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there is nothing sweeter than au orchestra porn in the morning. it's string theory, by toft_froggy, and it's fast, hot, and perfectly, sweetly, amazingly right. i just got completely swept up in it.
“No, what are you - let me look at that,” says Rodney, and they’re off, poring over the score, John making pencil notes over Rodney’s and saying, “What the - is that in Polish?” at Radek’s occasional scribbles. Eventually John gets his violin out and starts humming snatches and feeling his way through phrases on the strings, shifting in and out of audibility like a bad a.m. radio, while Rodney hammers out some of the accompaniment on the piano for him and occasionally yells stuff over it like, “That’s a G sharp, are you blind?”
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“No, what are you - let me look at that,” says Rodney, and they’re off, poring over the score, John making pencil notes over Rodney’s and saying, “What the - is that in Polish?” at Radek’s occasional scribbles. Eventually John gets his violin out and starts humming snatches and feeling his way through phrases on the strings, shifting in and out of audibility like a bad a.m. radio, while Rodney hammers out some of the accompaniment on the piano for him and occasionally yells stuff over it like, “That’s a G sharp, are you blind?”
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