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Tell me about a story I haven't written, and I'll give you between one and three sentences from that story.
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EDIT: Because it's me, I will try to keep it to 3 or less sentences, but it will probably be more like 6 or 7 xD
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EDIT: Because it's me, I will try to keep it to 3 or less sentences, but it will probably be more like 6 or 7 xD
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Date: 2011-12-14 11:56 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-15 12:01 am (UTC)Dick gave him a look.
"Shouldn't you be screaming?"
Charles beamed at that, flopping onto the ground and pulling Dick with him, tangling them both up.
"We'll get to that later."
Really, that grin was dirtier than his.
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Date: 2011-12-14 11:58 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-15 12:04 am (UTC)"You think I want to spend time with you? I've got a Navy to run -"
"Oh please, you don't run the Navy -"
"Not yet -"
"BOTH OF YOU."
They paused.
Hardy tucked his towel under his arm.
"We are all going to the beach, we will paddle, have some icecream, and it will be fun. Do you understand?"
"Yessssssss," they replied sulkily.
"You still don't run the Navy though."
"Beatty!"
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Date: 2011-12-14 11:58 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-15 12:10 am (UTC)"Course I know how much I've eaten. I've got a copy of my menu here. Let's see, breakfast was a Full English, second breakfast was some toast, elevenses was another Full English but this time with no tomatoes because they're not quite right this time of year, lunch was -"
"Gillian?"
"Beau, I think she fainted. Pass me a buttered muffin will you?"
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Date: 2011-12-15 12:14 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-15 12:26 am (UTC)"... I'm what?"
"... Nelson said it first."
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Date: 2011-12-15 12:16 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-15 12:27 am (UTC)"True," he replied mildly, "but I do have you on your back with no clothes on."
"... Well that's my choice."
"Keep telling yourself that."
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Date: 2011-12-15 12:18 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-15 12:51 am (UTC)"They don't look like they're going to stop anytime soon, mate."
Hardy pinched the bridge of his nose.
"I know."
Mickey Mouse patted his shoulder and walked off to presumably spread happiness and cheer to unsuspecting people.
In front of him, Nelson and Beatty had gone past "I hate you," past "you drive me insane in a good way," and were now at "let's be completely inappropriate in front of children."
He was never going outside with them again.
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Date: 2011-12-15 12:41 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-15 01:02 am (UTC)"We'll buy Frodo and Sam time."
"Aragorn, we've only got enough men to hold them off for half an hour," and Aragorn paused, looking at Eomer.
"Then we shall have to hold them for half an hour."
"And hope it's enough," he said under his breath, buckling his ammo pouch to his hip.
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Date: 2011-12-15 01:46 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-15 02:03 am (UTC)On the other hand, as the wrestle turns into grinds and moans, and their hands reach out to pull him closer, already starting to undress him, there are worse ways to enjoy a hotel room.
Especially when it comes with free condoms.
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Date: 2011-12-15 01:46 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-15 02:09 am (UTC)Beatty puts up signs in the bathroom with elaborate diagrams of how sharing toothbrushes rots your cock (or something, his handwriting is appalling).
And Nelson gets them up at 6.30am on the dot, every morning, rain or shine, for a run, no excuses, not even if your limbs are falling off.
However, their bed is big enough for all three of them to share without kicking each other in the ribs, so it's not all bad.
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Date: 2011-12-15 01:47 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-15 02:15 am (UTC)And the second was cold silence, while the third was because Hardy was missing and they needed someone who understood what they were feeling.
But the fourth - well, after they heard Hardy was safe and well, they needed someone to celebrate with as well.
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Date: 2011-12-15 01:47 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-15 01:59 am (UTC)Nelson blames Beatty - says he wouldn't have dared Beatty if Beatty had just stopped mooning over Hardy for one moment.
Hardy blames the rum - if they hadn't drunk their way through two bottles of it, he wouldn't have kissed them both back, and ended up in bed.
Unfortunately, he can't blame it on the rum the next time it happens. Or the third. (
But he can blame the fifth on tequila.)
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Date: 2011-12-15 01:49 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-15 02:58 am (UTC)Nelson shrugs, looking at Hardy. Hardy shrugs back.
"Beatty, the first year was going to drown," they say, as though that makes everything right.
