[Porn Thursday] Well, it's the fourth day of the week again...

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And you know what that means!

Indeed, my midterms are over, and I'm suffering from midterm!sickness (aka: I totally can't speak IRL 8D!) and also wanting to unwind and write some sugary fluffy nothings. Which, apparently, means porn!thursday tiemz

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You know exactly how to push my squee buttons don't you. *DESPAIRS* Although, geez, sorry about completely overrunning your prompt and the actual lack of porn. I'm completely dumb for doing that, but feeling like death warmed over and am congested and honking like geese (not singular, but plural) sort of... does that to you. It's horrid and amazingly bad for getting in the mood D8. < /whine >

If you want, I could try writing sick!Sterling when I'm not so sick myself?

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Sterling sneezes and sniffles unhappily as he regards the unfortunate dusty mess that is his parents' attic.

"Remind me why we're here again?"

He's not always this whiny, really, but... well, Sterling and dirt have never been friends. I suppose you could even call them mortal enemies.

"Because the attic needs to be cleaned out before the new owners of the house can move in, and your parents are getting old and you are being a good son."

Sterling sneezes again and wrinkles his nose unhappily.

"You're not very convincing, you know."

Sterling raises an eyebrow and gives me a Look, which I suppose I expected, so I sigh and runs a hand through my hair and try to ignore the heat. It's summer and the attic is dark and warm and humid and I think my shirt is sticking to my skin.

"You also get to guilt your brother about being 'The Bad Child' for the next month and a half."

Ah, and there's the quirky little 'you've convinced me' smirk that I was hunting for.

"I guess that's reason enough."

We hum and haw for a little, trying to figure out what to do first, but eventually Sterling and I get most of the boxes sorted and moved out of the attic. It's hard work carrying everything out of there (I swear, Sterling's mother must have collected lead blocks) and in the midst of the heavy labour and complaining, Sterling and I manage to lose our shirts to the heat. If I weren't so tired, I'd probably have taken advantage of that fact, but as it is, by the time we get all the boxes out, it's all I can do to collapse in a heap onto the floor.

Mmm, floor. Comfortable, cozy, shaded floor.

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Well that was one of the most hellish experiences I've yet to encounter. Never mind having to dissect rodents for zoology classes, the stench of formaldehyde has nothing on the clinging aftertaste of mildew and the feeling dust getting everywhere. In my hair, in my clothes, in my eyes and my nose and- ugh. It's absolutely horrid.

I'm brushing my pants off, trying to chase the dust bunnies away from my shins and complaining loudly (it makes me feel better and Skyler doesn't mind, anyway) and then of course Skyler has to go and completely ruin the bad mood that I'd worked up in one fell blow.

And he didn't even try to do it, the bastard.

Skyler, you see, has this god-forsaken talent for taking the most innocent actions and making them provocative enough to make a nun cry. Right now he's sprawled across the floor of my parents' attic, wiping sweat out of his eyes and flushed and panting and I'm not a saint, okay? And really, I'm glad I'm not.

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Sterling saunters over and kneels down behind Skyler, sliding his arms around his boyfriend's waist and nuzzling his neck.

"Hey! Stop that! I'm already hot and you're just making it worse, Sterling!"

Skyler managed to twist around in Sterling's grasp and swatted ineffectually at the other man, but Sterling just grins wider and purrs, "But Skyler, that's exactly the point," as he nips at his boyfriend's earlobe.

"You're hot and I'm taking advantage."

Skyler isn't even able to make a token resistance after that.

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Y'know, I forgot it was supposed to be porn and I thought you might want to spread the misery to Sterling, what with Starscream being everyone's reverse voodoo doll, BUT THIS IS AMAZINGING AWESOME AND HAWT EVEN WITHOUT PORN
MMM, HOT SWEATY MANSEX...
And you know I'm never going to tell you anything other than "squee! Write moar! Squeeee! Sterling is adorably ebil! Skylar is twice as much on both counts!!!"
...also, the idea of Starscream being the Good Son compared to anyone totally made me snort Coke out my nose.
♥!!!

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Yeah, I just couldn't do it. Everytime I write someone, I get in their mood and writing sick!Sterling while I am sick would probably cause me to die from asphyxiation. Oh congestion, how I hates it.

And of course Sterling is The Good Son. I mean, it's all relative to TC, right, and god knows- *chokes up laughing* Yeah, he's really not cut out to play that role at all. He's really good at faking it, though, if that helps.