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!

♥

Comments

Re: Business Lunch

[mikkeneko.livejournal.com]

Quatre squeezed his eyes shut with a groan, and then opened then again. Duo was so close to him -- now Duo placed a hand on his chest, moving his fingers idly over his skin. Just that, but -- “Duo, I’m about to --”

The words choked off as he lost control, and splattered all over his hand, and Duo’s chest and stomach. He shuddered and moaned, nearly falling into Duo, who grabbed at his arm to steady him while he came. Duo put a hand under his chin and tilted his face up, bringing him in for a kiss before the aftershocks had fully finished.

After a few moments Duo pulled back, eyes bright, and licked his lips again. “You made me all messy,” he said.

“Yes, well -- well, that often happens with take-out food.” Quatre began to get his breath back, and with it, some modicum of shame. He nearly fell back into his office chair, and pulled Duo down onto his lap again.

They sat there for several minutes, not speaking, just breathing and enjoying the moment. Finally Duo stirred. “Maybe I should bring lunch more often,” he said.

“Mmm. You should.” Quatre grinned. “Although, come to think of it, I haven’t had any actual food yet. You’re tasty, Duo, but not filling.”

Duo laughed, and pushed himself up on one arm to brace against the arm of the chair. He bent his legs to prop his feet against the other arm, sitting cross-legged over Quatre’s chair. “Well, I have an appetite to fill, too!” He reached over tot he desk, and ruffled around for the forgotten take-out cartons.

Quatre’s stomach rumbled, causing him to blush and Duo to laugh. He chose to ignore both. “Then -- let’s eat!”

This was definitely one of his best business lunches ever.