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[turps]

I had the worst nights sleep last night. I was itchy in my own skin and just couldn't settle. Which gives me woe because I like sleep.

A BB follow up to Talitha has been posted. I'm all !!!!! right now because I loved Talitha a lot.

Last night I read Arsenic's A Finer Command of Language, which blew me away. Not that I expected anything less. I also read Well Tonight, Will It Ever Come? which I enjoyed a lot too. Though really, MCR werewolf gsf, how can you not enjoy?

Grocery shopping as soon as Corey goes to school, then I think I'll poke at Bob in Space a little this afternoon. Get some words out before focussing totally on remix.

The excitement of getting first comment. I really don't get it.

ETA: I couldn't wait and read Not Dead But Sleeping. I figured it was best to read when I was alone, and man, that was a good call. What a fantastic story.

Comments

[llamabitchyo.livejournal.com]

Oh, it could be like the difference between farm turkeys and wild turkeys. The wild ones are smart enough for birds, but the farms ones are stupid.

Or people may just like watching llama porn.

That must be it!!!

Llamas, bad at kinky sex but they have stamina on their side.

*G*

But! Great at kinky sex if you have a wool fetish.

[turps33.livejournal.com]

But! Great at kinky sex if you have a wool fetish.

You know, Justin used to wear a lot of woolly jumpers back in the day. Not that I think he'd go for Llama sex. It would probably be too dirty for him. The llama would have to have a shampoo and anus bleach before Justin allowed his dick anywhere near that tempting rump.

Now JC on the other hand, he would appreciate the petting on the wool.

[llamabitchyo.livejournal.com]

If Chris turned into a llama it could be really hot threemanbus llamasmut!

JC would find the whole bathe-the-Llama!Chris experience very sensual and the Llama!Chris would be ready for the hot, hot Justin lovin'.

Also, I think the part of Chris that thought beard horns were a good idea would totally love being a nice, wooly, llama.

[turps33.livejournal.com]

I really shouldn't find that as hot as I do. Yet I'm now picturing JC lovingly bathing Llama!Chris, carefully washing his wool and making sure his hoofs are clean. There would be tiny bubbles floating in the air and JC could wear a shirt that was wet through and clinging to his body.

I was wondering at JC's role in the actual llamasmut, and decided he'd have to be the dick guider. I'm torn on who's though.

[llamabitchyo.livejournal.com]

JC would be honored to be the dick guider. The dick-guiding expert would be telling him how ahead of time and giving him glove-buying advice and JC would be aghast. "Gloves? I'm not going to use gloves, it would spoil the intimacy."

His shirt would be mostly white (nicer when wet and clinging) but with a floral pattern. At one point, he'd have to stop and wipe a little sweat or soap bubbles from his brow with his forearm, and Llama!Chris would turn a bit and nibble at the hem of his shirt.

A little bit later, JC would carefully rub Chris' llama ears and Chris would love that.
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Um. Yeah. ... that thing you said about hotness? I agree.

[turps33.livejournal.com]

Hmmmm. Yes


Meanwhile Justin would be busy setting the scene, because it may be outside and it may be too light for candles, but that doesn't mean they can't do things right.

He's feeling a little nervous, because all the research didn't prepare him for seeing llama!Chris butt his head against JC's belly. The way JC smiles as he buries his hand into llama!Chris' wool.

Then, pushing past his nerves Justin walks to them, sneakers splashing in the soapy rivulets of water, so close he can feel the wet of JC's shirt against his arm as he runs his hand over Llama!Chris' wool.

When JC covers Justin's hand with his own, they both concentrate on petting Chris. In return Chris snorts hot air against Justin's hip and licks along his fingers.

[llamabitchyo.livejournal.com]

Setting the scene would be like... citronella candles? And a nice, old quilt draped over a hay bale (there'd be at least one because llamas love playing "King of the Hay-Bale Hill" and having four such nimble feet, perfect for rocky mountain paths, has helped Chris feel steadier and heights no longer scare him) and maybe later he or JC or the both of them will need a nice spot to sprawl out.

(Also, with the long llama ears, Chris is probably a bit taller now, but Justin won't tell him that when Chris turns back--He will turn back, won't he?--because llamas spit and Chris spits, too.)

Llama!Chris' tongue is so big, and stronger that Justin ever expected, and it's so warm. It's like Chris and not like Chris at all.

JC leans a bit and nuzzles at Justin's ear.

"You should sing," JC says. "He'll like that."

Justin's mind goes blank. He's never in his life thought of singing to a llama, especially not as foreplay. God, what is he doing.

"J," JC says, and his breath on Justin's skin is almost as hot as Chris's. "It's the llama way, and it's... romantic."

JC starts humming a little.

[turps33.livejournal.com]

I think he needs to turn back. Being a llama is fine for a while, but as hard as he tries. Llama!Chris can't sing.

