Untitled: Chapter 2
Lethal-chan has returned! And how does she return? Hopefully with flair, style, and more conflict then ever! With Mac's birthday a mere two months away, will Mac get his ultimate birthday gift? (What do you think?!) Ok, ok, I admit it, it's obvious. I'm guessing on eye colors for the most part by the way.
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"What's his alternate sport?"
"Surfing." Brodi was silent for a long moment as he watched Mac. Mac watched him in silent, fighting the urge to run.
"Interesting. I can only think of one person matching those criteria." Brodi said quietly, touching Mac's face. Mac shuddered slightly and his eyes closed half-way.
"Yeah?" he murmured, when Brodi was silent again. He hated this. The tension around him, as much as he hated to use the clichéd old phrase, was almost literally thick enough to cut with a knife (it's such a good clichéd old phrase though!). Then warm lips pressed against his. Mac didn't dare open his eyes for a long moment, scared he was only imagining the oddly familiar sensation.
"Are you going to play statue all day or do you plan on telling me if I'm right or not, eh Little Grasshopper?" Mac shivered at the feeling of Brodi's lips brushing against his own. Slowly, nervously, he opened his eyes, meeting Brodi's curious hazel ones. He searched his eyes for a long moment.
"Like the hammer to the nail, Brod," He said suddenly, smiling warmly. Brodi's face lit up and he kissed Mac affectionately on the mouth. Mac returned the kiss affectionately, a happy grin plastering itself across his features.
"Do you mind if I do something.?" Brodi asked when they parted to breathe. Mac arched an eyebrow and frowned slightly.
"It's nothing perverted Mac, trust me," Brodi assured him, flashing a smile. Mac blushed slightly and nodded slowly. Grinning broadly Brodi leaned close and suddenly Mac was being tickled. Just about leaping over the back of the couch Mac let out a wildly surprised squeaking noise. Brodi laughed and straddled the teen, pinning him down to the couch and thus trapping him for more tickling.
"UNCLE!!" Mac hollered, laughing and wriggling violently in an attempt to escape. Brodi laughed and slowly eased up on his tickling, finally stopping and sliding to one side, leaving one leg over Mac's lap. Mac took a few deep breaths as his laughing slowed. Finally they were both calm again and Brodi had a smug look on his face.
"I've wanted to do that since I found out you were ticklish earlier." he said, smirking and pulling Mac up onto his chest. Mac grumbled good- heartedly and kissed Brodi's throat. Brodi chuckled and wrapped an arm around Mac's waist and rested his chin on Mac's head. Mac realized then how tired he was and yawned.
"Shall we just go to sleep here then?" Brodi asked, good natured weariness creeping into his voice. Mac nodded slowly, already half-asleep.
"G'night Brod." he murmured, falling asleep. Brodi smiled and kissed the top of Mac's head.
"Goodnight Li'l Grasshopper."
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The author is now going to take a break in the sappiness *traumatized face* and would like to point you in the direction of another trailer.
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"Have you noticed anything odd between Mackenzie and Broderick lately?" Eddie asked Psymon from the couch. Psymon blinked and looked up from his magazine at the other boarder.
"You mean the constant flirting and emotional tension? Nah, nothing unusual there for them." Psymon said blandly, looking back at his magazine again. Eddie blinked and flicked the TV off, then sat up and peered at Psymon in curiosity. The (now) 21 year old Eddie had noticed that Psymon, now 28, was a lot more insightful and aware about human emotion then anyone else on the SSX circuit. He supposed that being Psymon's constant trailer mate for the past two years allowed him to get to know the guy a lot better.
"Don't give me that look Wachowski, you of all people should know about them. You three are constantly hanging out anyways." Psymon said calmly without looking up. Eddie blinked and frowned slightly.
"Unfortunately, unlike you, I can't read people just by looking at them." Psymon smirked but still didn't look up.
"Of course, why else would I have a 95% lay rate? Gotta know who to ask, who wants it, that kind of thing. I also have a very high return rate after I bed 'em too."
"I should've known there was a more perverse reason behind that ability."
"Yes, you should have." Eddie blinked at him and scowled darkly.
"Care for an example Wachowski of why I have such a high return rate?" Psymon asked suggestively, peering up at Eddie without actually looking up. Eddie flushed and sat up very straight before coughing and forcing himself to relax again. Psymon smirked and waited for the afroed one to reply. He didn't need to ask really, he knew, he could've just made a move, but this way was so much more fun!
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End of chapter 2!
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Yes, I know it's short, and I apologize, but I think that's a good ending point for now. I have.plans for the next chapter. *evil grin* I'm going to try and throw in as much slash as possible with as many unusual couples as possible, so consider yourself warned. So please! Review so I am encouraged to do the next chapter sooner!
