five minute fanfic theatre

[mylittleredgirl]

comment!fic for miera_c exceeded the character limit, as per usual. I am at work and have five-minute sanity breaks sometimes, so feel free to challenge or write X-minute ficlets yourself to amuse ME, because it is all about ME the masses. W00t.

Comments

[peanutbutterer]

It was probably kinda sick that one of his favorite expressions on her was exasperation.

Hee. *loves*

This really took five minutes? Dayum. The jealousy is encroaching on the love omg.

[mylittleredgirl]

Yeah, okay, probably not. I was thinking of actual typing time, for I am at work and keep getting interrupted by, liek, my real actual job. I tend to have a really poor sense of time while in the warp bubble of my jobosphere.

[peanutbutterer]

Work totally gets in the way of the more important things in life.

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“But, John -” he cuts her off with a kiss. After an embarrassingly long moment she musters just enough strength to (halfheartedly) pull away. “John,” she tries again, this time with a hand on his chest. “We need to go.”

He responds with a whimper that she will never admit she finds endearing, even under duress. (He already knows that she’s a sucker for his pout and he certainly doesn’t need any more ammunition.)

“We have a meeting,” she reminds him with as much authority as she can intone given her current state of undress.

“Just five more minutes,” he pleads, inching forward as her hand slides down his chest and alights on his hip. Damn mutinous limbs.

“Work -” she starts and stops as his palm finds her bare thigh thorough the thick tangle of sheets.

“Can wait,” he finishes for her, nuzzling his nose in the soft patch of skin where her jaw meets her neck.

What the hell, she thinks. Rodney will be late anyway.

[miera_c]

*squeak*

(He can do 5 minutes? ;)

[kathgrr]

Isn't that a *BAD* thing???

[miera_c]

depends on what he's doing. ;)

[momm2five]

Dagn! I'm new here -- but this is great.

I'd SO take 5 minutes with John . . .