Well. I'm home from America. Which means my inner clock and I are having a little disagreement. It's ten in the morning. My brain is informing me that it should be the middle of the night instead.
Need to stay awake through the day, though, or I'll be fucked at work tomorrow.
Give me a scene from a fic that I wrote, and I'll meta?(also
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He paused for a moment, staring into space. “So she takes me to her room, tells me to do her hard, and I hit her. Don’t know why. Just hit her, can’t think of what else to do with that order, except it wasn’t an order, of course, she can’t give me any orders, not like this. She gets scared, but tells me to do it again, like she was being brave or something and like she thought this was, I don’t know, the celebrity kink thing of the season. So I fuck her, bent over her desk, and I just leave her there, after. His use of the word "order ( ... )
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I'm glad you had a good trip, BTW. I hope the jet lag doesn't kill you dead.
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It's one of the most beautiful things I've ever readOh wow, thank you ( ... )
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