Justin and JC *happy sigh*

Justin doesn't recognize the tune at first, then he does and he turns his head so he can look at JC.

"C," Justin says, "Llamas don't live in the jungle and I can't hit those notes." But most of all, Justin doesn't think The Lion Sleeps Tonight is a romantic song at all. Briefly he considers changing the words to the llama sleeps tonight, but that's just stupid, and he hates JC for putting him on the spot like this.

Then Llama!Chris nips at Justin's ass and snorts and Justin smiles, because despite the wool and the scary teeth this is still Chris. With his dark eyes and impatient look and Justin leans in close, presses his cheek against soft wool and begins to sing I love You the Way You Are

"Nice choice," JC says, and he harmonizes as he links his fingers with Justin's, and rests his hand on Llama!Chris' neck and leads them toward the blanket covered hay bale.

[llamabitchyo.livejournal.com]

[The Lion Sleeps Tonight! ♥ ♥ ♥]

[Oh... should I go the more mind warping way just because I can? But it doesn't feel right without having done more research... Um.]

Justin's glad he lit the candles and took extra care picking out the quilt because it looks nice, it feels special. JC's so close, Justin can feel the music as well as hear it and sing it, and it's buzzing around him and through him, making that single glass of wine he had feel even more intoxicating. And the wool on Chris' neck. Now, that it's clean, it's so soft, he can't help touching it, tangling his fingers in it.

It reminds him of Chris' dreads. Not that he got to touch the dreads in a situation like this, but still... It hits him with a wave of remembered longing. He's loved Chris for so long, sometimes it feels like forever, and back then, back when Chris had the dreads, there'd been no chance for him. Chris wouldn't even look at him that way. He'd wanted so badly to grab hold of those dreads and kiss Chris. The memory of that helpless, hopeless desire wells up inside him.

When he and JC had discussed this--well, when JC had waxed poetical about it and Justin had tried not to run away with his hands over his ears because Chris was still there, even if he couldn't join the discussion, and he loved Chris--they'd decided that Justin topping would be best.

But now, he doesn't know. When he makes love to Chris like that, he always kisses him--kisses him a lot, so that it's as much kissing as fucking--so Chris knows that this is important, that this is about him and Justin together and not just Justin getting off. But, he can't kiss Llama!Chris. Not the right way, not passionately.

Maybe... He looks at the hay bale, thinks about spreading himself over it, maybe having JC prep him and then help Chris slip inside. And he blushes.

[turps33.livejournal.com]

Oh. OH! Justin loves Chris so much! &hearts &hearts &hearts &hearts

And dude. What a place to leave it!

"JC," Justin says, hesitant. "I think... It's just..." He looks at Llama!Chris and brushes a kiss against his nose then drops to his knees, pressing his face against Chris'. They both look up at JC, brown eyes and blue. "I know we planned this, and you did all that research, but it's so clinical, and I think, if you helped, I could take him."

Heat curls in JC's belly as he imagines Justin lying on the bale, knees bent, his legs spread, ankles pushed into the covered straw. It's not what they planned, but he's moving forward anyway, kneeling so he can wrap an arm around Chris' neck, leaning in so he can lick across Justin's mouth.

"I know you can," JC says, he turns and looks at Chris, because even if he is a llama he has a say. "Is this okay? You fucking Justin?"

Llama!Chris can't talk, but he can communicate and he rolls his eyes before butting Justin hard in the chest. Arms whirling, Justin falls back against the bale, any protest bitten off when Chris licks a long decisive strip between Justin's legs.

JC smiles, he couldn't have said it better himself.

[llamabitchyo.livejournal.com]

Justin's hips roll up and his eyes close, and JC never in a million years thought he'd see Justin open and abandoned like this. It's not even that sexual yet, Justin's still wearing jeans, and yet it is since half of sex is your head, and just the thought of Justin being willing to do this...

Mmm. JC can't help but press his own hips against Chris for a moment. He wonders what it would feel like skin to wool, thinks for half a second about buying a fleece for later, something to rub up on, or maybe, if this goes well and Justin and Chris want to play and share with him more often in the future, they could both fuck him against it. He'd like that, trapped between the different textures. Mmm, yeah... but he's got to help Chris and Justin now.

He scratches behind Chris' ear where he really liked it before and says, "Hey, hey, let me help."

He reaches for Justin's belt buckle, and Chris licks over his fingers for a moment.

"Yeah, Chris. Your boyfriend is so hot, isn't he? Like this? All sprawled and wanting? I'd find it hard to wait, too."

Chris huffs a bit, nudges insistently against his hand, then stretches his neck way out and nuzzles at the v where Justin's shirt is unbuttoned.

Justin gasps and says, "Chris, please." And JC quickly unbuckles the belt and eases open the top button of Justin's jeans.

[turps33.livejournal.com]

Justin presses into the touch, his back arced as JC unzips and pulls and Justin's jeans are around his ankles, crumpled denim bunched around his sneakers.

