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October 6th, 2009

Challenge #135: Song Lyrics [Oct. 6th, 2009|12:46 am]

qaf_drabbles

[frantic_quest]
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Title: Home
Author's Note: Lyrics borrowed from the song Home by The Foo Fighters
And the Condom Goes To: Daphne

“Hey.” I whispered the word and clutched the phone more tightly to my ear. I closed my eyes and drank in the comforting sound of his breathing.

“Hey.” He answered slowly, and I knew he was standing by the window, cigarette in hand, smoke curling into the atmosphere before disappearing into vapor. “How’s New York treating you?”

I smiled sadly, knowing the rules, but the truth pressed its way forward, burning past my lips. “It sucks Brian. All I want is to be home.”

“Justin.” He bites back a groan. “Then get your ass back to the Pitts…and me. “
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Challenge #135: Song Lyrics [Oct. 6th, 2009|02:02 am]

qaf_drabbles

[frantic_quest]
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Title: What He Wants
Author's Note: Lyrics borrowed from The Beautiful Ones by Prince.
And the Condom Goes To: Daphne

Do you want him? Or do you want me? The words were screaming in my brain as I grabbed him tightly and stared into his eyes.

Justin’s eyes; they used to meet mine with a candor and an understanding that grounded me in ways I would never admit to him.

Now, aside from the lust that was always glowing there, I saw nothing except my own pathetic future.

I leaned closer and inhaled, and the scent of his fucking fiddler lover almost caused me to gag.

I knew he was lost to me, even as I slammed our mouths together.
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Challenge #135: Song Lyrics [Oct. 6th, 2009|01:12 pm]

qaf_drabbles

[frantic_quest]
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Title The Way You Taste
Author's Note: Song Lyrics borrowed from It's Been A While by Staind.
And the Condom Goes To: Daphne



“What am I doing here?” he had asked, his eyes begging me to erase his doubts. I wanted to tell him. “I’m tired of being alone and feeling worthless, but all that shit seems to disappear when I’m with you.”

I didn’t say any of those things to him then, and now it’s too fucking late.

I stare at him hungrily as he ties the bracelet around my wrist. His tongue touches his lips. Still the words won’t come. “You’re not mine anymore, but I can still remember just the way you taste.”

I watch him turn and walk away.
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challenge #135: Song Lyrics [Oct. 6th, 2009|05:17 pm]
qaf_drabbles
[alsonotbad]
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Title: Me So Horny
Author's Note: Lyrics from "Me So Horny" by 2 Live Crew
Condom: Daphne

I watched from the bar as Justin moved his hips in time to the music, eyes closed, head thrown back. He raised his arms over his head and swayed and swiveled his ass with an elegance on his feet that I could never capture. The glitter in his hair was catching on the lights, creating a sheen around his head, a halo of sorts.

What irony that was.

He looked at me and smiled just as the chorus came on:

Me so horny. Me love you long time.

Damn right I will, I thought, as I went to join him.
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Challenge #135: Song Lyrics [Oct. 6th, 2009|09:59 pm]

qaf_drabbles

[fun_demented]
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Title: Always True
Notes: Much thanks to the ever lovely [info]jule1122 for her more than beta; Lyrics from Elvis Costello's Almost Blue
Condom: Daphne

Eating breakfast with Michael and watching Justin bus tables felt almost normal, until Michael responded to my latest push for him to resurrect Rage...

“Justin doesn’t care about you anymore. Like he gives a fuck about Rage or me.”

I rolled my eyes, "If you want something, go after it.”

Michael replied with more bullshit, "Easy for you to say. You always get what you want. I should’ve known it was too good to last.”

I looked over at Justin counting his tips and it came to me, my final pitch, "Not all good things come to an end, Mikey.”
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