|Peace out, bitches. (drsnarkfest) wrote in utr_logs,|
@ 2008-02-06 21:51:00
|Entry tags:||greg house, raymond wood|
Who: House and Ray, and their new child
What: Christening a car.
Warnings: Definately NSFW. Mentions of crossdressing. The usual.
Using the clock as a metronome, Greg sat impatiently on the couch, strumming away at his guitar and waiting for Ray to get back from dropping the girls off, so they could have their night out. It barely took him the time to get through one solo, to have to stop and adjust a strap here and there, tugging at his clothes with a small huff. He looked presentable enough, at first glance. It was what was under the first glance, that was bothering him.
"'Better appreciate this..." He crossed his ankles on the coffee table, clacking the red stilleto heels together, the only sign that something was really off. The things you do for love.