Toodles!!
Lethal-chan has returned! And how does she return? Hopefully with flair, style, and more conflict then ever! With Mac's birthday a mere two months away, will Mac get his ultimate birthday gift? (What do you think?!) Ok, ok, I admit it, it's obvious. I'm guessing on eye colors for the most part by the way.
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"What's his alternate sport?"
"Surfing." Brodi was silent for a long moment as he watched Mac. Mac watched him in silent, fighting the urge to run.
"Interesting. I can only think of one person matching those criteria." Brodi said quietly, touching Mac's face. Mac shuddered slightly and his eyes closed half-way.
"Yeah?" he murmured, when Brodi was silent again. He hated this. The tension around him, as much as he hated to use the clichéd old phrase, was almost literally thick enough to cut with a knife (it's such a good clichéd old phrase though!). Then warm lips pressed against his. Mac didn't dare open his eyes for a long moment, scared he was only imagining the oddly familiar sensation.
"Are you going to play statue all day or do you plan on telling me if I'm right or not, eh Little Grasshopper?" Mac shivered at the feeling of Brodi's lips brushing against his own. Slowly, nervously, he opened his eyes, meeting Brodi's curious hazel ones. He searched his eyes for a long moment.
"Like the hammer to the nail, Brod," He said suddenly, smiling warmly. Brodi's face lit up and he kissed Mac affectionately on the mouth. Mac returned the kiss affectionately, a happy grin plastering itself across his features.
"Do you mind if I do something.?" Brodi asked when they parted to breathe. Mac arched an eyebrow and frowned slightly.
"It's nothing perverted Mac, trust me," Brodi assured him, flashing a smile. Mac blushed slightly and nodded slowly. Grinning broadly Brodi leaned close and suddenly Mac was being tickled. Just about leaping over the back of the couch Mac let out a wildly surprised squeaking noise. Brodi laughed and straddled the teen, pinning him down to the couch and thus trapping him for more tickling.
"UNCLE!!" Mac hollered, laughing and wriggling violently in an attempt to escape. Brodi laughed and slowly eased up on his tickling, finally stopping and sliding to one side, leaving one leg over Mac's lap. Mac took a few deep breaths as his laughing slowed. Finally they were both calm again and Brodi had a smug look on his face.
"I've wanted to do that since I found out you were ticklish earlier." he said, smirking and pulling Mac up onto his chest. Mac grumbled good- heartedly and kissed Brodi's throat. Brodi chuckled and wrapped an arm around Mac's waist and rested his chin on Mac's head. Mac realized then how tired he was and yawned.
"Shall we just go to sleep here then?" Brodi asked, good natured weariness creeping into his voice. Mac nodded slowly, already half-asleep.
"G'night Brod." he murmured, falling asleep. Brodi smiled and kissed the top of Mac's head.
"Goodnight Li'l Grasshopper."
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The author is now going to take a break in the sappiness *traumatized face* and would like to point you in the direction of another trailer.
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"Have you noticed anything odd between Mackenzie and Broderick lately?" Eddie asked Psymon from the couch. Psymon blinked and looked up from his magazine at the other boarder.
"You mean the constant flirting and emotional tension? Nah, nothing unusual there for them." Psymon said blandly, looking back at his magazine again. Eddie blinked and flicked the TV off, then sat up and peered at Psymon in curiosity. The (now) 21 year old Eddie had noticed that Psymon, now 28, was a lot more insightful and aware about human emotion then anyone else on the SSX circuit. He supposed that being Psymon's constant trailer mate for the past two years allowed him to get to know the guy a lot better.
"Don't give me that look Wachowski, you of all people should know about them. You three are constantly hanging out anyways." Psymon said calmly without looking up. Eddie blinked and frowned slightly.
"Unfortunately, unlike you, I can't read people just by looking at them." Psymon smirked but still didn't look up.
"Of course, why else would I have a 95% lay rate? Gotta know who to ask, who wants it, that kind of thing. I also have a very high return rate after I bed 'em too."
"I should've known there was a more perverse reason behind that ability."
"Yes, you should have." Eddie blinked at him and scowled darkly.
"Care for an example Wachowski of why I have such a high return rate?" Psymon asked suggestively, peering up at Eddie without actually looking up. Eddie flushed and sat up very straight before coughing and forcing himself to relax again. Psymon smirked and waited for the afroed one to reply. He didn't need to ask really, he knew, he could've just made a move, but this way was so much more fun!
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End of chapter 2!
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Yes, I know it's short, and I apologize, but I think that's a good ending point for now. I have.plans for the next chapter. *evil grin* I'm going to try and throw in as much slash as possible with as many unusual couples as possible, so consider yourself warned. So please! Review so I am encouraged to do the next chapter sooner!
Toodles!!