Goodbye LJ...

[windandwater]

This is just to make it official for those who don't know, but I'm leaving LJ completely. For the rest of this week at least. Tomorrow is the Bar Exam and it runs for three days, so don't expect to see me about at all until Thursday night. Or even until the weekend since I plan on spending Thursday after the Bar drunk and crying. No online time for me at all. *whines* It will be hard, but I know I can do it.

So, because I'm a total h0r like that, I am declaring this to be a spam post. Go ahead. Run wild! Give me fics, give me links, give me pics, just babble to your heart's content and rape my inbox so I have something to see when I finally DO come back to the wonderful world of LJ. I don't even care if you write me a drabble and post it one word at a time. XD;

Though, I've tried to make a spam post before and it failed a bit miserably, so I don't have very high expectations this time around. Feel free to prove me wrong though!

♥

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A low, sultry laugh was my response. "Would you prefer the floor?" Duo teased. "Because I'm sure that could be arranged." I could feel his heat over me now, an electric energy sparking between us that was making my skin crawl with need. The heavy, aching fullness in my groin was driving the breath from my lungs.
"Less talk, more fuck," I growled breathlessly, and didn't need to see my lover's face to imagine the obscene grin that spread over his face at that. I could hear in his voice that grin that I had seen many times before, and would no doubt see many times again.
"Sounds like a plan," he murmured throatily, and lowered his body that final inch. I arched up into the touch, uncaring of the moans that dripped past my lips; every hormone in my body was screaming "Yes! We have achieved contact!" and who was I to deny them?
We squirmed around on the bed for some time, but I didn't have nearly enough leverage for a good wrestling match. I also couldn't stop Duo when he broke away from our clinch, leaving me straining futilely into thin air, as he burrowed down towards my feet. With a groan, I slumped back down onto the covers, panting at an embarrassingly fast pace. Goddamn, but I was about to come and we had hardly started yet! A positively wicked chuckle sounded from down near my feet, and my breath suddenly seized in my lungs with anticipation.
Strong, supple hands parted my knees, and suddenly there was a feverish mouth attacking the tender flesh of my inner thigh. I jumped. "Du~ooo!" I groaned, tossing my head back and forth on the blankets.
Something I had learned fairly early on in our relationship: Duo Maxwell was a biter. He never quite drew blood, but the pleasure-pain inspired by his strong, sharp teeth never failed to set my blood on fire. Still, there were times when I feared that Duo and his teeth might separate me from parts of my body that I would just as soon remain intact, thank you.
"Duo!" I panted again, trying in vain to pull my abused flesh away from his mouth. "St... stop... unnnngh... stop gnawing on me!"
"Stop?"
Duo sounded more than a little affronted, and a hint of trepidation stirred in me at the tone. But I ignored it. "Dammit, Duo, I'm not a chew toy!" I growled, still squirming slightly. I could feel the tingling line of welts marching up my leg, from the tendon at the back of my knee up my thigh and ending right below...