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We have gathered here to celebrate politics in a special way. All those beautiful puns brought to us by the election coverage and, of course, the people involved, have already sparked the imagination of most of us. This is the place to show your ideas to a (hopefully) big audience.
You want to read what David Cameron and Nick ( Read more... )
We have gathered here to celebrate politics in a special way. All those beautiful puns brought to us by the election coverage and, of course, the people involved, have already sparked the imagination of most of us. This is the place to show your ideas to a (hopefully) big audience.
You want to read what David Cameron and Nick ( Read more... )
"Electoral reform is a precondition of our having any talks whatsoever," Nick says then. What? How can he be so grammatically correct at a time like this?
Too distracted to think about answering, David just makes to pull Nick's jacket off his shoulders -- they can talk about this later, surely? But Nick's hands find his own on the lapels of the jacket, and he grasps tightly, stopping David from moving. "Electoral reform, David. I mean it."
Oh. "That's an area we'll have to discuss in detail," he manages to get out weakly, and that's the party line, isn't it? That should do for now. They can go back to kissing now, surely?
But Nick still looks serious, and his hands don't move from David's own. "I want a referendum, at the very least. I'm not joking around about this."
"Nick," David says, and it comes out almost as a whine, but something in the tone seems to connect with Nick because he shakes his head a bit and then finally loosens his grip and pulls his own jacket off, pushing David's off too and then making for David's belt.
David busies himself with unbuttoning Nick's shirt, thinking vaguely about electoral reform and compromises and referenda. But he doesn't get far along that train of thought before Nick's hands make it inside his underwear, and then he stops thinking about anything at all.
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Afterwards, they collapse onto the floor, backs against the table. Nick wipes his mouth with the back of his hand and they kiss again; it's dirty and disgusting and so, so sexy.
They break apart after a while, gasping, and David finds himself thinking, we did it again and oh fuck and I bloody love you and all manner of ridiculous post-coital thoughts which he will later try desperately to forget he ever had.
When he looks over, Nick is smiling that same smile from before, sharp and sarcastic, his lips pressed together tightly. "Now, about that referendum..."
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Don't worry about not being able to write smut, 'cos this worked awesomely!
I loved how Nick's the one in charge here, not David :D
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Exactly how imagine Cam/Clegg,flustered David with quietly confident Nick in charge :D
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I don't think this suffered from a lack of smut because you set it up so perfectly that doesn't matter whatever our imaginations fill in the blanks with. Fabulous stuff.
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This was awesome!
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OH MY GOD. *flails*
thank you thank you thank you X a million gazillion trillion billion <(i'm not even sure if that's a number but right now my head can't contemplate numbers!!!)
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THANK YOU.
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