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obsessioncalled) wrote2006-05-15 10:39 pm
obsessioncalled) wrote2006-05-15 10:39 pm
Mike-ay day 15
I did not have time to fix any more drabbles today. Meaning, I made a bag (there'll be pics later) and read fic. Ahem.
I dunno.. This was, like, one of the first I wrote.
Handcuffs
[Disclaimer: I do not own Green Day. This is fiction.]
Snap. The last handcuff clicked shut, effectively binding Billie Joe to the bed. How had he gotten into this, anyway?
... Oh, yeah. By not being able to keep his eyes off Mike and Tré, kissing and groping in front of him all day. At last, the drummer had asked him if he wanted to have some fun. By then, Billie had been so turned on that he’d said yes without a doubt.
Mike and Tré kissed one last time in front of him, before leaving the room. Wait, they weren’t gonna leave him like this, right?
“Guys?” No reply.
Obviously, they didn't leave him there. Just wanted to clear that up xp
I have time to read some more fic. Yay.
Q out.
I dunno.. This was, like, one of the first I wrote.
Handcuffs
[Disclaimer: I do not own Green Day. This is fiction.]
Snap. The last handcuff clicked shut, effectively binding Billie Joe to the bed. How had he gotten into this, anyway?
... Oh, yeah. By not being able to keep his eyes off Mike and Tré, kissing and groping in front of him all day. At last, the drummer had asked him if he wanted to have some fun. By then, Billie had been so turned on that he’d said yes without a doubt.
Mike and Tré kissed one last time in front of him, before leaving the room. Wait, they weren’t gonna leave him like this, right?
“Guys?” No reply.
Obviously, they didn't leave him there. Just wanted to clear that up xp
I have time to read some more fic. Yay.
Q out.