Work Text:
Semantics
by BuffyAngel68
Finally laying down the book he was trying to read, Larry sighed and turned to his lover.
"Charles, will you stop that?"
"I can't help it. I don't know what's wrong."
"Well, blinking is like yawning and as long as you're doing it, so am I and neither one of us can concentrate. Here... hold very still and let me have a look."
"What is it?"
"Nothing serious. You have dirty in your eye. There..."
"Much better. Wait... you meant dirt, right?"
"That too." Larry tossed back, planting a lingering kiss on Charlie's lips.
"Hmmm... well, now that one's fixed... feel like doing something about the other?"
"How fast can we get back to my place?"