"You - UGH you're both so Gryffindor!"
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Date: 2011-12-15 02:13 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-15 03:01 am (UTC)But as Nelson and Hardy try to decipher the latest note pinned to the fridge, trying to work out if Beatty actually needs a lift back from the hospital that night -
Well, there's a reason surgeons have assistants who write things down for them.
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Date: 2011-12-15 02:50 am (UTC)Shivering in the lamplight
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Date: 2011-12-15 03:11 am (UTC)Sniping - from all sides - has long since stopped, instead, they curl tighter as the night grows colder, Nelson squished in the middle as Hardy tangles their feet and Beatty tangles their arms.
And as the night edges closer to dawn and the chance of warmth returning to the ship, their eyes drift shut, and maybe (though they'll deny it later), their fingers tangle together, and small smiles appear on their sleeping faces.
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Date: 2011-12-15 03:14 am (UTC)Beatty dreams.
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Date: 2011-12-15 03:29 am (UTC)He dreams of panting shakes and gasping moans as he rocks on one body and sucks on another, feeling full and wanted and needed as the moans turn to groans and his groin goes tight and his hair is gripped tight enough to hurt.
And then it's dawn, and he wakes.
Alone.
Again.
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Date: 2011-12-15 03:14 am (UTC)Somebody is ticklish
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Date: 2011-12-15 03:55 am (UTC)"Sire, it's highly inappropriate and I really thi - EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"
...
Charles looks down at the floor, where Sotherby managed to throw himself after Charles' hand brushed his side.
He grins, and Sotherby gets a sinking feeling that he's doomed.
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Date: 2011-12-15 03:15 am (UTC)Calming Beatty down with orgasms. :DDD
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Date: 2011-12-15 04:15 am (UTC)Two comes close - He's pliable at least, able to at stay still for a moment as Hardy and Nelson get their breath back, though his mouth still goes at a hundred miles an hour.
Three, on the other hand - well.
It's like magic, the way Beatty collapses into a fucked out blissful state, only able to speak in "hhhmmmmmmgph" and "bbrbbbrb", sweat pouring off his skin as he shudders through Hardy (or Nelson)(or on one memorable occaision, both) pulling out, needing to be manhandled to one side of the bed so that they can all fit on.
Wonderful, wonderful magic, as Beatty is finally silent.
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Date: 2011-12-15 03:16 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-15 04:33 am (UTC)"Dick, hang on, you've only just -" James starts to say, but Dick silences him with a plundering kiss, full of heat and fire.
"I've been a penguin for two sodding months," he eventually says, already scrabbling at James' belt, and really (oh really), James can't refuse that.
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Date: 2011-12-15 03:18 am (UTC)They're going home
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Date: 2011-12-15 04:35 am (UTC)The truck moves slowly off, silence in the fields around, and Blenkinsop turns to face Maltravers with wide eyes and hope - wild wild hope - bubbling up, ready to escape.
"We're going home," he whispers, and the look of sheer joy on Maltravers' face mirrors his own.
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Date: 2011-12-15 03:18 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-15 04:40 am (UTC)Nelson moves away, raises an eyebrow even as he grinds down.
"Hardy, stop worrying and fuck me."
And, well, he's always done what he's told.
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Date: 2011-12-15 03:21 am (UTC)Casablanca
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Date: 2011-12-15 04:53 pm (UTC)But as Maltravers waves them off, he can't help the tears.
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Date: 2011-12-15 04:35 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-15 04:55 pm (UTC)And as Bob wakes up next to him (next to him oh God), wearing a matching ring, there's only one thought going through Mike's mind.
He's never going to Vegas again.
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Date: 2011-12-15 04:37 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-15 04:56 pm (UTC)Mike hates mountains.
But they both like the pub, so their holiday ends up being a pub crawl, so it's not all bad.
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Date: 2011-12-15 04:37 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-15 04:59 pm (UTC)"Bob, please be quiet, I'm trying to revise."
"Make me Mikey-Bo - Mmmmmmmmph!"
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Date: 2011-12-15 04:38 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-15 05:07 pm (UTC)But as Bob parts his mouth and wraps his hand in Mike's hair, tugging him closer, he can't really bring himself to care.
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