Tempo's Very Special Week - Tuesday
Title: Tempo's Very Special Week
Rating: PG
Pairing: Tempo/?
Tuesday
Perry nodded to the beat, drumming his fingertips on the arm of his chair. "'S pretty good."
Tempo grinned. "Thanks. Do you think I need to change anything?"
Perry shook his head, leaning closer to his computer. "Nah, just let me tweak something..."
Tempo scooted his chair closer and watched him work. It took a while, but the sound was much better in Perry's version, and the slight differences he'd added to the chorus made the song ever better. "Thanks, it sounds great."
"No prob." Perry suddenly looked at him... strangely. "Wanna go have a drink?"
Tempo blinked. "Um. Okay."
***
He'd downed eight or nine shots, and now he was lying on Perry's couch with the older man straddling him and no clear recollection of how he'd gotten there. Perry's stubble and big hands made it more difficult than it had been with Ji Yong to close his eyes and pretend to be with a girl, but with all the alcohol in his system it didn't seem to matter quite as much, anyway. So he just stared at the ceiling dazedly, shivering as Perry's mouth moved in a really nice way over his neck.
Oh. He was saying something. In English. English was easy, and Tempo was a rapper. He could handle it.
"... Buh?"
Perry raised his head, one corner of his mouth quirking up. "I said, you ever done this before?"
"... Gah?"
Perry chuckled and shook his head before going back to doing wonderful things to his neck. Tempo sighed contentedly and reached up to pet his hair.
*crosses Tempo off "People I Haven't Slashed With Perry Yet" list*
Rating: PG
Pairing: Tempo/?
Tuesday
Perry nodded to the beat, drumming his fingertips on the arm of his chair. "'S pretty good."
Tempo grinned. "Thanks. Do you think I need to change anything?"
Perry shook his head, leaning closer to his computer. "Nah, just let me tweak something..."
Tempo scooted his chair closer and watched him work. It took a while, but the sound was much better in Perry's version, and the slight differences he'd added to the chorus made the song ever better. "Thanks, it sounds great."
"No prob." Perry suddenly looked at him... strangely. "Wanna go have a drink?"
Tempo blinked. "Um. Okay."
***
He'd downed eight or nine shots, and now he was lying on Perry's couch with the older man straddling him and no clear recollection of how he'd gotten there. Perry's stubble and big hands made it more difficult than it had been with Ji Yong to close his eyes and pretend to be with a girl, but with all the alcohol in his system it didn't seem to matter quite as much, anyway. So he just stared at the ceiling dazedly, shivering as Perry's mouth moved in a really nice way over his neck.
Oh. He was saying something. In English. English was easy, and Tempo was a rapper. He could handle it.
"... Buh?"
Perry raised his head, one corner of his mouth quirking up. "I said, you ever done this before?"
"... Gah?"
Perry chuckled and shook his head before going back to doing wonderful things to his neck. Tempo sighed contentedly and reached up to pet his hair.
*crosses Tempo off "People I Haven't Slashed With Perry Yet" list*