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Three very small fics written in a prompt-filling frenzy the other night.



Mini Fics from the Kinkmeme

There was just something about De that made him, frankly, better than other men. Wiser, kinder, sweeter. More loyal, and more sincere. In his less sentimental moments, Bill wished he could be more like DeForest. At other times - when De had driven his co-stars home for the third night in a row; when De had asked him over for Sunday dinner as a standing invitation after Gloria left him - he accepted as a simple truth the fact that he wished De could have been his brother, father, uncle, lover. He wished that De could always have been there for him, as he was now.

The thing about De that most amazed him, if he was honest, was something that only became clear to him when they all knew each other well enough for home visits in the evenings, and weekends spent outside in the sun together. The way De looked at Carolyn - that smile that crinkled his eyes - gripped something deep inside of Bill and twisted it, every time. He had failed at this. Leonard was steadily floundering. And yet, to De, it was all so easy, loving this woman he had married, making her happy. Letting her make him happy, as naturally as breathing.

People would call him pathetic, if they knew. It was dumb to admire a man for being married, as much as he admired De. But the look in his eyes, the tone of his voice when she was near - these were real things, good things, more than acting or money or business successes. This was love, man, and De won at that, and wasn't that the most important thing in the world?

God, thought Bill appreciatively, as Carolyn handed him a drink, but they were amazing.

2.


"You know what Spock would say about this," Zach laughed, leaning back into the circle of Leonard's arm. Leonard smiled, and threaded his fingers through Zach's.

"I'd be interested to hear your opinion," he said, mildly.

Zach half-twisted around on the couch to look at him, grin halfway to a laugh on his face. "Well, forgive me for being obvious, but surely we'd get a resounding 'most illogical!' - wouldn't you say?"

For a moment, Leonard was silent, considering. "Well. From your Spock, probably. From my Spock - latest, that is - maybe not. I mean, there are purposes at work, here, aren't there? It's freezing in here: now we're warmer. I'm proud of you: I want you to know it. And so on." Leonard's face crinkled into a most unSpocklike grin. "Quite logical, in fact."

Zach didn't know what to say to that without embarrassing himself horribly, so he only rearranged himself with his back to Leonard's front, and squeezed his hand back. When he felt he could trust himself to speak again - God, he would never get over having Leonard Nimoy say he was proud of him - he said, "I think I like bjillion-year-old Spock better."

"So do I, Zach," said Leonard, in a voice rich with amusement. "So do I."

3.

"Fuck."

Leonard's mind feels, somehow, strangely void, every little impression drifting across it magnified: Bill's fingers, scrabbling for purchase on the hood of the Buick; his breathy little whimpers, poorly repressed; the sound of rain drumming on metal. The feel of it, cold on the nape of his neck. He murmurs Bill's name and curls his fingers around Bill's hipbone, anchoring him there, holding them together.

"Shit," says Bill, in a voice that's breaking, as Leonard pushes into him. "Oh God, Leonard. That's it. That's it, baby. You're so fucking good at this, you - Len - "

Bill talks. Leonard found it a little weird, the first time, it was so unexpected; but really, after a year of this, he can't remember why it ever struck him as strange. It is, after all, such a typically Bill thing to do. And he'd be lying if he said he didn't like it: Bill flush against the hood of his monstrous car, submissive - his hair drenched dark with rainwater and his skin salt-clean under Leonard's mouth - his hips moving reflexively - and always, this undercurrent of God and fuck and you're so fucking good.

He'd be lying if he said it didn't turn him on.

It isn't dark yet, not quite, not quite; but the rain is so heavy he can barely see, and they're working by touch and sound and feel. Leonard licks a mark into the back of Bill's neck; slides a hand down the front of his body and takes him in hand, and Bill bucks sharply, arching his neck - "Oh, hell - oh, fuck - "

And Leonard's panting, he can hear it in his ears as if from a long way off, and the rain is cool and clean and smells of pine. "You gonna come?" he breathes, voice sex-roughened against the curve of Bill's ear. "Come on, baby. Come for me."

The strangled sound Bill makes as his body clenches wipes everything else from Leonard's mind.

**

Date: 2009-07-17 11:38 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] igrab.livejournal.com
"I think I like bjillion-year-old Spock better."

aaaaaaaaawwwwwww. I saw the first one on the meme this morning, think I commented...... anyway LAUVE.

And the last one, hotsauce. Mmm.

Date: 2009-07-17 11:50 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] obstinatrix.livejournal.com
:D :D :D Yaaaaaaaaaaaaay, I did indeed just see your comment. Thank you. *dances*

Date: 2009-07-17 11:47 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] masterofalltime.livejournal.com
God, he would never get over having Leonard Nimoy say he was proud of him
Nor should he!
I just realized that I must be seriously in love - it hardly matters anymore who's doing the loving as long as Leonard is on the receiving end of it ... Still, Shatnoy winz every time, what with the Buick and all :D

Date: 2009-07-17 11:52 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] obstinatrix.livejournal.com
:D It occurred to me that they actually had not yet had sex on the Buick as such. This had to be rectified.

The Zach-and-Leonard fic is supposed to be all platonic cuddles, which is what the prompt requested, and as such is cute, but does not compare to Buicksex. Of which we obviously need more.

