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[teetheyes]

Breakfast in bed: check

Making sweet music: in progress

New tank for fish: TBD

Dinner for Harkness: delayed

You can't leave yet, asshole. What about our girls?

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[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

[following]

That's why Jack knows about your mouths.

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

I know. He told me.

[Into the kitchen, cracking his knuckles, then getting the iron out.]

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[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

And why some of building twelve knows that when I fight I tend to get really turned on.

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[Batter mix from the morning out.]

You're punishing aren't you.

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[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

...yes.

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Talk is cheap, Blue. I get the real thing.

[Mix mix mix! Domestic Cori is domestic.]

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[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

[crossing his legs]

You're the only one who does.

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

That makes me feel special, baby.

[Mix mix mix--suddenly a revelation--then a discrete look at Blue, mix mix.]

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[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

...

[what?]

What's the matter?

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Nothing.

[Pooouuuuur into the iron.]

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[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

If you say so.

[finger into the batter bowl]

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Do I make you feel cheap?

[Hand in the batter bowl, resist smacking.]

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[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

[finger in mouth]

What do you mean?

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[Hsssss iron down. Lean against the counter.]

Lee said he'd think of me whenever he feels like cheating on Tony. I'm used to that kind of rib. What about you?

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[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

No one's ever accused me of something like that...?

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Do you have to make me work for it?

You don't want me sleeping around because it makes our time together less important.

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[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

I don't want you sleeping around because I don't want anyone else near you anyway. If we weren't together, I couldn't do anything about it.

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

And what would you do if someone came and put the moves on me first?

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[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

....lets just say I wouldn't be pleased if they didn't get the hint that you're not available.

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Indulge me.

[Getting the chicken out.]

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[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

I'd worm my way between you.

If they kept coming...well, I keep a dagger in my boot.

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

.....

[Pleasant shiver.]

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[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

You like that way too much.

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

I can't help it, you do this to me.

[Easy knife handling, parring chicken into strips.]

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[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

Don't blame this on me!