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marginalia) wrote2005-06-06 01:12 pm
marginalia) wrote2005-06-06 01:12 pm
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ficlet: i hate your lipstick - remus/sirius marauderrhombus-verse, 175 words
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choucroute & dorrie6 on this one music meme. the rules are changing faster than i can follow, so here's my spin on it. i'll post six of my favourite songs right now. with yousendit links. and bonus drabbles/ficlets. for which reason i am not tagging anyone because really, who wants to write for their own song selections? sad, sad people like me, that's who. and i'm only going to post one at a time, mostly because i'm afraid this yousenditlink will expire before i finish writing the other five.
i hate your lipstick - veal
When Sirius finally makes it back to the hotel, Peter is watching infomercials in Spanish and James and Remus are drinking and cheating their way through round after round of double solitaire. Sirius is wearing some girl's lipstick and his eyeliner is smeared, and Remus thinks for a moment what it would be like to stand so abruptly he knocks his chair over, to shove Sirius up against the wall, to kiss him rough with teeth and tongue, one hand snarled in his hair, thumbing the eyeliner and glitter and soft skin. Remus would knee Sirius's legs apart with the other hand down his trousers and it would be tight and hot and Sirius would be so hard. They'd forget the other guys were even in the room, because who the fuck cares and it's not like they didn't see it coming.
But Sirius is wearing some girl's lipstick. He'll taste of her and the paint and not of heat and truth. Remus shifts in his seat and tells Sirius to shut the fucking door.
choucroute & dorrie6 on this one music meme. the rules are changing faster than i can follow, so here's my spin on it. i'll post six of my favourite songs right now. with yousendit links. and bonus drabbles/ficlets. for which reason i am not tagging anyone because really, who wants to write for their own song selections? sad, sad people like me, that's who. and i'm only going to post one at a time, mostly because i'm afraid this yousenditlink will expire before i finish writing the other five.i hate your lipstick - veal
When Sirius finally makes it back to the hotel, Peter is watching infomercials in Spanish and James and Remus are drinking and cheating their way through round after round of double solitaire. Sirius is wearing some girl's lipstick and his eyeliner is smeared, and Remus thinks for a moment what it would be like to stand so abruptly he knocks his chair over, to shove Sirius up against the wall, to kiss him rough with teeth and tongue, one hand snarled in his hair, thumbing the eyeliner and glitter and soft skin. Remus would knee Sirius's legs apart with the other hand down his trousers and it would be tight and hot and Sirius would be so hard. They'd forget the other guys were even in the room, because who the fuck cares and it's not like they didn't see it coming.
But Sirius is wearing some girl's lipstick. He'll taste of her and the paint and not of heat and truth. Remus shifts in his seat and tells Sirius to shut the fucking door.