HT100 Challenge #176: 8 Hard Years, #09: Workout
Title: The Smell of Victory
Author: levitatethis
Challenge #09: Workout
Challenge #176: 8 Hard Years
Rated: PG13
Word Count: 100
Characters: Schillinger, Keller, Beecher
Warning: Nothing
A/N: The seventh of eight drabbles written for the April challenge.
Guttural grunts (nicely timed by the bait), a few drawn out groans (mostly from the fucking yuppie lawyer, no surprise) and the smell of pseudo sex filled the air.
Vern smirked from the hidden corner in the gym as Keller worked his perfected magic on Beecher (Bitcher, “beech-ball”, fucking thorn in his side). The old prag teaching the new one what the way of the world was (a lesson never to be forgotten).
And Beecher, following planted breadcrumbs for any semblance of friendship or companionship (and love, what a fucking joke) was swallowing it whole.
Vern practically licked his lips.
Author: levitatethis
Challenge #09: Workout
Challenge #176: 8 Hard Years
Rated: PG13
Word Count: 100
Characters: Schillinger, Keller, Beecher
Warning: Nothing
A/N: The seventh of eight drabbles written for the April challenge.
Guttural grunts (nicely timed by the bait), a few drawn out groans (mostly from the fucking yuppie lawyer, no surprise) and the smell of pseudo sex filled the air.
Vern smirked from the hidden corner in the gym as Keller worked his perfected magic on Beecher (Bitcher, “beech-ball”, fucking thorn in his side). The old prag teaching the new one what the way of the world was (a lesson never to be forgotten).
And Beecher, following planted breadcrumbs for any semblance of friendship or companionship (and love, what a fucking joke) was swallowing it whole.
Vern practically licked his lips.