AU #666: A TINGE OF DOUBT CROSSES MY MIND

[halfcocked]

[sprawled on Hakuren's bed with his laptop, dicking around on Google again; without preamble, begins to read in an attempt at a silky voice:]


I dream'd this mortal part of mine
Was Metamorphoz'd to a Vine;
Which crawling one and every way
Enthralled my dainty Lucia.
Me thought, her long small legs & thighs
I with my Tendrils did surprize;
Her Belly, Buttocks, and her Waste
By my soft Nerv'lits were--


--her what? This one sucks! Lemme find a better one. Her waste!?

Comments

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

What do you mean, exaggerate--I didn't write this! I wouldn't write something that retarded!

[a-holy-oak.livejournal.com]

The way you're saying it -- what's wth that tone of voice?

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

What tone of voice? I wasn't using a tone of voice, was I?

[a-holy-oak.livejournal.com]

You were completely exaggerating. It was pretty obvious.

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

Well it doesn't work unless you sound sexy, I was just making my voice sound, you know . . .

[clicking onto another site]

[a-holy-oak.livejournal.com]

... I see.

[it sounds totally different, though]

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

It uh, it didn't work, it didn't turn you on?

"Friar Philip's Geese," what kind of pervert writes a sex poem about geese??

[a-holy-oak.livejournal.com]

Why would it do that? Especially not in that ridiculous tone of voice ...

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

It just seemed like the sort of thing you'd get off on, you nerd! "Devit, you're so romantic and intellectual and shit, take off my pants . . . "

[opens another poem and clears his throat, DROPPING THE SEXY VOICE]


Their Sex Life

One failure on
Top of another

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

. . . I thought these were supposed to be sexy!

[a-holy-oak.livejournal.com]

...

[and yet, somehow, it seems fitting ...]

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

Don't even think it, asshole.

[shuts the laptop and gets up, walking over to him] Huh, well, I guess there's always the old-fashioned way! ♫

[a-holy-oak.livejournal.com]

[crosses his arms and looks up] The old-fashioned way, hmm?

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

[drapes loosely over Hakuren's shoulders] That a challenge? That looks like a challenge!

[a-holy-oak.livejournal.com]

... god knows you'd probably like that better ...

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

[nuzzles into Hakuren's hair a little] I like whatever you give me, baby~

[a-holy-oak.livejournal.com]

Willing to take what you can get, hmm?

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

Uh--

[ . . . ]

[a-holy-oak.livejournal.com]

You like having to work for it.

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

You figured that out, huh? But I'm not saying I'd complain if you came on to me either!

[a-holy-oak.livejournal.com]

Maybe I think you should work for it.

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

[moving around in front of Hakuren and leaning down into his face, bracing his hands on the chair]

Maybe you like it when I work for it, is that it?

[a-holy-oak.livejournal.com]

[tilting his head to look up]

And what if I said I do?

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

[leaning in, pressing his lips to the corner of Hakuren's mouth and speaking against it]

I like it when you're a bastard.

[a-holy-oak.livejournal.com]

[unfolds his arms and settles his hands on Devit's hips]

You and your strange preferences.