Title: Sweaty Author: Cae Rating: PG Summary: A day in the life of a bead of sweat. Disclaimer: *Snort!* Yeah right Additional: Utter nonsense God I love it when it gets hot in here. I'm nestled on his breast bone waiting, poised for my chance....just one more small movement. I glance briefly at my companion, I'll beat you to the finish line this time ya smug bastard. Come on baby...you can do it. Yes! That was one hell of a jiggle! And we're off!! Ha! I managed to circumnavigate the chest hair, while my opponent is lodged on his left nipple. Sucks to be you buddy! Though I could think of worse places to be... I can also think of a better place to be, which is where I'm heading right now. The ultimate goal..The finish line. The 'Belly Button of Doom' as we'ved named it! Hee...that was my suggestion. The place where we all end up at the end of our lives, well, those of us that make it that far. He has a lot of body hair, which makes for a bit of an obstacle course, but that just ups the excitement. I'm almost there....oh yes! I can see the outer circle of...waitaminute! What the fuck....? "Mmm Col, you're all sweaty." Oh Hell no! You keep that whiskey-covered, nicotine flavoured squirmy git away from me! No! Stay back! Noooooooooooooo!!! "You taste so good" Ryan murmurs, hiking his lover's shirt up and snaking out his tongue for another mouthfull of that beloved stomach. Bollocks.