June 22nd, 2009 at 04:21am
Rhys sits on his couch, stiffly, frowning at thin air, because he’s going to need something a bit stronger than tea.
- Yes, bring on the booze! ...Uh, sorry.
Rhys keeps frowning, because this is seriously fucked up and Joe isn’t real; he’s a drawing!
- Keep telling yourself that, Rhys... You’ll be having sex with him by morning.
Joe shoves Rhys’ shoulder, smiles crookedly at him, and says “You should blow me.”
- Me: What the fuck!? Joe wants some... Way to be blunt.
Rhys isn’t sure how long, he says, “We should shag.”
- Aha! I knew it! -points to some comment above-
He looks to his side, where Joseph is laying, all spread eagle and making next to no noise, and fuck, because what the fuck is he going to tell his friends?
- “You’d never expect your artwork to be such a good f_ck.”
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I really liked this. Rhys must have drawn with an evil pencil. (: Uh. PS - I want your prompt table. Hand it over. ~innocent~
If only that would happen to ME one of these days.
Only I wouldn't bother with niceties like tea. LOL.