:D

But yes, anything with Leonard is fine by me.

Date: 2009-07-18 05:43 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] masterofalltime.livejournal.com
See, that's what I mean: smoking hot or heartwarmingly cute, I just feel that Leonard deserves all the love that's coming his way. He's just that amazing! *__*
Serious infatuation is serious! :D

Date: 2009-07-18 12:42 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sabotenda.livejournal.com
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! *ded* You never fail to kill us with your awsome fics!

"I think I like bjillion-year-old Spock better."
:D:D:D:D:D AWWW! I love bjillion-year-old Spock too.

Bill wished he could be more like DeForest.
Who doesn't? >:D

Date: 2009-07-18 12:44 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] obstinatrix.livejournal.com
I certainly wish I could be more like DeForest!

Thank you. :D

Date: 2009-07-18 04:20 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kirk-slave.livejournal.com
Buicksex wins a bjillion points of love, so do Zack and Leonard. And we all want to be like De.

Thanks for these, they are all beautiful.

Date: 2009-07-18 09:28 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] obstinatrix.livejournal.com
no problem. Glad you liked!

Date: 2009-07-18 04:40 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] igrab.livejournal.com
And then Chris woke up, twined in sweat-soaked sheets and gasping for breath. He fell back against the pillow, slammed his hands to his forehead, fuck. This was getting ridiculous. Maybe he needed some rules for himself, like 'Don't watch William Shatner interviews before falling asleep'. Especially ones with Nimoy in them as well.

Or maybe I just need to get a life, he thought, rolling over and checking the clock beside his bed. 5:13am. Just great.

Suddenly, his phone made a quiet communicator noise - and who's idea was that, anyway - and his brow furrowed. Who'd be texting him at this hour?

...Well, really, who else.

Sweet dreams, princess? Zach's text read. Chris grinned, and was quick to respond.

Sweet's one word for it.

Did you watch that interview?

Yeah. He was waking up now, stumbling to the bathroom and scrubbing his face in the sink.

Beep beep beep. The rain made it better, right?

Wait, what? Chris stared at the phone, and suddenly knew he'd been played. He smiled widely.

Oh, you bet it did.

Date: 2009-07-18 09:37 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] obstinatrix.livejournal.com
OMFG!

Whatttttttt omg, this is so much unexpected win, BLENDFIC YAY!

Date: 2009-07-18 09:42 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] igrab.livejournal.com
I couldn't resist! It sort of begged to be written, you know, once you said it wasn't in Chris's fantasy, well. Whoops.

Date: 2009-07-18 06:23 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] screamlet.livejournal.com
I'm dead.

Date: 2009-07-18 06:24 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] screamlet.livejournal.com
THE FUCKING BUICK AAAAAAAAH

Date: 2009-07-18 11:41 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] screamlet.livejournal.com
OKAY SERIOUSLY I can really hear Nimoy SAYING "you gonna come?" in my head and uh uh uh help.

Date: 2009-07-18 02:22 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] obstinatrix.livejournal.com
jdbkfdbafkjbdsgg guh.

Okay, I wrote that and i still think it's hot when I read it unexpectedly.

MOAR BUICK SEX. AND DIRTY-TALKING LEONARD.

Date: 2009-07-18 03:59 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] screamlet.livejournal.com
GODDAMMIT I KEEP READING IT AND BEING STARTLED BY PARTS LIKE flush against the hood of his monstrous car -- that phrase came down straight from heaven and was like YOU ARE MINE.

I keep saying I'll try my hand at Buick sex, but I'm not sure I could like, write dirty-talking Leonard without laughing myself unconscious, and then my roommate would find me and the porn I tried writing. And things would just go downhill from there! In any case, time to put on pants, go grocery shopping, and NOT think about things one would say while being fucked on the hood of a massive Buick.

Date: 2009-07-18 02:19 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] candesgirl.livejournal.com
Well, damn. Isn't THIS a fab way to wake up this morning???

That last one? Mmmmmh, yeah. What a pretty, pretty image!

Date: 2009-07-18 02:23 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] obstinatrix.livejournal.com
:D

I want more dirty-talking Nimoy, plzkthx.

Date: 2009-08-05 06:48 pm (UTC)
my_daroga: Mucha's "Dance" (shatnoy)
From: [personal profile] my_daroga
You're a genius.

1. God. So sweet and sad. Need more of this. I keep starting De stories. Stories with De.

2. Yes. So much cute and meta and character stuff, but very simple.

3. Unf.

Dunno why I'm having to play catch up, but sorry I'm late. ;)

Date: 2009-08-05 09:29 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] obstinatrix.livejournal.com
No worries! Thank you. :D

I want more De, too. I LOVE DE.

Date: 2009-08-05 09:31 pm (UTC)
my_daroga: Mucha's "Dance" (Default)
From: [personal profile] my_daroga
How can you not?

Also, why is he still wearing his shirt in "The Empath"?

Date: 2009-08-05 09:34 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] obstinatrix.livejournal.com
I do not know! Srsly!

Date: 2009-08-05 09:41 pm (UTC)
my_daroga: Mucha's "Dance" (Default)
From: [personal profile] my_daroga
We watched it two days ago and there was lots of sadness.

DE. I DO WANT TO SEE YOUR SCRAWNY ASS. ER, CHEST.

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