Comments | serialkarma: This is how we do bondage in the O.C., bitch!

serialkarma

This is how we do bondage in the O.C., bitch!

Nov 21, 2003 00:41

Okay, this story was supposed to be done...a while ago. And I had this whole set of notes to go with it that on further reflection, particularly reflection on the fact that it's late, I just got home, and I'm tired, are not important.

What is important is that this story is hackthis' birthday present. Z, I know you've already seen a good portion of this ( Read more... )

fic: oc

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serialkarma November 21 2003, 06:32:03 UTC

Thank you for A, making me feel lousy about my own lack-of-sex life and B, ensuring that I will never be able to speak to you again without wanting to crawl under my desk and die. *g*

*cracks up*

sweetie, I didn't say it happened to me! I don't do shit like this, I just date it.*g*

I'm glad I made your evening better.

lyra_sena November 20 2003, 22:41:06 UTC

I love it! Funny and *hot*! You have a great Seth voice.

Guh. Awesome job, babe.

serialkarma November 21 2003, 06:32:52 UTC

Thanks, sweetie, I'm thrilled you liked it.

imaginarytiff November 20 2003, 22:52:23 UTC

Guhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... Loved this!! Thanks for posting!

serialkarma November 21 2003, 06:33:21 UTC

I'm glad you liked it, thanks for commenting!

stphjay November 20 2003, 23:05:14 UTC

a big "oh yeahhh" for managing to write hot slash and keep both boys in character. : )

and this sequence made me laugh my ass off.
He looked over at Ryan's nightstand, which was on the other side of Ryan's bed, and thus about halfway across the room. Stretching as far as he could, he pulled the handcuffed wrist all the way to the very edge of the bar and leaned over Ryan's bed. He could get far enough to put a knee on the very edge, and *almost* touched the edge of the nightstand with his free hand. He pulled a little farther, stretching his right arm until it felt like it might pop out of the socket. Just as his fingers touched the knife his bed came unstuck from the decades worth of grime that had apparently glued it to the floor and it heaved toward him, thrusting him forward with a jerk. Seth lunged forward uncontrollably, his hand smacked the knife, and the knife, a small bowl of change, and Ryan's alarm clock went flying off the nightstand, across the floor, and right into the door, which was opening right that second to let ( ... )

serialkarma November 21 2003, 06:34:34 UTC

Oh, I'm so glad that made you laugh! I was cracking up so hard while writing it I couldn't hold on to the pen.

kaijawest November 20 2003, 23:08:47 UTC

I really enjoyed that. Hot.

serialkarma November 21 2003, 06:35:07 UTC

I'm glad you liked it, thanks for commenting!