♥ Y'all,
svmadelyn wins the internets. Forreals. She runs
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She's
at it again. This time it's a Valentine's Day anon-love gamesetmatch something. Basically, pick up to 14 people on LJ, say something nice about them in an email, and send it to
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They're standing across the flight deck from each other breathing fire, Aeryn's just drawing breath to let loose at him, and Chiana shambles by, flops her head at both of them, then looks from him to Aeryn and back again. "You oughtta get a room, old man."
"Excellent idea. Care to help me drag her into a--"
Aeryn's on him before he can even finish the sentence, throwing him up against the ribbing. Her mouth closes over his so fast he can't even muster a protest at being man- er, woman? handled. Wouldn't anyway, because Aeryn wound tight like this is Aeryn hot as... hot as...
Yeah. She's dragging him, literally, down the corridor to her room and John? isn't protesting one. little. bit.
Several hours later, he murmurs against Aeryn's kiss bruised mouth, "Aeryn?"
"Mmmm," she mumbles sleepily.
"I think one of my ribs is broken."
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Perfect!
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Great last line.
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I miss John and Aeryn.
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I do miss them, yes. *sighs*
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