Saskia the second!
Another birthday fic for Celebrate Saskia Weekend, work and holidaying plunnies meant I didn't have anything ready on time but Charis did us proud and here's a second fluffy fic. I'm afraid the prompt words haven't bit, this one is set at Lustful Liaisons with the staff of Pleasures visiting!
Been awhile since I've played with the Djinns, had to look up a few names, but oh the fun of the Dick puns *snicker* and Saskia, I took you up on the Wereduck challenge!!!!
CAL'S BIRTHDAY - words - 1027
Cal of the Calender and friends ;)
It was his birthday! His birth day! His birthday! Birthday day!! Cal bounced out of bed with a delighted shiver - It was his birthday! Cal loved birthdays, anyone's birthday, and today was his birthday. He added a big grinning heart to the date and a few extra stars.
Too bouncy to organise he ended up with odd socks on; a lurid green Friday sock and a neon yellow Saturday sock. Standard jeans, a shocking pink shirt with smart black braces and funky shades. He was good to go, a picture of starburst joy. He’d have to give Theo a bump to have the thesaurus updated to a picture of him by happiness. Cal symbolised joy. Birthday joy.
Lustful Liaisons was relatively quiet; there were faint whimpers from the alcoves and a vase on the high shelf was rhythmically tapping the wall. Someone was getting happy! Steve was at his desk, clicking his keyboard keys as he held a husky conversation on the phone. Explicit enough to have the phone blush and it’s cords start melting.
There was no suggestive bunting like he’d strung together for Marti’s birthday, though Cal did remember Kain questioning the professionalism of the look, before declaring his Dick far more generously proportioned and disappearing to his chambers for a quick tug. This was before little djinnlings had necessitated sound proofing. Oh Boy! Yes, yes, yes and YES.
A stale bagel was left on a plate in the kitchenette. It looked too forlorn for words, Cal did finger it’s buttery hole a little though, for the sake of his djinn pride! It was almost depressing. He’d consult Lustful Liaison’s resident therapist if Dr Fel-Gud wasn’t away on his third honeymoon, the anniversary of their second honeymoon which followed the wedding anniversary extravaganza.
Cal had gone all out for that. There’d been tiers of Pleasure’s new cupcake range with melt in the mouth fillings. Each tier held up by a trio of cute little dildos, none of which could be found the following day. Cushions had appeared on every seat due to a new dedication to comfortable workplace practises. The afternoon had hummed, when Denzil had returned from the lunch run with a big box of batteries!
Robusta brushed past Cal giving an absent hello and shoulder tap before creating a caffeinated masterpiece. He muttered about Nantre liking his morning caffeine high, before snatching a smaller mug to make a coffee for Cal.
Cal went to examine his Calendar. All the birthdays were circled and decorated. He’d played with pretty glitter, dabbled with shiny polish and streaked with neon flashes. Steve he noticed had added several extra birthday’s for himself and Kain had marked in a day of rest following his Dick’s birthday, claiming his sturdy lover would need it.
Today’s date shone. There should have been explosions. It was his birthday! His day to celebrate and party. His. Celebrate Cal day. Giving up on his colleagues Cal plotted revenge. Mixing the days of the week and changing appointments. He Didn’t care if Autumn came before Spring or if Winter now got left out! Someone should have remembered.
A nice bath would clear his mind and bring back his birthday cheer, then he’d run along to Pleasures the staff there were always friendly and he could maybe pick up some nice prezzie for himself while there.
The water almost bubbled over before Cal chased out the little djinnling hiding in soap dispenser. He gathered a fluffy de-spelled towel, a small waterproof toy and his favourite rubber ducks. The one that vibrated and the bright cheerful looking one snazzy braces of it’s own and bling. They were soon bobbing happily on the water and Cal leaned his head back on a cushion and closed his eyes.
He jumped when water started pouring out everywhere with loud splashes and a weight landed on him. He opened his eyes to see he had a lap full of grinning djinn, he’d forgotten the new starter who’d mentioned a love for rubber as he prowled the matchmaker’s office considering containers.
A very nice body looked very appealing in sprayed on rubber clothing. The rubber gleamed with the bath oils and felt naughty when stroked. Cal’s hands slipped all over it. Very interesting when plucked away from skin then left go to pop back into shape, causing lovely oohing at the stings.
Cal would have to start playing with the rubber duckies more often. That lecherous grin homing in on him, held a lot of promise.
Kain put his head around the door but swallowed whatever he’d been about to say, Dick had to come and lead him away. The mop and bucket djinn interrupted to soak up the spilt water but Cal threw a flannel at them when they started getting frisky over by the sink.
He was feeling much better as he towelled off. Cal gently dried his new favourite duck off and put it carefully back on it’s perch. It managed to look very smug.
Lustful Liaisons was in darkness. Heavy breathing and the rustling of hidden bodies made Cal think of previous Zombie elated pranks and shiver. His new friend Ducky gave him a shove into the room, hands firm on his butt.
Lights blazed on. Streamers popped excitedly, ribbons and glitter filling the air. Voices yelled and sang. All his Djinn friends were there, dressed in bizarre costumes and grinning at him. A huge tower or presents waited to be unwrapped in the centre of the room. Half the Pleasures staff were there and all held up gift bags.
Cal cleared all the calendars to show a free day, complete with many happy smilies. He rushed around hugging everyone and groping likely candidates. He tore through paper and crowed over his new toy before getting busy thanking the gift givers and smacking kisses on his nearest friends.
