WIP WIDNESDAY

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WIP Wednesday

Another snippet from the new story. The first chapter is almost ready to go up.

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“Tyler,” Carlos whispered against the shell of his ear. “Tyler,” another whisper followed by a sweet peck just behind his ear. “Wake up, my love.”  TK groaned and wiggled his body as he snuggled closer to Carlos. “Errrrmm, no.” He responded with a grumpy tone.  Carlos laughed lightly and let his hand roam down TK’s side to his hip, where he caressed the soft flesh of his hip bone with his thumb. “C’mon baby. We have work to do.” “No, I do not! I’m off today!” TK claimed proudly and pulled his pillow around his head, covering his ears.  “We have boxes to pack up before the crew arrives to help move.” That got TK’s attention, and he released the pillow, his eyes looking at his boyfriend. “We’re moving in today.” He smiled widely as his eyes connected with Carlos’s.  “Yeah.” Carlos mirrored TK’s smile before leaning down and capturing his lips with his own. “I can’t wait to wake up with you every morning.” He spoke as his lips began to trail down TK’s neck, leaving hot little kisses wherever they touched. “Fall asleep with you every night.” His lips journeyed over to his throat. “Knowing you don’t have to leave to go home.” Back to his lips, where he kissed him passionately. “Because you already are.”  TK reciprocated the kiss, giving just as much passion and adding some heat to it, wanting more than just his lips. But Carlos pulled away.  “Mmm, baby, don’t start anything we don’t have time to finish.” He chuckled. “Everyone is going to be here in two hours. We have to get the rest packed before they show up.”  TK groaned and rubbed himself up against Carlos anyway. “But you made me want more. It’s your fault.”  Carlos laughed and placed a hand on the side of TK’s face. “I promise you will have more later. When we are in our new home!”

Writer’s block sucks! It sucks even more when you have just one chapter left of your story and it just won’t flow like it had been. For those waiting for the last chapter of The Impossible, I am so sorry I don’t have it finished. I have been hit with a bad case of writer’s block and just need to step away from it. I hope to have it finished some time this week.

I’m noticing a trend here. Comments and feedback on all the stories I’ve seen on ao3 seem to be simply giving praise. Who doesn’t love to hear praise on the story they’ve put so much work into? But here’s the thing… these comments and the feedback don’t seem to be giving much in the way of advice or constructive criticism to help the authors better themselves and improve their writing. THIS is the kind of feedback I crave!

Absolutely I love to hear praise! But I want to improve my writing. I want to know my readers are happy and being taken care of. Tell me if I could make the story more gripping. Tell me if it’s too mushy. Tell me if it doesn’t have enough raw emotion. Want me to make you cry? Let me know so I can rip your heart out. Want to laugh more? Tell me so I can toss in some silly moments or stupid jokes. Or do something so outrageous you’ll need stitches. Is the writing itself not great? I need to know so I can take a refresher course or something. Or give me an example of how to improve a paragraph or two. Be willing to hurt my feelings so I don’t end up humiliating myself later on. That’s true feedback. That’s what I want!

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SEVEN SENTENCE SUNDAY

I wanted to join in the fun of this little game and share more of my first ever Tarlos story, Ruined - Chapter 1 is up now. This little bit (maybe a bit more than 7 sentences) is from Chapter 2. I am hoping to get chapter 2 posted in the next couple of days.

With TK pressed up against the bathroom door, Carlos kissed along the man’s neck, savoring the taste of his skin. With one hand gripping tightly at TK’s hair, the other slid between them, unfastening his jeans and invading his space. Fingers coiled around his hardened cock, stroking and tugging in a frenzied manner. 

TK mimicked Carlos’s actions. His hand dipping into Carlos’s pants and gripping onto his cock. They pawed at each other and kissed in a way that made them seem desperate for each other. 

They switched from kissing along each other’s necks to bruising kisses against each other’s lips and back to the necks again. 

Bang bang bang “Hey! Some people gotta take a piss out here!” 

Carlos grunted in response. He had every intention of ignoring whoever that was. His hand gripped tighter around TK, tugging slowly and pulling long drawn-out moans from him.

  Bang bang bang “I’m getting the manager.”

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