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Nov. 9th, 2007 12:25 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
acquiescenceSo today ranks pretty low on the good day scale, it was pretty much the type of day that makes you want to kick things (which I did) and walk out during your break (which I did not). And now for some regularly scheduled drabbles, two tonight as I missed last night.
the first is Colin's first time as requested by![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
fate_envies_us
Well as first times go this one seemed to be going swimmingly. Sure there'd been a lot of fumbling and maybe Colin's lip was gonna be sore for a few days where his teeth had hit when they came together too quickly - but apart from that things were going just fine.
For a first date he had to say he was doing pretty well. He hadn't stuttered too much - not that he'd had the chance. And when Blake pushed his hand down the front of his pants Colin managed not to squeak so loud that the other movie goers would be bothered.
And now, shoved into the back of Blake's car, Colin found himself with his jeans down around his ankles and his cheek pressed up against the cold leather of the seat. Blake had reassured him again and again that he knew what he was doing, and now he was here breath hitched in his throat waiting.
His first time, it was rushed and cramped and cold, but Colin was sure he'd just experienced something that he wanted to try again and again until he got it just right - Blake made told him to shut up after so many questions, Colin just wanted to make sure he got everything right.
and next an spn kid!sam/dean drabble fromzoanthropic's prompt of milk and cookies
"Dean" Sam whined, his feet swinging back and forth from the chair where he sat.
"What Sammy?" Dean was tired of watching after his brother, he wanted to play some video games, get some new cassettes but instead he was stuck there in that stupid motel room with Sam.
"I want some cookies." Sam looked at his older brother hopefully.
"Yeah right, you wouldn't eat the spaghetti-os I made for you." Dean rolled his eyes, thinking of the arcade in the motel diner just across the parking lot, but he knew better than to unlock the door until John got back.
"Please Dean?" Sam looked at Dean with those eyes, that look like he was gonna cry, and Dean swore - under his breath.
He stomped toward the mini-fridge and pulled out the carton of milk, they'd be out after Sammy had his cereal in the morning if he gave Sam some milk now. He'd had his cereal dry before, and he poured his brother a glass of milk and set it down in front of him before he rummaged around for a few cookies that were still left and set them on a napkin in front of him.
"There, happy?" Dean wanted to be frustrated, but he couldn't manage it, he had to take care of Sammy. That was his job while John was away, take care of Sammy.
"Thanks Dean." Sam smiled and picked up a cookie.
the first is Colin's first time as requested by
fate_envies_usWell as first times go this one seemed to be going swimmingly. Sure there'd been a lot of fumbling and maybe Colin's lip was gonna be sore for a few days where his teeth had hit when they came together too quickly - but apart from that things were going just fine.
For a first date he had to say he was doing pretty well. He hadn't stuttered too much - not that he'd had the chance. And when Blake pushed his hand down the front of his pants Colin managed not to squeak so loud that the other movie goers would be bothered.
And now, shoved into the back of Blake's car, Colin found himself with his jeans down around his ankles and his cheek pressed up against the cold leather of the seat. Blake had reassured him again and again that he knew what he was doing, and now he was here breath hitched in his throat waiting.
His first time, it was rushed and cramped and cold, but Colin was sure he'd just experienced something that he wanted to try again and again until he got it just right - Blake made told him to shut up after so many questions, Colin just wanted to make sure he got everything right.
and next an spn kid!sam/dean drabble from
zoanthropic's prompt of milk and cookies"Dean" Sam whined, his feet swinging back and forth from the chair where he sat.
"What Sammy?" Dean was tired of watching after his brother, he wanted to play some video games, get some new cassettes but instead he was stuck there in that stupid motel room with Sam.
"I want some cookies." Sam looked at his older brother hopefully.
"Yeah right, you wouldn't eat the spaghetti-os I made for you." Dean rolled his eyes, thinking of the arcade in the motel diner just across the parking lot, but he knew better than to unlock the door until John got back.
"Please Dean?" Sam looked at Dean with those eyes, that look like he was gonna cry, and Dean swore - under his breath.
He stomped toward the mini-fridge and pulled out the carton of milk, they'd be out after Sammy had his cereal in the morning if he gave Sam some milk now. He'd had his cereal dry before, and he poured his brother a glass of milk and set it down in front of him before he rummaged around for a few cookies that were still left and set them on a napkin in front of him.
"There, happy?" Dean wanted to be frustrated, but he couldn't manage it, he had to take care of Sammy. That was his job while John was away, take care of Sammy.
"Thanks Dean." Sam smiled and picked up a cookie.