passing_through (passing_through) wrote in qaf_drabbles, @ 2008-07-20 23:28:00 |
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Current mood: | silly |
Current music: | sid and tweedy laughing with me |
Entry tags: | author: passing_through, challenge #75: variations of come |
Caught
Title: Caught
Author: bookgirl24
Notes: I blame this entirely on sidhe and tweedygirl. As tweedygal put it: The three of us, as we often do, got to talking about weird things. One of them was writing an Emmett/Carl/Debbie drabble. So we each wrote one, used the word "come," and now we're posting them here for everyone to enjoy.
And the condom goes to: 2 to Debbie
Part I
“Em? Em honey. Can you come here?”
Emmett followed the sound of Debbie’s voice and found himself outside her bedroom door.
Rooted to the floor in shock, he took in the scene before him. Carl, red-faced from a combination of exertion and embarrassment, lay on the bed, handcuffed to the frame. A fuzzy, heart shaped pillow had been placed over his crotch.
Emmett cleared his throat. “Wha…what can I do for you Deb?”
“I dropped the key behind the bed when I was trying to un-cuff Carl and I can’t reach it.”
“And what would you like me to do?”
Part II
“Can you crawl under the bed and get it?”
Emmett watched Carl squirm. “Deb, sweetheart,” he whispered. “I don’t think that’s a good idea.”
“Carrrlllll. It’s just Em. You won’t say anything, will you sweetie?”
Emmett couldn’t take his eyes off the fuzzy pillow, which had come dislodged during Carl’s struggle.
“Of course not. Not a word,” he promised, as he got to his knees and began to feel around under the bed.
“Can I make a suggestion though? Next time, put some of those hideous ties of yours to good use instead of those handcuffs. Less embarrassing that way.”