Ith (ithildyn) wrote,

LiveJournal auto-post ON CRACK!

Wanted to see what I would get if I tried the auto-post thingie. Dang! Talk about strange.

I wrote this for the 'Grand Opening' challenge. Pure crack!fic :)

This is my brain on tea.

Bored Now

“Damnit!” Methos groused, rubbing the back his head. “Why couldn’t you just shoot me through the heart?”

“It was more dramatic,” Jack Bauer replied.

“Oh yes, that’s you, Mr. Drama!” He muttered something foul in Mandarin.

“Not in this lifetime,” Bauer replied dryly. Holding out a hand, he helped Methos to his feet. “Damnit, Adams, stop bitching. It worked, thousands were saved, and you’ve got a story for Immortal poker night.”

“I don’t know why I let you talk me into these things.”

Bauer snorted. “Because you’re bored.”

“Yes, well, I think I’m over that now, thank you very much. Don’t forget our secret passion.” Emily put her arm around Addison’s shoulder.

“Come on you two! No need to fight what you feel. Indeed, it is quite impossible," he said, supremely confident as he ran his hands down across her breasts, her ribs, coming to rest on the pulse that beat frantically at its base. His arms encircled her, one hand moving to tilt her head and move away the heavy mantle of her hair. And then he asked a little stiffly.

“No. No, of course not! The all knowing Methos couldn’t possibly be wrong!” Venom dripped from every word, centuries of hate soaking every syllable.

“Come, Triona, calm yourself. We are all family here. We can forgive mistakes, can we not?” The last held a note of panic, "You have to realize, Gwen, that to vampires like LaCroix, and the killer, human life means nothing. You are merely a fleeting diversion and meal." LaCroix glared at Nick, knowing that he was trying to do. The look she gave him antibiotics and vitamins and said he's around ten but in very good shape considering. Mum says he's starved for affection too. They're keeping him in the back to keep him from fighting Stephen Keane, or drugging Triona so she would sleep, it was all over he would take her. After making sure she had learned the painful consequences of displeasing him first.

What his other self must have done to her in the intervening hours constricted his heart like a vice. If Methos had believed in fate, in karma, he would have had to have faith that one existed. Was that Gwen or Brigh, she wondered? Both, she realized suddenly. Maybe they weren't so different after all.

Pondering that realization, she started getting ready for bed. Even though she had slept most of the night, she was still alive, he wouldn’t kill her. Now knowing some of the best weapon smiths I've come across in a very long time. The metal they use has a red tint to it." He handed it to her, dropping a kiss on the top of her head tucked under his chin.

A little more awake now, his hand gently stroked her side, over her hip, across her leg, then back again, before slipping down to caress her breast. Still mostly asleep, she reached back, skimming her fingertips across his thigh; the feeling like a cocktail stirred with a reebar swizzle stick, I’m just dandy!” she snapped, instantly feeling remorse for her harshness. “I’m sorry—“

He shushed her. “Shhh, it’s okay.” His hand slipped down to her wrist, feeling her pulse.”

“Isn’t that a little pointless, considering?” she asked with a quirk of her brow.

“Not at all actually,” he replied with a smirk, "I like to think so." Leaning over, he kissed her forehead, her cheek, and finally her lips, his other arm encircling her waist in a strong grip, as if he could change one thing about himself, it would be cool :)

And I need Magnum icons....

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