Love in the Time of Cat Food
Title: Love in the Time of Cat Food
Author: lordessrenegade
Pairing: Hugh/Callum - RPS
Rating: NC-17
Length: 1504 words
Why I'm reccing this fic: Yup, I'm reccing a fic that was written just for me! lordessrenegade wrote this for me for midsummer2006. After she requested to NOT write RPS, she ignored all my other prompts and took this one. (I'm such a bad influence on people.) Anyway, this starts out just hilarious and then gets really, really hot.
Hugh jerks out of his grasp, puts out a hand as if to hold him off, but it just ends up resting against Callum's chest uncertainly. "Not here," he says, turning his head to look at nothing, and Callum's eyes sweep across the skin of his throat as he swallows. "Not now."
Callum leans in to taste the skin, quickly, barely touching him, and Hugh's breath catches. "Here," Callum says, feeling the way Hugh's fingers are trembling with adrenaline, unspent energy. "Now," and those fingers are tangling themselves in his shirt, pulling him in.
Love in the Time of Cat Food
Title: Shallow Waters
Author: mrsronweasley
Pairing: Danny Dexter (ReGenesis)/Johnny Johannson (My Life as a Dog)
Rating: NC-17
Length: medium
Why I'm reccing this fic: Hockey players. Sex in a pool. It's hot.
“You gotta learn to have fun in this hockey life. The kind of fun that has nothing to do with hockey.”
“What- uh, how do you mean?” If Danny hadn’t been looking so closely, he might have even missed Johnny clutching at the ladder harder, but he had been looking, and he hadn’t missed it.
“Well, I mean- hockey is your thing, yeah, but you’ve gotta have outside interests, you know? A life.” He watched the kid’s eyebrows draw together. “Hobbies.” Johnny just stared at him, like he was trying to figure something out. But it wasn’t quite the innocent stare of the ignorant that Danny found himself on receiving end of, and the halogen lights reflected in the water’s surfaced bounced around Johnny’s neck and chin as the water trembled between them.
“Yeah,” Danny said quietly, drawing closer, too. “You know - recreation. Something that you might enjoy that isn’t…a lot of pressure.” He moved even closer, letting his gaze roam over the chiseled chest and shoulders. “Just-“ He stretched his hand out until it was flush with Johnny’s over the ladder. “- some fun.”
Shallow Waters
Author: lordessrenegade
Pairing: Hugh/Callum - RPS
Rating: NC-17
Length: 1504 words
Why I'm reccing this fic: Yup, I'm reccing a fic that was written just for me! lordessrenegade wrote this for me for midsummer2006. After she requested to NOT write RPS, she ignored all my other prompts and took this one. (I'm such a bad influence on people.) Anyway, this starts out just hilarious and then gets really, really hot.
Hugh jerks out of his grasp, puts out a hand as if to hold him off, but it just ends up resting against Callum's chest uncertainly. "Not here," he says, turning his head to look at nothing, and Callum's eyes sweep across the skin of his throat as he swallows. "Not now."
Callum leans in to taste the skin, quickly, barely touching him, and Hugh's breath catches. "Here," Callum says, feeling the way Hugh's fingers are trembling with adrenaline, unspent energy. "Now," and those fingers are tangling themselves in his shirt, pulling him in.
Love in the Time of Cat Food
Title: Shallow Waters
Author: mrsronweasley
Pairing: Danny Dexter (ReGenesis)/Johnny Johannson (My Life as a Dog)
Rating: NC-17
Length: medium
Why I'm reccing this fic: Hockey players. Sex in a pool. It's hot.
“You gotta learn to have fun in this hockey life. The kind of fun that has nothing to do with hockey.”
“What- uh, how do you mean?” If Danny hadn’t been looking so closely, he might have even missed Johnny clutching at the ladder harder, but he had been looking, and he hadn’t missed it.
“Well, I mean- hockey is your thing, yeah, but you’ve gotta have outside interests, you know? A life.” He watched the kid’s eyebrows draw together. “Hobbies.” Johnny just stared at him, like he was trying to figure something out. But it wasn’t quite the innocent stare of the ignorant that Danny found himself on receiving end of, and the halogen lights reflected in the water’s surfaced bounced around Johnny’s neck and chin as the water trembled between them.
“Yeah,” Danny said quietly, drawing closer, too. “You know - recreation. Something that you might enjoy that isn’t…a lot of pressure.” He moved even closer, letting his gaze roam over the chiseled chest and shoulders. “Just-“ He stretched his hand out until it was flush with Johnny’s over the ladder. “- some fun.”
Shallow Waters