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Size Matters (Weiss Kreuz, Schuldich/Yohji, PG-13)
Title: Size Matters
Author: misura
Rating: PG-13 for implied impending doom
Warnings: none, really
Prompt: Weiss Kreuz, Schuldig/Yohji, fuck or die, "At least you're pretty."
Summary: Misery loves company.
A/N: A shortie.
On occasion, Schuldig really wondered what was wrong with the Japanese in general, and guys who worked in flowershops in particular.
“Look, Kudoh - I've explained this to you at least half a dozen times now. We've both breathed in the gas. That means that in half an hour from now, either we're having sex, or we're very busy not getting any breath and dying. Is this really such a hard concept for you to wrap your tiny, tiny mind around?”
Apparently, it was. “I don't want to have sex with you.”
“If your dick's as tiny as your brains, I'm not particularly eager either.”
Kudoh actually looked offended. It just figured, Schuldig thought in disgust. Insult the man's intelligence and he didn't even react; imply his equipment was under-sized and …
“Fine. Let's do this.”
At least, Schuldig reflected, the guy was easy on the eyes.
Author: misura
Rating: PG-13 for implied impending doom
Warnings: none, really
Prompt: Weiss Kreuz, Schuldig/Yohji, fuck or die, "At least you're pretty."
Summary: Misery loves company.
A/N: A shortie.
On occasion, Schuldig really wondered what was wrong with the Japanese in general, and guys who worked in flowershops in particular.
“Look, Kudoh - I've explained this to you at least half a dozen times now. We've both breathed in the gas. That means that in half an hour from now, either we're having sex, or we're very busy not getting any breath and dying. Is this really such a hard concept for you to wrap your tiny, tiny mind around?”
Apparently, it was. “I don't want to have sex with you.”
“If your dick's as tiny as your brains, I'm not particularly eager either.”
Kudoh actually looked offended. It just figured, Schuldig thought in disgust. Insult the man's intelligence and he didn't even react; imply his equipment was under-sized and …
“Fine. Let's do this.”
At least, Schuldig reflected, the guy was easy on the eyes.