omigod, you broke me! I grinned all the way through reading this story, and you captured the sensations of hot sun, sweaty Shep and coconut-scented lust prefectly -- my favorite part, for whatever reason:
and the grass skirt was never going to be the same when he was through with it; he was grinding his hips against Rodney's so forcefully that the skirt was being crushed, releasing more of the dry, dusty scent of it--it had to be an aphrodisiac
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Date: 2005-10-14 01:07 am (UTC)and the grass skirt was never going to be the same when he was through with it; he was grinding his hips against Rodney's so forcefully that the skirt was being crushed, releasing more of the dry, dusty scent of it--it had to be an aphrodisiac
I mean, grar!