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[violentist]

97) The worst feeling in the world:

being bored enough to fill this shit out.

98) The best feeling in the world:

Playing your music, your way, because it's what you want

99) Who sent this to you?: Fuck you Gabe

100) I tag:
The secretary is doing this. I'm sure you'll be enthralled by her answers.

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[gabe-bryan.livejournal.com]

Matthew's desire becomes evident, tangible, there's nothing indifferent about his enthusiasm, about the way his hands pull at clothing, the way his lips and his teeth aggressively mark their territory (as if to say, we may not be the first but we'll be the one you remember).

And there's something so gratifying about this, about having stripped Matt of his carefully cultivated mask of indifference, about having pushed through that and brought him to this place.

Gabe's body shifts into position, his hands grip the sides of the desk tightly, muscles tensing as his arms stretch across, the position pulling them taunt.

"Only two weeks."

Gabe knows how to play this. Other things he might get wrong, but not this. He can feel the music as the beat of the bass hits the floor, hits the desk, reverberates through and inside him, he can feel Matthew behind him.

"You can do better than that."