but oh those summer nights

[ephemera.livejournal.com]

May I ask for any combination of Chris, Lance and/or Joey with summer nights and ice cubes, please?

RL has stress and I could use the lift. Please and thank you.

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[clumsygyrl.livejournal.com]

Something wet and cold was on his chest.

Lance blinked up, wincing a bit at the too strong Mississippi sun. Even as the sun dipped behind the clouds, heading for the end of the day, it was still fierce. Even with the dark sunglasses, that were far from in style, but so much better suited for the Southern weather-- no matter what J.Lo wore, he blinked around the spots dancing across his retinas. He sighed and rolled his head to the left glaring at Chris. "Fuck off."

Chris tsks softly and spit another jagged jewel bright ice cube onto Lance's chest. "Such language. What would your momma say?"

Lance kept up the glare, knowing that Chris knew it was there. "She'd pat me on the hand and gaze in wonder at how I hadn't killed you yet today."

"Please don't. I really don't want to have to explain how there was a naked Keebler elf on our lawn." Joey said rolling over and looking at Lance and Chris over the top of his sunglasses.

Chris huffed in indignation. "I don't bake cookies, bitch."

"Actually I believe that the bitch was you last night, Christopher." Lance drawled flicking the ice bits off his chest onto the yellow green wilting mass that they sometimes called grass.

Joey laughed burying his face against Lance's shoulder. The skin was hot to the touch, smelling strongly of sunscreen and expensive cologne.

"Oh how loudly we protest Mr. Oh God Yes ChrisChrisChris," Chris said smirking at Lance. His face was starting to shadow, the sun creeping quickly behind the line of trees.

"Again, I say fuck off." Lance said pushing his sunglasses up on top of his head.

"He'd rather fuck you." Joey murmured biting Lance's shoulder playfully.

Lance snorted as Chris nodded eagerly.

"Yes, please may I have some more." Chris wiggled his eyebrows at Lance and leered. He straddled Lance's hips, in a movement that was part grace part speed and all Chris.

Joey grinned and pinched Lance's thigh when he went lax against Chris. "You're so fuckin' easy, man."

"Bite me." Lance growled.

"Okay." Joey bent and bit Lance's neck, far from playful.

Lance groaned and arched, nails digging into his palms. "Fuck!"

"Okay." Chris said winking at Joey. "And I did have other plans for where I wanted that ice to go, baby."

Lance groaned again.

"Easy." Joey murmured and licked at Lance's neck, soothing the red marks.

"Fuck. Off." Lance gritted through his teeth.

"Plan to." Both Joey and Chris said.




el fin

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sorry. i'm trying to remember how to write. heh.

[ephemera.livejournal.com]

man that was speedy! - Thank you! And Mmmmmmmm for the mental images you conjour - nationsl Pick On Lance day, and me think he's not really complaining. [icecubes and biting - double yummy] Thank you!

[clumsygyrl.livejournal.com]

hehe you're very welcome. i'm trying to get back into this thing that's called writing. i used to do it. heh.

[turps33.livejournal.com]

Man, Fi. This was gorgeous, I loved it a lot.

If this is you getting back into writing I'd hate to see you at full speed!

[clumsygyrl.livejournal.com]

aww thank you honey.

i'm trying to get back into the swing of things.