Not quite so last minute as last week! I present to you my Many Tongues Challenge response. Plot and title shamelessly stolen from the A-Team episode. A plot that was, in fact, shamelessly stolen from the Starsky and Hutch episode "Shootout." If Stephen J. Cannell can do it, then so can I (a conjecture that is sure to take me far in life
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Ray grinned at him in a most irritating manner. "No one does, baby. I'm like the wind."
Heh.
"I - we were arguing -"
"Yeah. I distracted you."
"By your insistence on rooting for a team that does nothing but lose, yes…"
"Shut up about the Hawks, we're not talking about the Hawks right now."
Fraser swallowed. "What are we talking about?"
Bickering, yay!
Impossible. The man was impossible. And Fraser felt that same uncurling in his stomach as before, this great, vast, wholly illogical world expanding before him - and he went with it.
Yay!
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(Yes. I'm just that easy. Glasses in Ray's vicinity are enough to turn me on).
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Fraser lifted his head and peered over at his deranged partner. "Ray. I don’t understand you."
Ray grinned at him in a most irritating manner. "No one does, baby. I'm like the wind."
Because it's early in the morning, it took me a while to figure out what you were doing. (BTW, Hannibal says "Nice job, kid.")
This was fabulous, as usual. I love your turn of phrase in this:
Fraser swallowed, and licked his bottom lip, and leaned forward hesitantly, and kissed Ray. And kissed him. And kissed him. Because what this felt like was hunger. That uncurling in his stomach a few moments ago, when he'd admitted wanting this, was nothing, nothing compared to actually doing this. Ray tasted - sweet and hot and necessary.
All this AND hot sex comin' up? Oh, man, I am all over that! *g*
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And yes - hot sex coming up - soon. *g*
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