drabbles
FINALLY! I've done it. Hee. So anyway, here are the requested drabbles.
“Have you tried it on top of your washing machine?”
“That huge… thing that does our laundry?”
“Yes.”
“So…?”
“It vibrates when it’s working, doesn’t it?”
“Ah…. Do you like cheese?”
“Why?”
“It’s better than chocolate.”
A grin suddenly broke out.
“I don’t like that grin of yours, Hermione.”
Chuckling, “You’d like this, Ginny. You know how you’ve been complaining about his… taste? Feed him some cinnamon, cardamom, peppermint and lemon.”
Ginny grinned. “Your love for knowledge really is beneficial…”
Laughter erupted at that and the two men downstairs stared at each other in confusion before returning to their game.
Suggestions ganked from 69 sex tricks. ;)
“Ouch! Watch where you’re dabbing that cotton, kitsune,” Sano grumbled as he kept his hand clenched around the armrest to prevent from flinging his arm.
The kitsune glared at Sano before purposely continuing her assault on his wounds eliciting colorful phrases and pained exclamations. “If you watched who you were messing up with,” jab, “you,” prod, “wouldn’t be,” poke, “in this situation!”
“Ow! Megumi!”
“Serves you right for ruining our anniversary,” the doctor huffed, turning away from him to put away her kit.
He sighed. “Sorry.”
A glint came to Megumi’s eyes. “Now, be a good boy and follow me…”
“Have you tried it on top of your washing machine?”
“That huge… thing that does our laundry?”
“Yes.”
“So…?”
“It vibrates when it’s working, doesn’t it?”
“Ah…. Do you like cheese?”
“Why?”
“It’s better than chocolate.”
A grin suddenly broke out.
“I don’t like that grin of yours, Hermione.”
Chuckling, “You’d like this, Ginny. You know how you’ve been complaining about his… taste? Feed him some cinnamon, cardamom, peppermint and lemon.”
Ginny grinned. “Your love for knowledge really is beneficial…”
Laughter erupted at that and the two men downstairs stared at each other in confusion before returning to their game.
Suggestions ganked from 69 sex tricks. ;)
“Ouch! Watch where you’re dabbing that cotton, kitsune,” Sano grumbled as he kept his hand clenched around the armrest to prevent from flinging his arm.
The kitsune glared at Sano before purposely continuing her assault on his wounds eliciting colorful phrases and pained exclamations. “If you watched who you were messing up with,” jab, “you,” prod, “wouldn’t be,” poke, “in this situation!”
“Ow! Megumi!”
“Serves you right for ruining our anniversary,” the doctor huffed, turning away from him to put away her kit.
He sighed. “Sorry.”
A glint came to Megumi’s eyes. “Now, be a good boy and follow me…”