Let’s Get to Know Each Other
cobb holden with soapy suds on his biohazard-gloved paws. maybe there was rohypnol in the chocolates or something. i shook my head briefly and tried to smile.
Positive Discrimination
My dose for today was about done, anyway, though deep in my mind i also knew that a few hours spent in the presence of cobb holden would give me enough to last a month. at least.
Spoilers!
A very large, very goofy-looking, a very i \*heart\* nyc t-shirt-wearing, plastic bag-carrying cobb holden was in the building. and he was grinning.
Revolving Doors
cobb holden was in the building. and he was grinning. and he was kinda looking at me. \* thank you for reading my story!
Unanswered Questions
Mental images conjured by the idea of cobb holden walking in on a boner-happy victor, i was now more than a little curious about what victor had in mind.
Maybe You Could Be Friends With Rory
My brain seemed to be rebelling again at the memory of my interrupted and mutilated date by providing me with another dose of mental cobb holden, speaking with the voice of the reality of what kind of company i had been holding recently.
We Need To Talk
I rubbed my chin, thoughtfully, as the image of a goofily smiling cobb holden wearing an apron and only an apron floated past my frame of mind, "...mean...eh...obnoxious, sure, but...a bully..."
Swinging Both Ways
There was not knowing whether he had decided to have a really nice, long, maybe jerk-off-included extra-nice evening shower that could take up to ten minutes or something like that...while i was left with cobb holden. "alright!
Party Favors
I wish the first thing i noticed would've been the unquestionably hot musclegut that was presented on cobb holden's abdomen.
Once Upon A Dobie - A Hockey Hunk Fanfiction
I cut the chase, since i wanted to start soon to praise the many qualities of one cobb holden. and because i was lusting after an ice-cream, but that i wasn't going to tell anyone.
It's That Special Sensation
The mental image of cobb holden was already trying to steal his brother's eyeglasses before i was brought out of daydreams by a small coughing sound.
Guess Who's Coming To Dinner
Was that irony or what, that peter had more personal experience with a cobb holden rather than the victor holden currently standing next to me and smelling like a spilled bottle of nail polish remover. don't ask how i know that.