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Oh bloody hell, I hate Tuesdays with a passion. They never seem to end.

So I'll treat myself to my favourite lunch and write a drabble, courtesy of the Random Pairing Generator (of Doom).

Rating: Pg-13
Pairing: Surprise!
Word Count: 100
Warnings: Beware, here lies the crack.
A/N: This fic is made entirely of texts.
Title: Sexting


What are you doing?

You know I’m working.

Can I distract you?

You can try. ;)

What are you wearing?

My white coat.

Nothing else?

If you came here you’d know ;)

I’m tempted.

I’ll see when I can catch a coffee break.

Or you could come home and I’ll show you a good time :P

? Home? Now?

Wait…

We can have ‘lunch’ at your place if you want. Is the raptor suit still at the dry cleaner?

WTF, ANDERSON DID I JUST SEXT YOU BY MISTAKE?! – SH

OH MY EYES! MY EYES!



So… is lunch good?

NO!

Date: 16/11/2010 18:05 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fengirl88.livejournal.com
*laughing out loud*

oh random pairing generator what have you done????

eep. sexting Anderson by mistake... very bad idea.

Date: 16/11/2010 18:53 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] crocodile-eat-u.livejournal.com
NOOOOOOOOOOO RANDOM PAIRING GENERATOR OF DOOM!!!

What an evil, evil thing. Ridiculously kinky but EVIL!

XD

(hehehehe raptor suits!)

Date: 16/11/2010 22:01 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] 2ndskin.livejournal.com
ha! My eyes! My eyes! is right!!!!
so good! so funny!!!

warning: even if you and croc write it, I ain't reading Lestrade and Moriarty in wedded bliss. it would cause my brain to bleed.

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