it's up to your knees out there

[themeletor]

so wow, everyone on my friendslist (that I've read) today wasn't lying; these update boxes actually are different. I'm a little bit boggled, and I don't like change. but ok! I can deal!

anyhow, here's the thing. this afternoon, __dtrain mentioned a certain fondness for (and desire to see): Don, Joel, and handcuffs.

this evening, I needed a break from studying.
and phurie_dae was available to get spammed at.

in conclusion, yay, speedporn!



[takes place in the naked doppelganger (^TM phurie_dae) place.]



"Sex should be wild … unfettered … like snatching life from the jaws of death."

Don's handcuffs rattled against Joel's headboard. Joel twitched and watched Don prowling around the room. He was searching for something. He visually scoured every surface, then grabbed his pants and turned the pockets inside out. Then he did the same with Joel's and with both their coats. Then he did it again. Smoke may or may not have been coming off his bare skin, and the fresh bandage around his thigh contrasted with warm, pale gold.

"Hey, fed?"

"What?" Don growled, definitely steeping the word 'frustration' in double entendre. Joel looked up at his cuffed wrists, shook them, then looked back at Don.

"You stuck the key under the pillow."

"Thanks, doc." Don grabbed the key and unlocked the handcuffs even as he pounced. "Now roll over."


[p.p.s. sorry honey, no table, just a bed; maybe next time ;-)]

Comments

[meletor-et-al.livejournal.com]

heee. 's true! (only at like, 4 in the morning, though, 'cos otherwise people wake up and go, "um?")

[jaredsexual.livejournal.com]

*g*

um. I'd respond but uh, I think you want your journal clean. Well. Not that it is clean, but you know what I mean. ;)