I still saw indecision in his eyes and I wanted more than anything to reassure him. It was hard to see Starsky vulnerable and know that I was the reason for it. But I understood it. He'd been raised in an environment where the things we were about to do were dirty words, the people who did them the worst kind of perverts. I shook my head. 'How could love like this be anything but a gift and worth anything that we might have to go through because of it?'
Rated: Not Rated
Warnings: No Warnings Needed
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Complete?: Yes - Published: 02/16/2012 - Last Updated: 03/02/2012