Goodbye LJ...
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windandwaterThis 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!
♥
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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Re: Business Lunch
Date: 2006-02-21 07:58 am (UTC)Duo blinked at Quatre, then a crestfallen expression crossed his face. “Oh -- sorry...” he said, reaching for the cartons again. “I guess I can just... take these with me...”
“Wait!” Quatre blurted, stretching out his hand towards Duo. “Don’t you dare!”
Duo blinked at him, and Quatre added, “That’s my lunch! Don’t take it away.”
Looking away, Duo mumbled, “But it’s just sandwiches...” He glanced up at Quatre, from under his bangs. “Not what you were looking forward to, huh?”
“Bring them over here.” Quatre beckoned imperiously.
Duo snorted. “Hey, I ain’t one of your employees, you know.”
He came anyway, though. As soon as he was within arm’s reach of the chair, Quatre reached out and snagged his sleeve, and yanked him into his lap.
“Gah!” Duo tumbled heavily onto Quatre’s lap, driving the wind out of both of them; Quatre held on stubbornly, all the same. Straightening up a bit, Duo turned a glare on Quatre. “You treat all delivery boys this way?”
Quatre smirked. “Only the especially handsome ones.”
Despite himself, Duo was flattered. “Huh, and what are the odds of that?” he said flippantly.
“It’s one of my perks,” Quatre confided. He brought his mouth close to Duo’s ear. “There are advantages to having cute young boys bringing things right to my office...”
Duo snorted.
“...right to my desk,” he finished. He nibbled on a conveniently close shoulder.
Duo gasped, and smacked the side of Quatre’s head, pulling away. “Hey, watch it!” he warned. “We’re in public, you know.”
“No we’re not,” Quatre protested, reluctantly abandoning the shoulder. “After all, we’re in my private office...”
He reached up and tangled his fingers in the hair behind the nape of Duo’s neck, pulling him down for a kiss. Duo’s protests were muffled against his own lips, and the other boy quickly began kissing back, his own hands coming up to tangle in Quatre’s hair.
His excitement, dormant all morning, flared up quickly, and Quatre found himself