crack_van | One Hundred Mile Limit by LilyK (explicit)

Yes, yes; next time, remind me to call this the "Bay City and Beyond" tour, okay? *g*

Fandom: STARSKY AND HUTCH
Pairing: Starsky/Hutch
Length: 3,598 words
Author on LJ:

sc_fossil
Author Website: LilyK at Dave and Ken’s Diner
Also, LilyK at AO3
Why this must be read:

Because it's time for more hawt sex!

Well, eventually. Hutch has to angst and pine first. :) In this post-Sweet Revenge story, LilyK delivers delightful banter, the aforementioned Hutch pining, yummy descriptions of gorgeous men touching themselves, and hawt sex. Boy oh boy, does she deliver!

The white t-shirt had been rucked up, exposing a flat belly and defined chest. Starsky had worked so hard to achieve that body. Hours in the gym after dying in the hospital...

Hutch had licked his own lips and watched as Starsky's hips snapped forward as his hand stroked. His lower lip clenched between white teeth, the rhythm escalated.

Hutch jammed his hand into his mouth to keep his own moans at bay. Another sharp thrust and a deep groan from Starsky, and Hutch's own cock had pushed against his suddenly too-tight cords.

He had ached to rush into the room. To fall to his knees. To take that cock into his hand and into his mouth. His palm rubbed against the front of his pants. Cock throbbing, his gaze had remained glued on Starsky.

Starsky's hand had moved faster, and he let out a series of the most arousing little pants and grunts. Hutch thought he would scream. A drop of sweat on Starsky caught Hutch's gaze. It slipped down the firm chest and wound its way through the forest of hair, a glistening, meandering gem.

See? Told ya. :D Run, don’t walk to:

One Hundred Mile Limit

Side-note: LilyK is the owner-operator of Dave and Ken's Diner, a great S&H archive where they serve up slash fic 24/7. Check it out! :)

One Hundred Mile Limit by LilyK (explicit)

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