Um, toppy Justin, hello! Wasn't expecting you, but that was very nice thank you.
I can’t even explain what it is about fucking him that makes me feel like I’m seventeen again, and totally in over my head.
My brain was mostly a pile of mush after that scene. But I soldiered on.
I felt like my heart was going to break open and pour over him.
Me too!
Even if Justin hadn’t already been sort of growing on me lately, the huge pot of coffee on the kitchen counter would have done it. I hoped Lindsay got him something really nice from us. I hoped he’d bought the coffee with extra caffeine. Just in case, I put double the sugar in mine. Hopefully the high would last long enough for Gus to tear into the four thousand seven hundred twelve presents Brian had put under, around, near, and within the general vicinity of the tree. This is why I keep saying: Not a total dick.
Although Brian seemed to be in dire need of the extra-caffeinated coffee too. I think Justin put six sugars in his. You know, to give him the energy required to answer burning questions such as, “Could an android be killed by a cyborg or would the android win?”
Brian answered that very seriously, that it would depend on the firearms available to the android and if the cyborg was equipped with full destructive capabilities. Gus just nodded and snapped the android’s head off and looked inside it.
I went to get more coffee.
Bwahaha!! Oh Melanie, if only you were this amusing in real life.
Brian and I stayed in denial as long as we could, but finally Gus’ “Get up, get up, get up” in the hall sent me down to the kitchen to make coffee while Brian assembled, operated, programmed, or otherwise did whatever you’re supposed to do with toys that have processors bigger than the entire computer system once used to manage the space program. Lindsay and Melanie looked totally out of it, and stumbled into the kitchen to get coffee with pathetic gratitude. I brought a cup to Brian out where he was patiently showing Gus how to convert a cyborg tank into a cyborg army. Or something. Brian’s in charge of toys in this house.
Hee!
Justin you saucy minx, with the frying of the bacon in the butter.
I assumed my present was in the trunk. I assumed wrong.
“You hate it.”
I shook my head.
“Then why are you fucking crying?”
I just sniffled on his chest while he stroked my hair. He pulled my chin up and looked into my eyes. He looked totally confused.
“We can trade it in for a car you like.”
I shook my head again. “I like it. I love it.”
“OK. Then why are you crying? You’re acting like fucking Lindsay.”
“What am I going to do with a car in New York?”
He tucked my head under his chin. It could have been an act of affection, or maybe he didn’t want me to see his face. “I thought you could keep it here, so when you’re at the house you’re not stuck here or dependent on me to get around.”
OK. This wasn’t in the plan. At least my plan. I was seriously starting to think Brian had a plan of his own.
Oh man, if he does, I really, really need that sequel now kthx. There are not enough words in the world for how much I love that scene. ♥
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I can’t even explain what it is about fucking him that makes me feel like I’m seventeen again, and totally in over my head.
My brain was mostly a pile of mush after that scene. But I soldiered on.
I felt like my heart was going to break open and pour over him.
Me too!
Even if Justin hadn’t already been sort of growing on me lately, the huge pot of coffee on the kitchen counter would have done it. I hoped Lindsay got him something really nice from us. I hoped he’d bought the coffee with extra caffeine. Just in case, I put double the sugar in mine. Hopefully the high would last long enough for Gus to tear into the four thousand seven hundred twelve presents Brian had put under, around, near, and within the general vicinity of the tree. This is why I keep saying: Not a total dick.
Although Brian seemed to be in dire need of the extra-caffeinated coffee too. I think Justin put six sugars in his. You know, to give him the energy required to answer burning questions such as, “Could an android be killed by a cyborg or would the android win?”
Brian answered that very seriously, that it would depend on the firearms available to the android and if the cyborg was equipped with full destructive capabilities. Gus just nodded and snapped the android’s head off and looked inside it.
I went to get more coffee.
Bwahaha!! Oh Melanie, if only you were this amusing in real life.
Brian and I stayed in denial as long as we could, but finally Gus’ “Get up, get up, get up” in the hall sent me down to the kitchen to make coffee while Brian assembled, operated, programmed, or otherwise did whatever you’re supposed to do with toys that have processors bigger than the entire computer system once used to manage the space program. Lindsay and Melanie looked totally out of it, and stumbled into the kitchen to get coffee with pathetic gratitude. I brought a cup to Brian out where he was patiently showing Gus how to convert a cyborg tank into a cyborg army. Or something. Brian’s in charge of toys in this house.
Hee!
Justin you saucy minx, with the frying of the bacon in the butter.
I assumed my present was in the trunk. I assumed wrong.
“You hate it.”
I shook my head.
“Then why are you fucking crying?”
I just sniffled on his chest while he stroked my hair. He pulled my chin up and looked into my eyes. He looked totally confused.
“We can trade it in for a car you like.”
I shook my head again. “I like it. I love it.”
“OK. Then why are you crying? You’re acting like fucking Lindsay.”
“What am I going to do with a car in New York?”
He tucked my head under his chin. It could have been an act of affection, or maybe he didn’t want me to see his face. “I thought you could keep it here, so when you’re at the house you’re not stuck here or dependent on me to get around.”
OK. This wasn’t in the plan. At least my plan. I was seriously starting to think Brian had a plan of his own.
Oh man, if he does, I really, really need that sequel now kthx. There are not enough words in the world for how much I love that scene. ♥