouth; an instant later Dom's back hit the blinds so hard the tiny trailer shook. He couldn't be bothered with zipper or buttons; he shoved his hand in up to the wrist before his cock was even half-hard. His eyes fell closed in the dark; a gravelly breath shuddered out of his throat. His fingers were harsh and tight, lacking patience, grace, or lube, desperate and instinctive. As hard as the look on his face had been; as brutal as that flexed arm and swinging fist; as hot as the fire snapping in those hooded blue eyes. No mercy, no time, and no need for either — Dom's lip twitched and his thighs shook, his eyelids fluttering with the single image that spilled across his vision. You hit like a ponce. His orgasm did anything but. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ back