Twitter Log 2-7-11 ( In which Trev gets overloaded and VERY friendly with his Dad's Ex partner. )
Thomas: Trev.....what the hell are you doing?
John: And who the hell are you?
Thomas: His twin brother and you are? *trademark Harkness smile*
Trevor: Thom...this is John. Dad's old...-partner-. *snug* He has a Vortex Manipulator.
John: What he said. Captain John Hart. *grins*
Thomas: *hand out* Thomas Harkness....so you're the guy dad never talks about.
John: *glares*
Thomas: *shrugs with another smile* It's true. He doesn't there is alot about our dad we don't know.
Trevor: I was just trying to get John here to spill before you showed up, brother. He says Dad was a bad guy.
John: Now I'm not sure I'm in the mood.
Thomas: What would put you in the mood?
John: Be careful what you ask.
Trevor: He's always doing that, non-answer thing. It's annoying. *no, it's so damn sexy but Trev won't say that out loud*
John: I'm surprised you didn't grow up with this, with your father.
Thomas: *Thomas leans forward just a touch his eyes blazing as blue as his fathers* Why don't you tell me what you want me to ask?
Trevor: *watches, in awe up his brother's cool factor* Uh....Ma was over protective of us.*or more accurately of him*
John: *is kind of very turned on by that* *leans forward as well* What would you be willing to give? Hmm? I think you know what I want you to ask.
Thomas: *chuckles warmly* But that isn't fun...just reading your mind. I like to work for it.
Trevor: *can not even breath right now, because of that damned telepathic link he has with is brother*
John: Oh, you are so like your father. By all means, work it...what is your name, anyway?
Thomas: *pitches his voice low and dangerous drawing on the link with his brother to strength* Thomas.....
John: *is not falling for that trick!* Thomas. Did your father teach you tricks or did you learn them yourself?
Trevor: *His head is swimming. Pheromones, telepathic links...John's amazing smile. It's too much for him* Oh...fuck me. *Shoves his brother out of the way and tackle kisses John*
John: *opens his mouth to say 'Gladly' but is tackled and kissed!* *kisses back, muffling a groan, pleasantly surprised*
Thomas: *groans softly the spell broken* Fuck Trev......
Trevor: *pulls away from John, glares at Thom* You jealous? Pissed off I -finally- get something you wanted before you did?
John: Hey, hey. You can both have me. Plenty to go around. *kisses him again*
Thomas: You are pheromone drunk little bro....*makes a grab for his brother* Besides we have things to fix remember?
Trevor: *Shoves his brother away with one hand, tugging at John's shirt with the other.* Later...I need...*pants* a break.
John: *groans, helping to remove his shirt* Eager little thing, aren't you? *breathless*
Thomas: *groans* Trev we don't have time for this shit now. *slides around to wrap his arms around John and pull hard*
John: *pouts a little* Hey, relax, Thomas. It's only sex.
Trevor: *Sex, sure. Whatever. Trevor can't even think straight right now, anything will do.* ...but... *pouts too*
Thomas: Trev is like our Mom.....pheromones make him a little nuts for it. It's not right.
John: He can make his own choices. *licks his lips*
John: And who the hell are you?
Thomas: His twin brother and you are? *trademark Harkness smile*
Trevor: Thom...this is John. Dad's old...-partner-. *snug* He has a Vortex Manipulator.
John: What he said. Captain John Hart. *grins*
Thomas: *hand out* Thomas Harkness....so you're the guy dad never talks about.
John: *glares*
Thomas: *shrugs with another smile* It's true. He doesn't there is alot about our dad we don't know.
Trevor: I was just trying to get John here to spill before you showed up, brother. He says Dad was a bad guy.
John: Now I'm not sure I'm in the mood.
Thomas: What would put you in the mood?
John: Be careful what you ask.
Trevor: He's always doing that, non-answer thing. It's annoying. *no, it's so damn sexy but Trev won't say that out loud*
John: I'm surprised you didn't grow up with this, with your father.
Thomas: *Thomas leans forward just a touch his eyes blazing as blue as his fathers* Why don't you tell me what you want me to ask?
Trevor: *watches, in awe up his brother's cool factor* Uh....Ma was over protective of us.*or more accurately of him*
John: *is kind of very turned on by that* *leans forward as well* What would you be willing to give? Hmm? I think you know what I want you to ask.
Thomas: *chuckles warmly* But that isn't fun...just reading your mind. I like to work for it.
Trevor: *can not even breath right now, because of that damned telepathic link he has with is brother*
John: Oh, you are so like your father. By all means, work it...what is your name, anyway?
Thomas: *pitches his voice low and dangerous drawing on the link with his brother to strength* Thomas.....
John: *is not falling for that trick!* Thomas. Did your father teach you tricks or did you learn them yourself?
Trevor: *His head is swimming. Pheromones, telepathic links...John's amazing smile. It's too much for him* Oh...fuck me. *Shoves his brother out of the way and tackle kisses John*
John: *opens his mouth to say 'Gladly' but is tackled and kissed!* *kisses back, muffling a groan, pleasantly surprised*
Thomas: *groans softly the spell broken* Fuck Trev......
Trevor: *pulls away from John, glares at Thom* You jealous? Pissed off I -finally- get something you wanted before you did?
John: Hey, hey. You can both have me. Plenty to go around. *kisses him again*
Thomas: You are pheromone drunk little bro....*makes a grab for his brother* Besides we have things to fix remember?
Trevor: *Shoves his brother away with one hand, tugging at John's shirt with the other.* Later...I need...*pants* a break.
John: *groans, helping to remove his shirt* Eager little thing, aren't you? *breathless*
Thomas: *groans* Trev we don't have time for this shit now. *slides around to wrap his arms around John and pull hard*
John: *pouts a little* Hey, relax, Thomas. It's only sex.
Trevor: *Sex, sure. Whatever. Trevor can't even think straight right now, anything will do.* ...but... *pouts too*
Thomas: Trev is like our Mom.....pheromones make him a little nuts for it. It's not right.
John: He can make his own choices. *licks his lips*