http://amine-eyes.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] amine-eyes.livejournal.com) wrote in [personal profile] amine_eyes 2010-05-24 02:49 pm (UTC)

Out-take!

"What. The. Fuck."

Jim starts to edge away from Bones as he brandishes the small innocent tub as though it's the Devil's plaything, hair still mussed from their making-out, jeans, boxers and t-shirt still lying on the floor from the frantic stripping that came afterwards.

"Well, you did say you wanted lube Bones, and this WAS the only one left ..." Jim says nervously, wondering if his tombstone is going to say "Cause of death: Murdered by Bones' eyebrow of doom".

"Jim ... it's glitter. Glitter lube. Glittery fucking lube! What the fuck!" Are you serious?!"

Hey! It was this or pistachio!" Jim throws back, and he didn't think it was possible for Bones' eyebrow to fully mesh in his hair until now.

"Jim - we weren't going to be fucking eating the lube, it was to be used for sex! Penetrative sex! Which goes infinitely easier if there isn't little bits of glitter! It's like having fucking sand rubbing on your cock!"

"How do you know what sand feels like? And in fact, how do you know about the feeling of glitter on your cock?"

"Shut up. Now."

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It's official, I have no willpower to avoid plot bunnies xD

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