'70s Show smut!!! *SQUEEE* And you blame me? I don't know what I did, but I'll be certain to do it again. Often ;D Oh, this is lovely lovely lovely. (70's Show smut! *loves*) Heh. Write some '70s Show slash (Eric/Hyde! Eric/Hyde!) and I'll be putty in your hands! (Not that I'm not nearly there already:
Hehe...I'm so glad i'm not the only one who watches this show! And it's YOUR fault because if I hadn't been pulled back to the Six Word Smut post by YOUR post, I never would have done it.
Eric/Hyde, you say? My next favorite pairing! Have I mentioned how I adore six word fic?
Oh, such a fan :D And an Eric/Hyde shipper from the beginning (afer reading shadowcast's stuff, I had no choice :p
"Screw you, Foreman!" And he does.
SQUEE! :D
Putty, I promised - and putty I am. I couldn’t think up any 6-words for Eric and Hyde, but I wrote 126 as a thank you for reminding me how hot this pairing is :D
“Come on. I can be quiet.”
Hyde laughs. “Dude. No you can’t.”
Eric giggles, proving his point. “Coooome ooon,” he repeats, as if drawing out the vowels in his request somehow makes him more persuasive.
It’s a really bad idea. But Eric’s high. And he’s horny. And he’s crawling up Hyde’s body, stretched out on Eric’s bed.
Hyde sighs, but he can’t contain his grin. “Alright, just- Let me watch the door.”
Eric giggles again and shifts so Hyde can see. Hyde slips his hand down Eric’s jeans as soon as he can reach.
Eric buries his face in the side of Hyde’s neck and makes this keening little moan.
“Man, we’re so going to get busted,” Hyde breathes against Eric’s cheek, twisting to kiss him.
*Meep!* Gawd, all that damn breathing and crawling and stretching...you just wanna kill me, don't you?
You evil woman. I've been trying NOT to slash them. I've been trying not to squee every time they're alone together since it tends to squick the hubby. I've been trying to remove the slash goggles!
But now you've got me thinking, and we all know that's bad...
Also, I need to make a Hyde icon. No man with a 'fro has the right to look that frippin' hot.
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She gasps and shudders; he follows.
:D *squeezes you* )
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Eric/Hyde, you say? My next favorite pairing! Have I mentioned how I adore six word fic?
"Screw you, Foreman!"
And he does.
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"Screw you, Foreman!"
And he does.
SQUEE! :D
Putty, I promised - and putty I am. I couldn’t think up any 6-words for Eric and Hyde, but I wrote 126 as a thank you for reminding me how hot this pairing is :D
“Come on. I can be quiet.”
Hyde laughs. “Dude. No you can’t.”
Eric giggles, proving his point. “Coooome ooon,” he repeats, as if drawing out the vowels in his request somehow makes him more persuasive.
It’s a really bad idea. But Eric’s high. And he’s horny. And he’s crawling up Hyde’s body, stretched out on Eric’s bed.
Hyde sighs, but he can’t contain his grin. “Alright, just- Let me watch the door.”
Eric giggles again and shifts so Hyde can see. Hyde slips his hand down Eric’s jeans as soon as he can reach.
Eric buries his face in the side of Hyde’s neck and makes this keening little moan.
“Man, we’re so going to get busted,” Hyde breathes against Eric’s cheek, twisting to kiss him.
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You evil woman. I've been trying NOT to slash them. I've been trying not to squee every time they're alone together since it tends to squick the hubby. I've been trying to remove the slash goggles!
But now you've got me thinking, and we all know that's bad...
Also, I need to make a Hyde icon. No man with a 'fro has the right to look that frippin' hot.
P.S. Thanks! :)
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