Fics like Oh, Whizzer, Whizzer Brown. Isn't it delightful playing easy?

Too immersed in his own thoughts of pain and self adjustment, he nearly whacked right into a man who was walking the direction opposite to him. “Oh, I’m sorry.” Marvin said quickly. “It’s alright,” The man was quick to wave a hand. “Often, people are too caught up with themselves to pay attention to me, anyway.” Marvin blinked. The man held himself in such a way that Marvin knew what he was immediately. The man spoke in such a way that Marvin wanted to throttle him. The man dressed in such a way that Marvin wanted to pin him up against the nearest wall. This man was queer. It was apparent. He was proud of it, that was also apparent. He could not be more opposite from Marvin, even after knowing him for only a second, he knew. How proud was Marvin about his personal affairs? Certainly less proud than this man. He was attractive, too. It was a double whammy—In Marvin’s case, at least. Marvin wanted to sleep with him. Marvin also wanted to throw something at his handsome face. He cleared his throat. “Sorry, what?” OR: Marvin and Whizzer's meetings and subsequent sleeping together

Fics like Oh, Whizzer, Whizzer Brown. Isn't it delightful playing easy?

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