| Challenge #32 Eating Out |
[Oct. 1st, 2007|01:30 pm] |
Title: Main Course
Author: Vamphile
Timeline: Doesn't Matter
Condom(s): Justin gets all five
Main Course
( five porny drabbles under the cut ) |
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| Challenge #32: Eating Out |
[Oct. 1st, 2007|03:23 pm] |
Title: Things Change
Notes: Unbeta'd, so all mistakes are mine. I hope this isn't too schmoopy or OOC. ETA: This is post-513, set in NYC.
And the condom goes to: My boy Brian.
The restaurant was crowded and extremely noisy. They’d waited 45 minutes for a table. Nevertheless, Brian never complained.
As they read the menu, Justin looked quizzically at Brian. “You amaze me. In Pittsburgh you hated eating out, yet we do it all the time here and you actually seem to enjoy it.”
Brian considered that for a moment, shrugged slowly, and smiled. “Things change, Sunshine.”
Justin remembered mansions with stables, golden gardenias, last minute red-eye flights, “I love you” spoken on a crowded dance floor or as Brian came, buried deep in Justin’s ass.
“Yeah,” he agreed contentedly. “They do.” |
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| Challenge #32 Eating Out |
[Oct. 1st, 2007|08:16 pm] |
Title: The best of everything
Author: Vamphile
Timeline: Still doesn't matter
Condom(s): Both go to Justin
The Best of Everything
Only the Best
Justin bit into his burger. Brian looked suspiciously at his sandwich and then ate a fry off of Justin’s plate. “Why are we here exactly?”
Justin held his cheeseburger out to Brian. “Taste.”
Brian looked at him and then at the burger, dripping juices onto the napkin in the middle of the table. Justin thrust it forward again and rolled his eyes. “It won’t kill you.”
Brian took a bite, letting his tongue caress the tip of Justin’s pinky as he pulled back. His eyes opened in surprise. “That’s pretty good.”
“Best burgers in the city. That’s why we’re here.”
Good Thinking
When he finished his burger Justin seemed to be considering dessert.
“You’re kidding, right?”
“What? They have amazing pie.”
“You just ate your weight in French fries, and my weight in dessert before we got here.”
Justin smiled. “That’s how I worked up this appetite.”
Brian dropped several bills on the table and stood up, pulling Justin out of the booth. “C’mon, lets walk the 32 blocks home and then really work up an appetite.
Justin pulled Brian towards him, kissing him. “Good thinking.”
Halfway home Justin pulled Brian into a small market.
“Now what?”
“We’re out of whipped cream.” |
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