All This and More

by shuua (シューア) illustrated by c. lijewski (mirrors http://s2b2.livejournal.com/86011.html) Johnny could think of a dozen ways he’d rather have woken up that morning. Breakfast in bed would have been nice. Or perhaps a shower. Or, and this was by far the best option, a good-morning fuck. Followed by a shower. And breakfast in bed. As […]


In His Eyes

by Shuua (シューア) (mirrors http://s2b2.livejournal.com/44538.html) “Had a rough day, then?” It took a moment for Ellis to realize that the words had been directed at him. For one thing, no one said something that cliché to a stranger in a bar, not even in cheesy movies. And for another, no one said anything at all […]


Welcome Home

by Shuua (シューア) (mirrors http://s2b2.livejournal.com/16318.html) It was a rare cool night in mid-June. The stifling hot weather had been relieved by a sudden cold front, brought on by a series of quick rainstorms followed by a constant, refreshing breeze. Sinclair Davies, however, was not enjoying the change. Not because he had anything against perfect, sunny-but-not-hot […]



by Shuua (シューア) (mirrors http://s2b2.livejournal.com/6490.html) It was a late November evening, and already wreaths hung from streetlamps and a variety of Christmas decorations adorned the window displays of shops. As if to encourage the illusion, snow was falling picturesquely in thick, fluffy flakes. A lone figure made his way through the streets, a muffled crunching […]


The Spell

by Shuua (シューア) (mirrors http://s2b2.livejournal.com/3169.html) The first time Alex saw one of Julian Keys’ paintings, he felt his heart skip a beat. It was oil on canvas, 16 x 25 inches. The painting was of a young woman sitting by a window, the sunlight creating a soft halo around her silhouette. She was reclining casually […]