(no subject)

[teetheyes]

Downtime's never a great indicator.

Constantine, Yuuko, hell maybe even you Foster, got time to spare?

Private to the Bluebird//Action

It's a little late for breakfast.

Comments

//door open//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[Kissed. Thick headed.]

What?

//door open//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

Nothing.

[kisses him again, hands going to Cori's sides]

//door open//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[Slight lean back to look at his face, hands on Blue's shoulders.]

What were you thinking?

//door open//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

Nothing.

[kisses, hands under Cori's shirt]

//door open//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Are you lying?

[Pursing his lips for a kiss. Mm, warm hands.]

//door open//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

[fingers to his nipples]

I don't like to lie.

//door open//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[Leaning into his touch.]

Nice way to avoid the question...

//door open//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

What do you want me to say?

[hands stop moving]

//door open//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

"Thinking about you with another man always gets me hot and bothered, Cori. Let's do it for dessert."

//door open//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

You're just hoping that one day I'll say, 'Thinking about you with another man gets me hot and bothered, Cori. Can we bring one to bed with us?'

//door open//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

I'm entertaining the idea but not particularly pushing for it.

[Squeeze.]

//door open//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

I don't think you'd have sex with John.

[tweak, tweak]

//door open//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[Ack! Tweaked, purr.]

No, not particularly.

//door open//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

You...

[kiss]

Sure?

//door open//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[Kiss! Leaning against Blue.]

It's against... my better judgment.

//door open//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

[straddles Cori's hips]

I knew you weren't that stupid.

[kiss!]

//door open//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

I think I've smartened up ever since I got you.

[Light bounce of his lap.]

//door open//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

I'm a balm against stupid.

[tweaks]

//door open//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Or you're just--really strict.

[Hiss for the tweak.]

//door open//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

[stops again]

...do you really think so?

//door open//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

What? No...

[Rub to Blue's thighs.]

//door open//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

Okay.

[kiss, twist to the b-flat!]

//door open//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[Moan into his mouth for the twist.]

Nothing's wrong with you, baby.

//door open//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

Nothing?

[kiss, then kiss his face, up to his eye]

I'm in love with your eyes - that's okay?

[kiss against the corner]

//door open//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Nothing.

[Shades off for the eye kisses.]

That's okay.