Feb. 14th, 2004 01:22 am
Lumberjack Slash: Gunther/Hans
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Lumberjack Slash (now with a title!)
The Hills Are Alive With the Sound of Music
Gunther crested the hill, as swung over one shoulder. His broad chest strained against the buttons on his flannel shirt, the sleeves rolled up to reveal strong, muscular forearms. He stopped suddenly at the sight of his beloved.
Hans stood shirtless, his chest gleaming with sweat. His red hair bright in the sunlight. He swung his ax and Gunther could see his muscles strain with the effort.
"Hans," Gunther called. "Let me help you fell that tree. Its roots are strong and its seed have spilled often upon the ground."
Hans turned, smiling at the larger, blond haired man. "Yes, Gunther," he said, tossing aside his ax. "Long have I waited for you to come and bury your ax in this forest."
Lumberjack Slash (now with a title!)
The Hills Are Alive With the Sound of Music
Gunther crested the hill, as swung over one shoulder. His broad chest strained against the buttons on his flannel shirt, the sleeves rolled up to reveal strong, muscular forearms. He stopped suddenly at the sight of his beloved.
Hans stood shirtless, his chest gleaming with sweat. His red hair bright in the sunlight. He swung his ax and Gunther could see his muscles strain with the effort.
"Hans," Gunther called. "Let me help you fell that tree. Its roots are strong and its seed have spilled often upon the ground."
Hans turned, smiling at the larger, blond haired man. "Yes, Gunther," he said, tossing aside his ax. "Long have I waited for you to come and bury your ax in this forest."