Ducky claimed him when some of those kisses heated up and hands started getting frisky. He waved one of the Pleasures bags and suggested they go ‘Splash about’ before dedicating himself fully, to making this a birthday for Cal to remember. No wonder rubber ducks came with horns!
^o^
Been awhile since I've played with the Djinns, had to look up a few names, but oh the fun of the Dick puns *snicker* and Saskia, I took you up on the Wereduck challenge!!!!
CAL'S BIRTHDAY - words - 1027
Cal of the Calender and friends ;)
It was his birthday! His birth day! His birthday! Birthday day!! Cal bounced out of bed with a delighted shiver - It was his birthday! Cal loved birthdays, anyone's birthday, and today was his birthday. He added a big grinning heart to the date and a few extra stars.
Too bouncy to organise he ended up with odd socks on; a lurid green Friday sock and a neon yellow Saturday sock. Standard jeans, a shocking pink shirt with smart black braces and funky shades. He was good to go, a picture of starburst joy. He’d have to give Theo a bump to have the thesaurus updated to a picture of him by happiness. Cal symbolised joy. Birthday joy.
Lustful Liaisons was relatively quiet; there were faint whimpers from the alcoves and a vase on the high shelf was rhythmically tapping the wall. Someone was getting happy! Steve was at his desk, clicking his keyboard keys as he held a husky conversation on the phone. Explicit enough to have the phone blush and it’s cords start melting.
There was no suggestive bunting like he’d strung together for Marti’s birthday, though Cal did remember Kain questioning the professionalism of the look, before declaring his Dick far more generously proportioned and disappearing to his chambers for a quick tug. This was before little djinnlings had necessitated sound proofing. Oh Boy! Yes, yes, yes and YES.
A stale bagel was left on a plate in the kitchenette. It looked too forlorn for words, Cal did finger it’s buttery hole a little though, for the sake of his djinn pride! It was almost depressing. He’d consult Lustful Liaison’s resident therapist if Dr Fel-Gud wasn’t away on his third honeymoon, the anniversary of their second honeymoon which followed the wedding anniversary extravaganza.
Cal had gone all out for that. There’d been tiers of Pleasure’s new cupcake range with melt in the mouth fillings. Each tier held up by a trio of cute little dildos, none of which could be found the following day. Cushions had appeared on every seat due to a new dedication to comfortable workplace practises. The afternoon had hummed, when Denzil had returned from the lunch run with a big box of batteries!
Robusta brushed past Cal giving an absent hello and shoulder tap before creating a caffeinated masterpiece. He muttered about Nantre liking his morning caffeine high, before snatching a smaller mug to make a coffee for Cal.
Cal went to examine his Calendar. All the birthdays were circled and decorated. He’d played with pretty glitter, dabbled with shiny polish and streaked with neon flashes. Steve he noticed had added several extra birthday’s for himself and Kain had marked in a day of rest following his Dick’s birthday, claiming his sturdy lover would need it.
Today’s date shone. There should have been explosions. It was his birthday! His day to celebrate and party. His. Celebrate Cal day. Giving up on his colleagues Cal plotted revenge. Mixing the days of the week and changing appointments. He Didn’t care if Autumn came before Spring or if Winter now got left out! Someone should have remembered.
A nice bath would clear his mind and bring back his birthday cheer, then he’d run along to Pleasures the staff there were always friendly and he could maybe pick up some nice prezzie for himself while there.
The water almost bubbled over before Cal chased out the little djinnling hiding in soap dispenser. He gathered a fluffy de-spelled towel, a small waterproof toy and his favourite rubber ducks. The one that vibrated and the bright cheerful looking one snazzy braces of it’s own and bling. They were soon bobbing happily on the water and Cal leaned his head back on a cushion and closed his eyes.
He jumped when water started pouring out everywhere with loud splashes and a weight landed on him. He opened his eyes to see he had a lap full of grinning djinn, he’d forgotten the new starter who’d mentioned a love for rubber as he prowled the matchmaker’s office considering containers.
A very nice body looked very appealing in sprayed on rubber clothing. The rubber gleamed with the bath oils and felt naughty when stroked. Cal’s hands slipped all over it. Very interesting when plucked away from skin then left go to pop back into shape, causing lovely oohing at the stings.
Cal would have to start playing with the rubber duckies more often. That lecherous grin homing in on him, held a lot of promise.
Kain put his head around the door but swallowed whatever he’d been about to say, Dick had to come and lead him away. The mop and bucket djinn interrupted to soak up the spilt water but Cal threw a flannel at them when they started getting frisky over by the sink.
He was feeling much better as he towelled off. Cal gently dried his new favourite duck off and put it carefully back on it’s perch. It managed to look very smug.
Lustful Liaisons was in darkness. Heavy breathing and the rustling of hidden bodies made Cal think of previous Zombie elated pranks and shiver. His new friend Ducky gave him a shove into the room, hands firm on his butt.
Lights blazed on. Streamers popped excitedly, ribbons and glitter filling the air. Voices yelled and sang. All his Djinn friends were there, dressed in bizarre costumes and grinning at him. A huge tower or presents waited to be unwrapped in the centre of the room. Half the Pleasures staff were there and all held up gift bags.
Cal cleared all the calendars to show a free day, complete with many happy smilies. He rushed around hugging everyone and groping likely candidates. He tore through paper and crowed over his new toy before getting busy thanking the gift givers and smacking kisses on his nearest friends.
Ducky claimed him when some of those kisses heated up and hands started getting frisky. He waved one of the Pleasures bags and suggested they go ‘Splash about’ before dedicating himself fully, to making this a birthday for Cal to remember. No wonder rubber ducks came with horns!
^o^