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Nov 28, 2007 17:03

Pickles had spread out a blanket and had grabbed a couple bottles of booze, including the expensive-as-hell one. He'd also gathered driftwood and built a fairly impressive little fire between them and the water. It was really just to keep himself busy, since as much as he said it didn't bother him, and as much as he'd been playing it cool ( Read more... )

miniver, pickles, oom

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cheevy November 29 2007, 03:29:48 UTC

"For you," he grins, "to tell me what you'd like me to do to you before I get tired of waiting and start improvising."

dingdongdoodily November 29 2007, 03:34:28 UTC

"You mean I gotta think? Dear gad, dude, you got the wrong rock star fer that." He snickered, before nibbling a line up Miniver's jaw, whispering in his ear a moment later.

What comes from his lips to Miniver's ear was so lewd, audacious and brazen, that the narration feels it rather polite to refrain from printing it.

But believe the narration when it says that he went on like this for several minutes, all the while moving his hand up and down Miniver's spine.

cheevy November 29 2007, 03:53:01 UTC

Miniver's grin gets wider as Pickles speaks, and by the end he's fumbling at their clothing to remove it.

What he does to Pickles takes significantly longer to do than to describe, but it is every bit as kinky as the previous narration implied. If there were any happenstantial witnesses, they're likely to have been initially baffled, leading to shocked, and depending on their preferences and comfort levels, they might have thanked the gods that be for their fortune, or run screaming.

But it serves as an aid in forgetting what came before.

dingdongdoodily November 29 2007, 05:19:31 UTC

Pickles was thoroughly satisfied after that, knowing that he was going to have to use the peroxide and bactine that he'd brought along specifically for cuts and scratches, though, he hadn't thought to use it in this way.

And with a short rinse off in the ocean (yay for saltwater in the wounds!) Pickles felt rejuvenated and ready to be on their way to Sonoma and the Napa valley.

He tugged on his clothes, wary of the sand in them. "You ready fer a good long weekend?" He asked. He'd practically almost forgotten what had happened now that his mind was reset.

cheevy November 29 2007, 05:34:38 UTC

Miniver is managing somehow to be both hyper and lazy at the same time. Languidly energized. He actually sort of hopes they've got a longish ride ahead ( ... )