| Challenge #206: Planes, trains, buses, cars |
[Aug. 16th, 2011|08:40 pm] |
Title: The Beginning Of Something New
Author: Techgirl
Beta: ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) later2nite You're amazing!
Timeline: 513
Condom: Plot
Brian's POV
He is leaving.
The drive to the airport is silent; we've said everything that needed to be said. My hand finds his and I hold it tightly.
He goes to check in his bags and winks at me over his shoulder, making my heart skip a beat.
The words he whispered to me last night echo in my head. "Sometimes things have to fall apart to make us realize what we truly want."
My fingers trace the edges of the ticket I bought for next Friday. I know he's not sure if I'll use it.
Wild horses couldn't stop me. |
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| Challenge #206: Planes, trains, buses, cars |
[Aug. 9th, 2011|05:57 pm] |
Title: The Face Of God
Author: Techgirl
Beta: later2nite Thank you so much!
Timeline: 104
Condom: Porn
Daphne's POV
We're driving around town in search of a guy who, apparently, has the face of God.
I can't believe Justin found the love of his life the first night he went out looking for it!
The feelings Justin has for him are frightening; they are almost too much to bear. He looks excited and nervous, but most of all, very much in love.
I put a hand on his leg, trying to calm him. He gives me an appreciating look and a wide smile.
Whoever this Brian is, I hope he understands that he'll never find anyone better than Justin. |
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| Challenge #197: Weddings and Funerals |
[Apr. 29th, 2011|07:24 am] |
Author: Techgirl
Title: Not Alone Tonight
Beta: Thanks to the amazing later2nite
Condom: Funeral
"How was your dad's funeral?" Justin ran his hand through Brian's hair, looking for a way to comfort him without being too obvious.
Brian turned away from him. "It's really none of your business."
"I’m sorry, I shouldn't have asked."
Brian murmured, "Sorry is bullshit," and Justin hid a smile. Even in mourning, Brian kept to his beliefs.
"I'll leave you alone tonight." Justin got up and walked out of the bedroom. He almost reached the loft door before Brian caught up with him.
"Would you mind staying?" Brian whispered, surrendering the act. His eyes were ablaze with humbling need. |
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| Challenge #196: FOOD |
[Apr. 12th, 2011|07:05 pm] |
Author:Techgirl
Title: My Other Child
A/N: Many, many years ago
Condom: Ice cream
Debbie's POV
Once again he shows up on our doorstep late at night. I see the bruises on his face and quietly curse the man who put them there.
I offer him something to eat, his shrug doesn't fool me and I set the table for one. How a mother can let her child leave home without having dinner is beyond me.
He eats without looking up from his plate, clearly not interested in talking to me. I start toward the living room but stops when long, lean arms encircle me from behind, and a "thank you" is whispered in my ear. |
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| Challenge #194: Hair |
[Mar. 31st, 2011|07:04 pm] |
Author: Techgirl
Title: Be Careful
Beta: later2nite
Condom: Justin's hair
I have no idea how to talk Justin out of spending more time with the fucking Pink Posse. I am all for him trying to make a difference, but this is not the way to do it.
He leans close and his shaved head is tickling my face. His hair does look good, and I can't seem to stop touching it.
I can't wait for him to blow me. It will be hot: Justin's mouth, but not his hair. But that is not why I keep running my hands over his head.
I am desperately trying to calm him down. |
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| Challenge #192: Overworked |
[Mar. 8th, 2011|01:53 pm] |
Title: Hard at work
Author: Techgirl
Beta: later2nite
Condom to: Working...not
Brian's POV
"How the hell can Theodore be overworked? Wasn't he fired a week ago?" I find it hilarious; he can't even jerk off without being caught.
"Well, he's been working hard, on himself…" Emmett's voice trails off.
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His place looks worse than the loft after a fuck party. Porn, poppers, and fucking tissues everywhere. And Ted, sitting in the middle of this mess.
I'm not helping him get cleaned up. Why be in the shower with a guy you would never fuck?
He needs a job. I believe I know of a beige and boring one. It will fit him perfectly. |
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| Challenge #187: New York |
[Jan. 29th, 2011|05:24 pm] |
Title: I'm Not Enough
Author: Techgirl
A/N: Betaed by later2nite, thanks for the s!
