In the interests of staying somewhat sane...

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Help me survive this hellish Wednesday of classes that go until 9pm without internet access in the classrooms. Give me pr0n. Write something drabbly and pr0ny in my comments, or tell me a dirty joke, or a funny story. Anything. Kittens. Doesn't even have to be smutty, per se, just... not school work.

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Hey, everyone else was doing it. *grins*

... I'll beg if I have to.

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Mikke's fault.

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This was a mistake, Ed thought. Still, it seemed hard to hold onto that when Al's head was between his legs, hands braced on his thighs, and he was sucking and bobbing at just the right speed and it felt so good, his tongue writhing over the head of his cock, dipping into the slit and under the foreskin and ah, god.

"You like that, brother?" Al's eyes were half-lidded, their smoky bronze hidden. He climbed up Ed's body, seating himself comfortably in his brother's lap, and wound his hands around his neck.

"Mmm," Ed said, and tried not to look at Al's hair, ruffled by eager, pawing hands, or his mouth, slightly swollen from the kisses Ed had pressed on him as soon as he'd stepped through the door. There was still that nagging sense of something being wrong, but it was hard to decide what when his brother was so warm, so close, so invitingly naked.

"Do you want me?" Al asked, leaning forward so that his lips were barely half an inch away from Ed's own.

"Of course I want you," Ed replied, a touch of irritation in his voice. What was Al playing at? "I've always wanted you."

"I thought you might," Al said with a laugh, leaning forward and nibbling gently on Ed's lower lip. The older brother tilted his head up, giving his brother further access, and Al hungrily deepened the kiss.

It was when he tried to get an arm around Al waist, to pull him closer, to press them skin to skin, that he realised what that 'something wrong' was. "Al."

"No," Al said briefly, not even looking to see what was wrong. "I'm not untying you from that table leg for another fifteen minutes yet, brother."

Ed sighed, and nuzzled his brother's neck. "I left the lube on the desk after last night," he said. "You've got fifteen minutes. Make it quick."

"Fifteen minutes will be too much, brother," Al replied, but he was grinning as he said it.

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So, er, yeah. Blame Mikke.

*Vanishes*

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