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i'm just so white and nerdy, look at me, i'm white and nerdy
Once again, my computer is having a snit - the screen's gone black. SO, I might be sort of behind on everything, since the downstairs computer is sometimes so slow it goes backwards.
In other news, remember those lovely spider bites? Cid convinced me to try this foul-smelling black drawing salve on them to help stop the itching. It's thick and goopish and very, very likely to stain my pretty shirt in a way that looks, well...suspicious. Thus, bandaids.

OH yeah. That's sexy. \o/
In other news, remember those lovely spider bites? Cid convinced me to try this foul-smelling black drawing salve on them to help stop the itching. It's thick and goopish and very, very likely to stain my pretty shirt in a way that looks, well...suspicious. Thus, bandaids.
OH yeah. That's sexy. \o/
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Nasty spiders!!! What are spiders doing having teeth, anyway? Not one of God's most clever ideas, I think...
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We have spiders, too, although I don't know how they survive with all our "hitmen" in the house. I just ignore them, though. A 'I don't bother you, you don't bother me' kind of deal.
My laptop screen will sometimes do that, too. I just restart it or put it into hibernate and that tends to fix it. I'm not sure why it does it, unless it gets overheated or something. *shrugs*
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Yeah, the screen thing's happened to me before. My lappy has a bit of a vendetta against me - has since the beginning, for absolutely no discernable reason. I blame carrots. Because I can.
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Honey, that was one amorous spider.
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RodneyDean and spiders *nods*no subject
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"God, you screech like a little girl," John had sighed, but gotten up anyway to take a look at the supposedly monstrous spider. "I'm only doing this because I can blackmail you into sucking my dick for all eternity because of this. You know that, right?" Rodney, who'd managed to squish himself into a corner that should've been impossible to squish into, nodded shakily.
And really, John Sheppard didn't have a whole lot of kinks, but Rodney McKay naked, frightened, arms crossed over his naked chest, half hard cock curving feebly up against his belly...well, it was kinda hot as weird kinks go.
So John walked over to the mirror, took one look at the tiny spider and wondered whether he should make a big dramatic deal out of this just to tease Rodney or if he should just squish the damn thing and be done with it. (What was a spider doing on Atlantis anyway?) But then he met Rodney's eyes in the mirror, who was anxiously looking over and also maybe checking out John's naked ass a little, so John grabbed one of Rodney's discarded socks and squished the black spider. Just like that. Poor thing never knew what hit it.
For a moment there was silence and as John put the sock back on the table he silently counted to three, and sure enough, "You used my sock? You used my perfectly fine, although I admit maybe a bit dirty, sock to--to kill this low life of a thing?" It was amazing how quick Rodney's mouth rebounded from shock even when his whole body was still frozen in horror.
John sighed and turned around, ran one hand through his hair and cocked his hip slightly to lean against the table and waited for Rodney to take a breath in the middle of his little rant. It took a while, but John knew Rodney well enough that even he ran out of steam sometimes.
"So," John said, "Can we skip the part where you're all indignant about a sock, which totally had a big hole in it by the way, and get to the grateful virgin giving the hero a blowjob part?" John raised an eyebrow in question and watched with amusement as Rodney snapped his mouth shut, huffed angrily and then walked over to flop down on his knees in front of John.
"Don't think I didn't realize what you were doing with the hair just then, Sheppard," he grumbled, but the gentle way in which he took John's cock in his hand, curved his fingers around it and then sucked the tip into his mouth betrayed what he really meant. He said Thanks for saving me, with a lick to the underside of John's cock, I'm sorry I was such a pussy about this, by swallowing John's cock all the way down and We're good, right? with the slow sweep of his thumbs over John's hipbones. And John grabbed his hair and brushed a thumb over the corner of Rodney's mouth, stretched wide around his cock and it meant No problem, and It's okay, and Yes.
Then John came, quiet sounds falling from his lips. He accidentally shoved the sock off the table and when he finally came back down, Rodney lazily lapping at his dick, he decided he'd get Rodney a new pair of socks later. After he'd fucked him stupid, bent over the table. It sounded like a pretty good plan.
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