Ice Lady (![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} _ice_lady_) wrote in ![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} ffvii_100,@ 2007-11-19 15:35:00 |
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| Entry tags: | author: _ice_lady_, prompt: tongue-tied |
Myopic
Title: Myopic
Characters: Rufus, Lazard, Tseng
Prompt: Tongue-Tied
Rating: R
Team: Turks
Word count: 100
A/N: Let today be the day of ruining good songs. I suggest you listen to this while reading. Contains incest and porn, so you have been warned. (And I do write rhyme! Woot! :D)
And, since everybody knows I'm an attention whore, let me link to the two drabbles I wrote a few hours too late for the past two challenges - Nanosecond (NC17 for Naked) and This Is The Thing (R for Mercy).
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Lazard was sitting on Rufus’ office chair, hands tied behind backrest with what seemed to be his tie, his legs spread apart and bound to the armrests by the knees.
Rufus was sitting on his desk, one leg crossed over the other. Unlike Lazard, he was still dressed.
“Sir, I…” Tseng uttered but turned speechless as Rufus looked at him over the rim of the glasses resting on his nose.
“He’s your brother!” he managed to say as his ability to speak returned.
Rufus chuckled, pushed the glasses up his nose, and jumped off the desk. “Care to join us?”
Rufus was sitting on his desk, one leg crossed over the other. Unlike Lazard, he was still dressed.
“Sir, I…” Tseng uttered but turned speechless as Rufus looked at him over the rim of the glasses resting on his nose.
“He’s your brother!” he managed to say as his ability to speak returned.
Rufus chuckled, pushed the glasses up his nose, and jumped off the desk. “Care to join us?”