| Challenge #157: Coffee |
[May. 6th, 2010|06:52 am] |
Title:Thursday Morning
A/N: Three drabbles set in early S2. Thank you to ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) qafmaniac for the super speedy beta!
And the condom goes to: Three to The Baths
Justin was not having a good day. The first thing I heard when I walked into the diner was a loud, exasperated, "Fuck”, followed by Debbie's calm voice.
"Why don't you let me get the coffee?"
He was leaning on the counter, scrubbing his hands over his eyes. Shit, he was crying. I pulled him close and whispered in his ear: "No use crying over spilt milk."
He pulled back and looked up at me.
"I’m not crying. My allergies are acting up"
I kissed him and said: "Then, how about some coffee?"
"Your wish is my command."
( Parts 2 and 3 ) |
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| Challenge #155: Shampoo |
[Apr. 22nd, 2010|01:53 pm] |
Title: Aisle Six
A/N: Set in the early part of S2. Thank you ahaw9913 for helping me a ton with this drabble! You are the best!
And the Condom goes to… Justin's studio
“Clean up: aisle six” boomed the loudspeaker. Sighing, Michael grabbed the bucket and headed to Health and Beauty. If he didn’t clean it immediately; Andrew would chew him out, and not in the fun way, like at Babylon last night.
‘Fuck’ he thought, turning the corner and seeing an ocean of shampoo forming on the floor. The young mother looked genuinely apologetic as she gathered a set of twin toddlers, both throwing temper tantrums.
“Don’t worry about it, Ma’am,” Michael said. The customer then herded her still screaming children away.
Wringing out the mop, Michael thought, ‘I’ll never have kids!’ |
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| Challenge #151: Author's Choice |
[Mar. 24th, 2010|09:22 pm] |
Title: A Woman’s Charm
A/N: Melanie’s thoughts after her hookup with Marianne in 113. Giant "Thank you" and squishes to qafmaniac for her super quick and dirty beta!
And the Condom goes to… Liberty Diner
Lips. When Marianne smiled and laughed in the bar, her lips were so soft. It was innocent enough at first, going out with a friend for a drink. But then, those lips met mine and there was an excitement, a fire, I hadn’t felt since my beautiful son was born.
Lips. Kisses placed down my neck, sucking and biting at my skin gently. Lips sucked on my nipples until they were hard. Lips surrounded my lips and her tongue teased my clit. Lips drew my orgasm out expertly.
Lips, my own, lying to the person I love, “It was nothing.” |
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| Challenge #151: Author's Choice |
[Mar. 16th, 2010|08:49 pm] |
Title: The Baths
A/N: Set after the gym scene in 118. Thank you to my wonderful beta ahaw9913. This is the drabble I owe fun_demented!
And the Condom goes to… The Liberty Diner.
Emmett puts the gym bag down in his apartment. “God,” he says to the emptiness, “I can’t believe I told them about that time at the LA baths. I was sure they wouldn’t believe me, that’s why I never said anything. But the look on Brian’s face; it was priceless. I even saw a twinge of jealousy flash across his face.”
He walks into his bedroom, opens his sock drawer, and smiles as he pulls out the autographed photo. “To Emmett: Thanks for last night…”
Emmett sighs and smiles, “I’ll just keep you as my little secret from now on.” |
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| Challenge #147: Quotes |
[Feb. 16th, 2010|11:31 pm] |
Title: Pablo
Quote: You can give yourself head?
A/N: This plot bunny got in my head and wouldn’t go away… Unbeta’d, all mistakes are mine.
And the condom goes to… Justin
“Really?” I couldn’t believe what this guy just said. “You can give yourself head?”
“Yeah.” He pressed himself against me, “wanna see?”
Without another word, I pulled him back to my apartment for a private demonstration. He lay down on the floor and proceeded to angle his hips upward. The trick was folded in half, sucking his cock. It was so fucking hot. I stroked my cock and we both shot at the same time.
***
“Oh. My. God. This trick just sucked himself off on my floor.”
I could hear the smile in Brian’s voice, “Ahh, you’ve met Pablo.” |
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| Challenge #145: Injury |
[Jan. 27th, 2010|03:37 pm] |
Title: Bad Day
Author: etextraordinary
Notes: Thank you to the amazing ahaw9913 for looking at this drabble very last minute!
And the Condom Goes To… Emmett Honeycutt
I slammed the door shut and Justin didn’t even flinch; he stood up, walked over to me and slid his arm around my waist.
“Rough day?” He asked, slowly beginning to undress me.
“Yeah. I might just have to hurt some fuckers.”
“Mmhm.” He unbuttoned my pants and slid them off.
“A client called wanting everything changed by tomorrow at 6, some asshole cut me off in traffic, and the worst part-I fell on the fucking ice and ruined a perfectly good Armani suit.”
“Let me make it better.” He pulled my cock into his mouth. I felt better already. |
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| Challenge #144: Four Words |
[Jan. 18th, 2010|02:46 pm] |
Title: Hot Sex
Author: etextraordinary
Author’s Notes: Thank you ahaw9913 for beta'ing. Inspired by this gorgeous icon made by pfodge. This is for you for making the amazing and mesmerizing icon, which keeps distracting me.
And the Condom goes to... Emmett
Brian eases into me, torturously slow. He is draped over my back, kissing between my shoulder blades. He reaches down and intertwines his fingers with mine. He angles just right, and hits that spot. The spot that makes me arch my back and demand more.
“Harder! Fuck me! Now!”