JC starts to untangle, but Justin pulls up his feet, lets his knees drop open, looks along the line of his body and says, desperate, "Please."

"Shush, we've time," JC says, and he runs his hand over Justin's belly, down to the crease of Justin's groin. He shifts slightly when Chris clicks close, so warm and solid as he huffs, warm air against JC's ear. Then Chris bends his head, graceful neck curved as he follows the trail of JC's fingers with his tongue.

Justin moans in response, spreads his legs even further at the combination of touch, whimpering when JC slides his hand low, barely brushing Justin's dick and over his balls, a feather light touch that's immediately followed by the wet swipe of Chris' tongue.

Cheek against Chris' wool, JC thinks Justin has never looked more beautiful , his head back and eyes closed as JC stills his hand, his heart thundering as Chris slides his tongue over Justin's ass, leaving a slick trail as he pushes his way inside.

[llamabitchyo.livejournal.com]

JC loves to be rimmed and he can just imagine how incredible it must feel. He can almost feel it, so hot and wet, teasing his ass like it's teasing Justin's. God.

He bites down hard on his lip, he needs to stay focussed so he can help them. He groans and presses his face into soft wool, and then edges his fingers back up, cupping Justin's balls for a moment.

Chris makes a some sort of yearning llama noise and JC opens his eyes again. He dips his fingers down, gets them slick with spit, then wraps them around Justin's cock.

Justin cries out as JC begins to jack him, he sounds almost broken and his hands are fisted so tightly in the quilt. He's so, so beautiful.

"That's it, J. Just feel that, isn't it awesome what Chris does for you? Feels... yeah. Feels so fucking good. Let yourself go."

Justin shakes his head from side to side, never opening his eyes.

"It's okay," JC says. "It isn't greedy. Do it for Chris, 'cause... he's got so much stamina now--"

Chris makes another strange llama noise.

"Oh, yeah, man. Didn't I tell you?" Chris doesn't answer, but he's busy, so that's okay. "Yeah, llamas have all sorts of stamina, man. So this is going to be so good, but better if Justin gets one off first."

"Chris..." Justin pants.

JC bends forward, trying not to bump noses with Chris. "It's okay," he tells Justin again, before licking the head of his cock."

[turps33.livejournal.com]

I keep going to comment and get distracted by rimming thoughts. Because, hmmmmmmm.

Also, I should be disturbed about how hot this is, but I'm so not.

Justin groans, the sound low, dirty, his fingers flexing as he reaches out and grabs the wool of Chris' neck.

Determined to make it good, JC takes Justin's cock into his mouth, sucking hard and wet as he looks up at Justin and Chris. The way their heads are together -- wool and hair, closed eyes and wide -- and JC relaxes his throat, taking in more, Justin's legs shaking in response.

Chris makes a sound, low and soothing, then he's licking again, long tongue pushing deep into Justin's ass and JC pulls off a little, needing to watch as Justin's free hand scrabbles against the quilt, his mouth open as he pants for breath.

It's a beautiful sight and JC pulls back completely, ignoring the protesting whine as he runs his hand along Justin's inner thigh, trailing across smooth skin until his fingertips are against the heat of Chris' tongue, against Justin, already slick, open as JC presses in. Justin fucking himself on fingers and tongue.

[llamabitchyo.livejournal.com]

No, no, it's no fair. Why is the mouth that was on his dick gone? He was so close--

"Oh my god, oh!"

Justin can't even think, suddenly everything is just perfect and twisting inside him just right, and he can't, he can't--

He comes, harder than he has in what seems like ages.

When he finally can think again, it's dark and he hears humming and Chris is licking his thigh, and oh, it's dark because his eyes were closed. He opens his eyes and there's JC and Chris, and oh, lord, he came on Chris' face. Chris doesn't look mad, though, he looks like the smuggest llama ever.

Justin can't help but smile at him and raise a still shaky hand towards him.

"Hey, baby, you still can fuck me totally stupid." He tries to wipe one of the spots off Chris' wool.

JC catches his hand.

"I'll do that, J, you just rest up for the second round." JC kisses him quickly, then licks his thumb and wipes at Chris' face. Then he nuzzles up to Chris and practically purrs, "Mmm, yeah, your turn next, man. It's going to be so hot."

Chris bumps noses with JC, then squirms a bit so he can look at Justin unobstructed. God, his eyes really are still the same. Justin sees lust in them, but also concern and Chris is the best boyfriend ever. He knows that Justin used to be jealous of his past history with JC and he knows that Justin should be freaking out because he's just be rimmed by a farmn animal, but it's not like that, not at all. Justin feels so loved and... hmm...

He checks and yeah, JC's definitely packing a boner.

"Chris," Justin says. "You wanna...? Like a sandwich? Have me and C both?"

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Because the Llama Way is romantic, right?