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[turps]

Would anyone be willing to take a look at my Honey challenge story? It's not done but I'm having issues and would love another set of eyes. interlock I'm afraid you're getting it anyway ;)

The person who gifted me LJ time? Thank you! Seeing that in my in box was a wonderful surprise this morning. If I can do anything for you just yell. Ficlet, icon, to stop babbling for a day sexual favours, anything. I'll try my best. If you want nothing, just know you brightened my day.

Last but not least. Remember Kevin writhing around a pole? Well I went and requested a ficlet about it at fic_requests because, well. Do I need to explain why I want to read about Kevin writhing? I think not. My request was answered so go and see. It's Kevin/Nick ( my Boys OTP yay! ) and so hot.

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[hegemony.livejournal.com]

Mmm. Hot.

[hegemony.livejournal.com]

The euphoria of the situation never quite lets up. It seems as if the interrogations have stopped so that the cast of characters JC knows around here can circle around him like vultures.

He doesn't know what that means, but he hates it anyway.

This place would seem to be the easiest puzzle to unlock, an in and out operation, a nice little coup'd'etat and then another cold night in his bed, alone in his London flat.

Perhaps, JC would think, that's the reason why he hasn't been doing his job.

The other reason, of course, would be that Kevin doesn't want him to do his job, always pulling him along to the side at inopritunte times to talk to him, to fuck him, to kiss him, to distract him from what he feels so close to.

He keeps track of the keystrokes on Kevin's computer, can save them all to classified documents that get sent via remote secure server to nick, in HQ.

He'd notify Mi-6 of the helpfulness of their sources in the federation as well.

And then, he would think that perhaps he's in the wrong federation in the first place. He's supposed to be looking for company secrets, missle plans, maps of caves in afganistan or plans for buildings in L.A. He finds none of those things. That's bad, especially if he's been in the headquarters.

He would go back down to the interrogation chambers, one day, and look around them, as well. Records, he would think, are kept down there, in secret crevases of store-rooms filled with diffrent methods of torture.

Alas, he finds nothing.

He would ask Kevin to explain what the federation believes to him again, and again, and again. He'd hope for some kind of difference in the speech, but there would never be one. Kevin would say that The federation simply wants people to have equal rights, equal intellegence, equal oppritunity. No rich, no poor, no cars, no depression. No depressions, no violence, at home or abroad. He'd say that the federation knows that the word Utopia is greek for 'no place', and they'd want to retrofit the word to fit earth again, so that the perfect place would be right here. Right around everywhere.

JC would just look away...because he wants that too.

[turps33.livejournal.com]

EEP!

Poor JC, so conflicted.

I can't wait to see what he does.

Thank you!

[turps33.livejournal.com]

I agree. *drools*