Condom: Mel
Michael's POV
We share a smoke while Emmett changes the tire. I see Brian's eyes glitter with lust and I know instinctively that it has nothing to do with the kiss he just gave me.
The kid is everything I'm not. He is ballsy, adventurous, and does whatever it takes to get laid. Of course, it's a fucking turn on for Brian.
We are almost to New York and Ted wants to know what we are supposed to do when we find him.
Brian smiles slyly as he quickly adjusts himself, and I can tell that he can't wait to punish Justin. |
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| challenge #186: ball(s) |
[Jan. 23rd, 2011|04:42 pm] |
Title: I Will Fix You
Author: Techgirl
A/N: Thanks to later2nite for the beta.
Timeline: 201
Condom: Gus
"It's not getting worse, but it's not getting any better either. It still trembles and he gets a cramp several times a day. Brian, you know that he can't draw, but did you know that he can't even write?" Daphne whispers to me.
"I don't know what you want me…"
She interrupts me. "He doesn't want his mom to help out with the exercises, and apparently, I don't know shit about what he is going through."
"He told you that?"
She nods and tears are running down her cheeks.
"Daphne, give me the ball."
I turn around. "Hey, Justin! Catch." |
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| Challenge #184: Sick!fic |
[Jan. 7th, 2011|07:35 pm] |
Title: Broken or bruised
Author: Techgirl
A/N: Thank you later2nite for the beta!
Condom: Chicken soup
"It's not broken!"
"It's fucking blue!"
"It's just a bruise."
"Fix it, Justin!"
"Want me to blow at it?"
"Stay away from it!"
"Ice pack?"
"Let's freeze it to death, shall we?" Death glares are flying from Brian's eyes.
"Brian! It was you who wanted me to ride you harder than I've ever done before. I'm sorry that your cock couldn't take it. It'll be fine in a couple of days."
"I use it like ten times a day," Brian mutters.
"Let's use mine for the next few days."
"The things you do to get to my ass, Sunshine." |
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| Challenge #178: Wrinkle |
[Oct. 18th, 2010|07:27 pm] |
Title: Crushed diamonds
Author: Techgirl
Beta: later2nite
Time frame: S1
Condom: Orange lights
Daphne walked out of Brian's bathroom, rubbing her arms. "I really like your lotion, Brian. It kind of glows."
"Fuck!" Brian yelled, running towards the bathroom. "Don't tell me you used my anti-wrinkle face cream with crushed diamonds. It's expensive as hell."
"I know. My grandmother uses the same one," Daphne said innocently.
Brian shot her a death glare. "Justin!" he shouted, in a way that meant, 'Get the hell out now, if you ever want to get fucked again!'
Reacting immediately, Justin quickly moved Daphne out of the loft.
Brian finally let himself smile. He so liked that girl. |
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| Challenge #173: Caught in the Act |
[Sep. 4th, 2010|06:22 pm] |
Author: Techgirl
Title: Not safe anymore
Condom to: Brian's arms
"Mel!"
Brian froze mid-thrust.
"What did I do?"
He looked down at Justin who was covering his face.
"Justin, talk to me, what the fuck did I do?!"
"What?"
"Where does it hurt? Can I move?"
"Oh fuck! Brian calm down. Mel is standing behind you."
Brian turned to her. "What the fuck do you want?"
"I came by to pick up Gus but I guess Linds beat me to it."
"Yeah, now get the fuck out."
Brian laid down next to Justin who started to giggle.
"Stop laughing Justin! I'm not fucking you again til you change your safeword." |
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| Challenge # 169: the gang |
[Jul. 24th, 2010|02:47 pm] |
Title: The New Member Of The Gang
A/N: My first drabble, please be nice if I deserve it
And the condom goes to: Futon sex
Emmett calls me sweetie and strokes my hair every chance he gets.
Ted doesn't talk to me much but seems really friendly.
Mel and Lindsay treats me like a child and an adult at the same time.
Michael glares at me everytime I look in his direction.
I can't help but smile.
"Wanna share?" Daphne asks me.
"I think I found something I didn't know I was looking for."
Tall, hard body presses against my back, strong hands on my hips steering me towards the dancefloor and into the glittery rain.
Warm lips whispering to me, "Dance with me, Sunshine." |
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