This shall be crap as I'm going to write it here and now. (No other way at the moment - damn work.) But you are She Who Must Be Obeyed after all. Mwuh!
Her tongue trailed the outer edge of his ear. She nibbled on the lobe while her fingers knotted in the curls still left. She was straddling his thigh and could feel his muscles twitch every so often even through the cotton of her panties.
She whispered in his ear the things she wanted to do with him. She painted a picture of being face down, breasts crushed to the kitchen counter as he took her from behind. Of climbing his body and filling herself with him. Of the sofa and the chair and the shower and the floor.
Oh honey, as one who has been going through my own dental hell for going on two months now, I so feel your pain. For you, I drabble. In the hope it will make you feel less bad. (And because soaked_in_stars told me to, and I do whatshesays.)
[Set during 20 Hours in LA, at the party.]
“The last time I was in LA, you fell into a pool,” Toby said, smiling softly with the memory.
CJ inched towards him, his voice a magnet, drawing her instinctively closer.
He met her eyes, “Leo looked at me that night in Manchester and said, ‘Don’t screw up.’ And, hand to God, I panicked. I thought, how can I do this? Who is going to help save me from myself? Very next morning, I was on the plane to LA. CJ, I wasn’t going to leave there without you.” He paused. “I’m not sure I know how to be...without you.”
[Set during ITSOTG...sorry about the Andy, couldn't quite leave her behind.]
Divorce didn’t change the fact that she needed to make sure he was safe, so when she heard, she had to find him.
She made her way toward the entrance of the hospital but stopped short. He was there, pressing CJ into the side of her car, kissing her like it was the only thing that would keep him from drowning. His hand held her head as their mouths tangled, and Andy could see his ring glinting in the low light.
She didn’t care if he kissed CJ. She just wished he’d take off the damn ring when he did.
I'm late....but you know my life right now (or at least the last 72 hours) but I'll sift through my head and find you something, because, well, you're you. x
Okay, under no terms can this really be a drabble becasue it's 500 words....but that's pretty short for me, as you are very well aware, oh poor beta. And I wanted to do a humourous one because it's for you...but like Season 3, I couldn't bring the funny.
It's a post-ep for Season 3, ep 13, "The Two Bartletts"
In his world, words are to be laboured over, stretched and coerced and cajoled to fit, to be shaped in physical form over time before they can be set free
Magic!
Thank you, so much Honey! Lovely, lovely lovely! :D :D
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Her tongue trailed the outer edge of his ear. She nibbled on the lobe while her fingers knotted in the curls still left. She was straddling his thigh and could feel his muscles twitch every so often even through the cotton of her panties.
She whispered in his ear the things she wanted to do with him. She painted a picture of being face down, breasts crushed to the kitchen counter as he took her from behind. Of climbing his body and filling herself with him. Of the sofa and the chair and the shower and the floor.
He smiled.
Sorry baby. I'll try and do better at some point.
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Mwuh!
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[Set during 20 Hours in LA, at the party.]
“The last time I was in LA, you fell into a pool,” Toby said, smiling softly with the memory.
CJ inched towards him, his voice a magnet, drawing her instinctively closer.
He met her eyes, “Leo looked at me that night in Manchester and said, ‘Don’t screw up.’ And, hand to God, I panicked. I thought, how can I do this? Who is going to help save me from myself? Very next morning, I was on the plane to LA. CJ, I wasn’t going to leave there without you.” He paused. “I’m not sure I know how to be...without you.”
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*pats self on back for being so demanding*
*pats soaked_in_stars for scaring ninefish*
*smooches ninefish*
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Divorce didn’t change the fact that she needed to make sure he was safe, so when she heard, she had to find him.
She made her way toward the entrance of the hospital but stopped short. He was there, pressing CJ into the side of her car, kissing her like it was the only thing that would keep him from drowning. His hand held her head as their mouths tangled, and Andy could see his ring glinting in the low light.
She didn’t care if he kissed CJ. She just wished he’d take off the damn ring when he did.
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Oh! It's fantastic! The ring - the hand on her head. THE KISS! I can see it all, Love.
(I'm so thrilled with everything that's been written for me - I wish you all could get a wider audience!)
Thank you!
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It's a post-ep for Season 3, ep 13, "The Two Bartletts"
( Communication )
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Magic!
Thank you, so much Honey! Lovely, lovely lovely! :D :D
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