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erilyn is a bad influence as she said this I really must upload my Howie/Chris/Rick the temp icon again - theirloveissoshort! And yes, it so is! I was like, Chris/Howie/Rick, they're so hot so she said, write it. Which yeah, their loveissoshort and I wanted to but had to go out so all you get is a scene. Which is behind
“He’s going to kick your ass one day,” Howie remarks, pausing the video so Rick is frozen mid grin onscreen. “All that foreplay and no action. You’re a cock tease, Kirkpatrick.”
“A cock tease,” Chris splutters, and he sits upright all wide eyes and whirling hands. “I’m no such thing and what do you mean foreplay? It’s an interview. That’s what we’re supposed to do, be friendly.”
Howie ignores Chris’ sarcastic tone and presses play, shaking his head at the flirting onscreen. “There’s friendly and why don’t I get on my knees and suck you now, Rick? I mean, obvious much.”
“Ah, that explains it,” Chris says, suddenly serious and he sits forward, one hand resting on Howie’s knee. “There’s no need for you to be jealous. Though I understand why, it can’t be easy dating someone as popular and devastatingly handsome as me.”
Lost for words, Howie gapes, then socks Chris in the arm at the tell tale twitch of his mouth. “You ass, I almost believed you then.”
Chris grins and settles back, cross legged and relaxed as he watches himself hold Rick in place. “You’re too easy, man,” he comments, shifting as Howie sits next to him so they’re pressed close together in one corner of the huge couch. “Anyway, I can’t be a tease if I do something about it.”
“Tell me you didn’t. Not at that Much studio.” Howie’s torn between admiration and disbelief and maybe a little turned on too, especially when Chris smiles in a way that’s anything but innocent.
“Maybe we did, maybe we didn’t.” Chris looks like he’s going to tease longer then suddenly cocks his head at the sound of a key in the door. “Why don’t you ask the man himself? It’s his show.”
“Ask me what?” Rick questions, and he drops his bag on the floor, taking his place on the couch, arm around Howie, one hand resting against Chris’ neck as he waits for an answer.
In other none sparkly news we've just came home from the Italian restaurant after being out all day and my breath is offensive, really it is. Garlic mushrooms followed by garlic pizza may have been a bad idea.
Now I need to do some modding then try and catch up with you all.
erilyn is a bad influence as she said this I really must upload my Howie/Chris/Rick the temp icon again - theirloveissoshort! And yes, it so is! I was like, Chris/Howie/Rick, they're so hot so she said, write it. Which yeah, their loveissoshort and I wanted to but had to go out so all you get is a scene. Which is behind “He’s going to kick your ass one day,” Howie remarks, pausing the video so Rick is frozen mid grin onscreen. “All that foreplay and no action. You’re a cock tease, Kirkpatrick.”
“A cock tease,” Chris splutters, and he sits upright all wide eyes and whirling hands. “I’m no such thing and what do you mean foreplay? It’s an interview. That’s what we’re supposed to do, be friendly.”
Howie ignores Chris’ sarcastic tone and presses play, shaking his head at the flirting onscreen. “There’s friendly and why don’t I get on my knees and suck you now, Rick? I mean, obvious much.”
“Ah, that explains it,” Chris says, suddenly serious and he sits forward, one hand resting on Howie’s knee. “There’s no need for you to be jealous. Though I understand why, it can’t be easy dating someone as popular and devastatingly handsome as me.”
Lost for words, Howie gapes, then socks Chris in the arm at the tell tale twitch of his mouth. “You ass, I almost believed you then.”
Chris grins and settles back, cross legged and relaxed as he watches himself hold Rick in place. “You’re too easy, man,” he comments, shifting as Howie sits next to him so they’re pressed close together in one corner of the huge couch. “Anyway, I can’t be a tease if I do something about it.”
“Tell me you didn’t. Not at that Much studio.” Howie’s torn between admiration and disbelief and maybe a little turned on too, especially when Chris smiles in a way that’s anything but innocent.
“Maybe we did, maybe we didn’t.” Chris looks like he’s going to tease longer then suddenly cocks his head at the sound of a key in the door. “Why don’t you ask the man himself? It’s his show.”
“Ask me what?” Rick questions, and he drops his bag on the floor, taking his place on the couch, arm around Howie, one hand resting against Chris’ neck as he waits for an answer.
In other none sparkly news we've just came home from the Italian restaurant after being out all day and my breath is offensive, really it is. Garlic mushrooms followed by garlic pizza may have been a bad idea.
Now I need to do some modding then try and catch up with you all.
