Lena Forren (epitaph_skeith) wrote in crack100, @ 2008-04-25 05:30:00 |
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Current mood: | exhausted |
Current music: | Kaya - Chocolat |
Have some...hopefully crack!
Crack...sweet, WAFFy crack. That's what I bring. I just hope it is cracky enough. (Though, playing with playdough in a virtual world...yeah, that's pretty cracky right there...)
Theme: Playdough
Fandom: .hack//Legend of the Twilight
Pairing: N/A
Warnings: Saaaaap. Fluff. Playdough hearts. And maybe a teeny hint of hand fetish.
His gloves were off, placed carefully on the edge of the table.
His hands, soft and bare, toyed with the squishy mass that sat before him.
His wondering eyes drank in the myriad of shapes he created, only to destroy them with a press of his palm and start all over again.
So absorbed was he that he didn't hear the footsteps that came up behind him, and he jumped when he felt a pair of hands on his shoulders and a drift of warm breath over his ear.
"What are you doing?"
His hands quickly moved to cover the mess. "...I'm working on something."
The other voice was sardonically amused, "No, you're playing with something."
And when those firm, unyielding hands moved to pull his own bare ones away and reveal the latest shape he had created, he could hear a surprised intake of breath at his ear, and then suddenly strong arms wrapped themselves about his shoulders and soft lips pressed to his in a wonderfully sweet, gentle kiss.
Placidly, the roughly heart-shaped blob of blue playdough sat forgotten on the table, his sometimes-lover's name having been pressed into the soft surface with a gentle fingertip.