...and you.
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Title: ...and you.
Rating: R
Pairing: Shanks x Ben
Words: 152
Notes: Not exactly what I wanted, but it gets the idea across. I've had a couple ideas for the 'smell' prompt, and this was the one I decided to write, when I looked at my calender and realized it was already Tuesday. o_o
-k.
(x-posted to
yosegaki.)
It was, he decided, his favorite smell.
Shanks lay next to Ben, a smile on his face. His eyes were closed, and he was thoroughly exhausted. He breathed in the smell of the room, and sighed.
“What’re you so happy about?” Ben asked, looking down at Shanks, neck muscles straining to hold his head up. He was laying on his back, with his captain’s head resting on his chest, and an arm thrown across him to boot. There was no way he was going to be sitting up with all that deadweight on his chest.
Well, he could, he decided, but this was comfortable.
“I like this smell.” Shanks grinned, stupidly, his alcohol intake for the evening really showing now.
“What’s that?” Ben quirked an eyebrow.
“Sex and alcohol!” Shanks said, a little too enthusiastic, despite his fatigue. Even in a booze-addled state, he kept the last bit to himself.
...and you.
Rating: R
Pairing: Shanks x Ben
Words: 152
Notes: Not exactly what I wanted, but it gets the idea across. I've had a couple ideas for the 'smell' prompt, and this was the one I decided to write, when I looked at my calender and realized it was already Tuesday. o_o
-k.
(x-posted to
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It was, he decided, his favorite smell.
Shanks lay next to Ben, a smile on his face. His eyes were closed, and he was thoroughly exhausted. He breathed in the smell of the room, and sighed.
“What’re you so happy about?” Ben asked, looking down at Shanks, neck muscles straining to hold his head up. He was laying on his back, with his captain’s head resting on his chest, and an arm thrown across him to boot. There was no way he was going to be sitting up with all that deadweight on his chest.
Well, he could, he decided, but this was comfortable.
“I like this smell.” Shanks grinned, stupidly, his alcohol intake for the evening really showing now.
“What’s that?” Ben quirked an eyebrow.
“Sex and alcohol!” Shanks said, a little too enthusiastic, despite his fatigue. Even in a booze-addled state, he kept the last bit to himself.
...and you.
no subject
Date: 2004-04-06 10:33 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-04-06 10:58 pm (UTC)And thanks. *grins*
-k.
Sozuki15
Date: 2004-04-06 10:34 pm (UTC)-Sozuki15
Re: Sozuki15
Date: 2004-04-06 10:56 pm (UTC)Thanks for signing it though. *grins* There's a lot better BenxShanks stuff around here, but I really appriciate the kind words.
Me replying probably doesn't matter much....It's not like you'll get a notification...;_;
-k.
Re: Sozuki15
Date: 2004-04-06 11:23 pm (UTC)Re: Sozuki15
Date: 2004-04-06 11:37 pm (UTC)I had one account somewhere that required that you have a number in your password. Also, it had to be somewhere in the middle, because the number couldn't be at the beginning or end. I hate using numbers in passwords or screennames, so that was a really big pain for me, and i could never remember my password.
I'd like to think I'm a big girl, and can choose my own password without a server telling me what to do, but apparently, I'm wrong. -.-
-k.