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charisstomaFB3X Drabble Cascade #28 - Water
Title: It’s All in the Presentation (PG, m/m)
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 500
Prompt: water
This too is meeps fault. Meeps are greedy
It started small with little spritzes of water, random wet fly specks on his face as he walked home, the sky was still blue with only a few cheerful clouds. It wasn’t too troubling, refreshing even but he hoped that it wouldn’t raise the humidity into unbearable. As he neared home it had turned into a thin mist that made a lovely rainbow. He could see his house now where it hid at the end of its lane, the drops were larger and the wind blew so that he had water everywhere. Daniel liked this kind of weather but Evan preferred not being soaked to the skin. As the rain fell, urging him on with sharp stinging splats upon anywhere it could reach, he began to run thundering up the wooden porch steps to lean panting, bent over, his front braced against the house and thanking the eaves for their respite from the worst of the deluge. Gusts still barraged him with rain from his waist down and he turned to stare out at the weather.
What was the use of having a weather witch as a lover if the weather turned nasty like this? And that gave Evan pause, mentally reviewing his possible misdeeds. Had he missed a birthday or an anniversary? Was he supposed to have done something and didn’t or did he leave his socks on the floor from the night before? Surely not the socks, he thought, it could be a coincidence and he warily looked out at the rain.
The door opening behind him gave him a start.
“hmmm. Nice,” was drawn out as Daniel looked over his work grinning, one thoroughly sopping husband whose clothing clung like a thin layer of clear cellophane wrap, revealing everything.
“You know, I could just step into the shower fully clothed less the shoes,” Evan pointed out. “I’m going to drip all over the floor.”
Daniel held up a small square paper towel in offering.
“That is not going to be near enough to sop up all of this water,” Evan responded frowning, “It won’t even cover my …” He stopped because Daniel was leering. “Why?” instead he asked in confusion.
“There’s something about seeing you like this, with the green glowing trees behind you, that bathroom tile can’t compete with.”
Grinning evilly Evan went to wrap his arms around Daniel, rubbing his wet cheeks and hair on dry warm skin, making sure that his soaked clothes made as much contact as possible and laughing at the squawk that resulted.
“You got me wet!”
“Seems fair, since it’s your fault I am.”
Thunder rippled across the sky, echoing before another clap took its place and a cold gust of wind made him shiver.
“Alright, that wasn’t fair. If I catch a chill…”
Daniel kissed him, “Then we’d better get you out of those clothes… out here. We wouldn’t want to get water on the floor inside, now would we?”
Evan stripped quickly, watched carefully by an appreciatory Daniel.
Title: It’s All in the Presentation (PG, m/m)
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 500
Prompt: water
This too is meeps fault. Meeps are greedy
It started small with little spritzes of water, random wet fly specks on his face as he walked home, the sky was still blue with only a few cheerful clouds. It wasn’t too troubling, refreshing even but he hoped that it wouldn’t raise the humidity into unbearable. As he neared home it had turned into a thin mist that made a lovely rainbow. He could see his house now where it hid at the end of its lane, the drops were larger and the wind blew so that he had water everywhere. Daniel liked this kind of weather but Evan preferred not being soaked to the skin. As the rain fell, urging him on with sharp stinging splats upon anywhere it could reach, he began to run thundering up the wooden porch steps to lean panting, bent over, his front braced against the house and thanking the eaves for their respite from the worst of the deluge. Gusts still barraged him with rain from his waist down and he turned to stare out at the weather.
What was the use of having a weather witch as a lover if the weather turned nasty like this? And that gave Evan pause, mentally reviewing his possible misdeeds. Had he missed a birthday or an anniversary? Was he supposed to have done something and didn’t or did he leave his socks on the floor from the night before? Surely not the socks, he thought, it could be a coincidence and he warily looked out at the rain.
The door opening behind him gave him a start.
“hmmm. Nice,” was drawn out as Daniel looked over his work grinning, one thoroughly sopping husband whose clothing clung like a thin layer of clear cellophane wrap, revealing everything.
“You know, I could just step into the shower fully clothed less the shoes,” Evan pointed out. “I’m going to drip all over the floor.”
Daniel held up a small square paper towel in offering.
“That is not going to be near enough to sop up all of this water,” Evan responded frowning, “It won’t even cover my …” He stopped because Daniel was leering. “Why?” instead he asked in confusion.
“There’s something about seeing you like this, with the green glowing trees behind you, that bathroom tile can’t compete with.”
Grinning evilly Evan went to wrap his arms around Daniel, rubbing his wet cheeks and hair on dry warm skin, making sure that his soaked clothes made as much contact as possible and laughing at the squawk that resulted.
“You got me wet!”
“Seems fair, since it’s your fault I am.”
Thunder rippled across the sky, echoing before another clap took its place and a cold gust of wind made him shiver.
“Alright, that wasn’t fair. If I catch a chill…”
Daniel kissed him, “Then we’d better get you out of those clothes… out here. We wouldn’t want to get water on the floor inside, now would we?”
Evan stripped quickly, watched carefully by an appreciatory Daniel.
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Date: 2013-09-18 12:37 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-09-18 02:52 am (UTC)Fantasy? It's magic; *grins* two very different things.
I'm glad this pleased. You stroke my ego. Thank you.
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Date: 2013-09-18 05:27 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-09-18 11:25 am (UTC)Wait... *grins* it was the no zombies that did it, wasn't it?
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Date: 2013-09-18 03:20 pm (UTC)