I've been writing the same fanfic for five years and every time I sit down to write I somehow end up reading, watching movies or playing computer games instead. Believe me, I understand distraction. :D
If only it was that kind of distraction most of the time! It would make it easier to be more disciplined! I'm afraid a lot of it is RL 'distractions', which are harder to ignore! However, we hope some of those pressures will ease off eventually and we'll get back to this.
Thanks for the vote of confidence! It really helps to know we're doing okay here. ;-)
I do apologise for not commenting at least on your lovely prompt! I'm afraid we're very slack these days! I have some thoughts floating around about what to do with your prompt though, and hope to have something together as soon as I can! ;-)
Fly Me to the Moon - Greg/Nick/Karl, Greg not middle, & telling the others what to do, (785 words) 2haldoorMay 27 2010, 18:51:49 UTC
The noise of the door opening and Boone's amused laugh made Greg open his eyes, and he frowned as he quickly rolled away to grab at his robe.
"Let me guess," Boone drawled, smirking from where he leaned in the doorway. "You were imagining your policeman had his hand where yours just was… or no! Maybe his mouth? Oh yeah, I bet that's it! Does he do that yet?"
Boone's tinkling laugh echoed around the room as Greg covered himself and tried not to look too guilty. He certainly wasn't about to admit the truth of his fantasy to Boone; not only wouldn't he be allowed to forget it, but he'd be mercilessly teased every time Karl and Nick were at Freeman's at the same time, not to mention actively encouraged to try to make it happen for real.
Perhaps-just perhaps-Nick might one day use his mouth on Greg's cock. As for the rest of the fantasy, there was about as much chance of that happening as there was of someone flying to the moon!
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You’re driving me mad
Got to get back to you, babe
You’re the best I ever had'Magnolia' J.J. Cale ( ... )
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Yeah. That. :)
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You guys are great! Keep up the good work!
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Thanks for the vote of confidence! It really helps to know we're doing okay here. ;-)
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Bonus points for Greg telling the other two what to do
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Let me play among the stars
Let me see what spring is like
On Jupiter and MarsFly Me to the Moon- Diana Krall ( ... )
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"Let me guess," Boone drawled, smirking from where he leaned in the doorway. "You were imagining your policeman had his hand where yours just was… or no! Maybe his mouth? Oh yeah, I bet that's it! Does he do that yet?"
Boone's tinkling laugh echoed around the room as Greg covered himself and tried not to look too guilty. He certainly wasn't about to admit the truth of his fantasy to Boone; not only wouldn't he be allowed to forget it, but he'd be mercilessly teased every time Karl and Nick were at Freeman's at the same time, not to mention actively encouraged to try to make it happen for real.
Perhaps-just perhaps-Nick might one day use his mouth on Greg's cock. As for the rest of the fantasy, there was about as much chance of that happening as there was of someone flying to the moon!
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