Brian speeds up and my hand slips off the rug, knocking the glass over, spilling wine everywhere. Brian reaches around and strokes me until we both come.
“God damn it, my ass is burning,” he said.
I look at him and laugh. “Fucking in front of the fire will do that.” |
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| Challenge #143: Kiss |
[Jan. 13th, 2010|12:51 pm] |
Title: Karaoke
Author (Beta): etextraordinary (edom)
And the Condom goes to… Daphne
I've been kissed by a rose all a glow.
Emmett always picked the worst songs to sing at Karaoke; they were always painful to listen to and invariably got stuck in your head. This was no exception.
Finally finished with the day from hell, I just wanted to go home and have a strong drink. I heard the music while still in the elevator; fuck. Justin was singing the goddamn song too.
“For fuck’s sake! Turn that fucking song off!”
He turned it down and kissed me deeply; which quickly turned to stripping. Maybe it wasn’t so bad after all. |
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| The 37 Days of Gusmas: Week One |
[Dec. 2nd, 2009|09:26 pm] |
Title: Week One
Author: etextraordinary
Prompt: Thanksgiving Day, Stuffed, First snow, Holidays on ice, Bah humbug, Skiing Picture, 'Tis the season, and Joy to the world
Notes: All of these drabbles are loosely connected and set a few years post-513. Brian and Justin are living at Britin. Not beta'd, all mistakes are mine.
( Week One ) |
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| Challenge #136: Emmett |
[Oct. 13th, 2009|11:47 pm] |
Title: The Bed
Notes: This drabble series is an addition to the fic I wrote for the Moving Prompt on ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif) qaf_prompts. simplystars, michira_70, and qafmaniac all wanted to see Emmett putting together the bed for Brian and Justin; this is for them. The fic can be found here. A giant thank you goes to my wonderful beta, ahaw9913
And the Condom goes to... 5 to Daphne
My phone was ringing: “Brian, what do you need?”
“Emmett, my friend. How is Pittsburgh’s most fabulous planner?”
“What do you want?”
“What makes you think I want anything?”
“You only ask how I’m doing when you need me to do something for you, so what is it?”
He took a deep breath, “I need you to help me assemble my bed.”
“What makes you think that I can put a bed together?”
“Remember that road trip? You changed the flat. I think you can assemble a bed, and keep it a secret.”
“Alright, when do you want me there?”
( Parts 2-5 ) |
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| Challenge #132: Couples |
[Sep. 16th, 2009|10:15 am] |
Title: The Quiz
Warnings/Author's Notes: Unbeta'd, all mistakes are mine. Inspired by What Everyone Else Doesn't Know About US by Draccone.
And the condom goes to: Brian and Justin
“Which word best describes your partner? A) Selfish B) Childish C) Loyal”
Why the fuck am I reading this shit, Brian thought. The nurse said, “We’ll be right with you, Mr. Kinney” over an hour ago. He already read the old magazines and the only thing left was Cosmo. He shuddered at the thought.
He sighed, how do I describe Justin? He’s never really been childish-hell, he was the most mature person I knew when I met him. Selfish, that’s laughable. When he looked up, he realized the nurse was calling him. Standing up, he put down the magazine; Justin is loyal. |
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| Challenge #132: couples |
[Sep. 16th, 2009|10:09 am] |
Title: Payment
Warnings/Author's Notes: Unbeta'd, all mistakes are mine
And the condom goes to: Brian and Justin
Brian swallowed around my cock and the sensation was too much, I came with a rush of heat down his throat. He gently licked me clean, and then moved up to kiss me. I could still taste my come on his tongue.
“Is that enough of a down payment for you to help me out?” he asked.
“Mmmm” I breathed, still not capable of higher brain functions. “I think we can work something out. But why are you paying me in blowjobs?”
Brian sighed, “Because I’m getting paid in bottles of wine.”
I laughed, “At least you can get drunk!” |
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| Challenge #132: Couples |
[Sep. 16th, 2009|09:43 am] |
Title: Ribbed for his pleasure
Warnings/Author's Notes: Beta'd by dottie_jane This drabble was inspired by too much studying, be warned.
And the condom goes to: Brian and Justin
“Hey, Brian?”
“Hmm?”
“Where did you get these condoms?”
“The same place as usual, why?” Brian said, wrapping his arms around Justin.
“Huh. OK. There is something different about them.”
Brian snatched the condom out of Justin’s hands. “What do you mean there is something different about them?”
Justin spun around inside Brian’s arms and pointed to the description on the condom. “Here, I’ve never seen this on a condom before.”
“Now striated for your pleasure.” Brian read off the package. “Well I think we should test them and see if they are.” As he pulled Justin into a deep passionate kiss. |
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| Challenge #118: St. James Academy |
[Jun. 9th, 2009|11:13 pm] |
Title: Graduation
Author's notes: I wrote this recently, however didn't get a chance to get it beta'd so mistakes are all mine. This is the first drabble I am posting, so comments and critiques are always appreciated!
And the Condom goes to... Ben
High school graduation, Daphne thought, it is finally over. She had heard many times it was the “best years of your life.” She laughed quietly to herself; my best friend is barely alive and is not here laugh at this with me. Best years--hardly.
“St. James Academy would like to ask Jennifer Taylor to come accept this diploma for her son, Justin Taylor, who was seriously injured after Prom, and is still in a coma.”
Daphne watched as Jennifer stood up, her face completely blank, and quietly walked over to the principal and shook his hand. Daphne started crying. |
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