Random, Trying to forget my migrane
Apr. 15th, 2005 10:42 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Was watching re-runs of Angel today, and wow, Angel and Doyle were so gay with each other, weren't they? So gay.
Also, on a Lost note, I mourn for the loss of my OTP. But Sun/Kate is super hot and needs to be written.
...let's see, what else? Oh! I currently have half a National Treasure fic written and I should really work on some LOTR stuff. I have this Lothiriel bunny that has been begging to be written forever.
And! Because you people wanted it:
Title: Not Exactly Romance
Fandom: Law and Order, SVU
Pairing: Alex/Olivia
Rating: PG for girlkisses
Warning: Fluffy cuddly stuff. STFU, I'm a hopeless romantic.
So it’s not exactly romantic, and certainly not comfortable, pressed up against the wall in a courthouse bathroom.
But it’s not their first kiss, and she never wanted romance. Olivia’s back is to the wall and the tile is cold, not that it matters.
“Alex.” Olivia closes her eyes as Alex’s mouth moves away and down to her neck, just above the collar of her shirt. It’s good, and something in her heart twists. It’s too good, too nice for a courthouse bathroom.
“Let’s go home.” Alex smiles at her. It might not be romance, but it’s more than enough.
Right. Back to laying down.
Also, on a Lost note, I mourn for the loss of my OTP. But Sun/Kate is super hot and needs to be written.
...let's see, what else? Oh! I currently have half a National Treasure fic written and I should really work on some LOTR stuff. I have this Lothiriel bunny that has been begging to be written forever.
And! Because you people wanted it:
Title: Not Exactly Romance
Fandom: Law and Order, SVU
Pairing: Alex/Olivia
Rating: PG for girlkisses
Warning: Fluffy cuddly stuff. STFU, I'm a hopeless romantic.
So it’s not exactly romantic, and certainly not comfortable, pressed up against the wall in a courthouse bathroom.
But it’s not their first kiss, and she never wanted romance. Olivia’s back is to the wall and the tile is cold, not that it matters.
“Alex.” Olivia closes her eyes as Alex’s mouth moves away and down to her neck, just above the collar of her shirt. It’s good, and something in her heart twists. It’s too good, too nice for a courthouse bathroom.
“Let’s go home.” Alex smiles at her. It might not be romance, but it’s more than enough.
Right. Back to laying down.