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krisipanics linked to this Behind the Scenes footage from Na Na Na and it's all kinds of amazing! I am enthralled, you guys. Enthralled!There's so much to see. So many promo pictures that haven't been released. So much motorbike porn begging to be written!
Also,
mizubyte dropped 
While on the picture theme. That plaid shirt Mikey's wearing.
Not that I'm drawing conclusions about lucky Pete shirts or anything....
And seriously? How so hot, band? That's without the utter glee inducing footage of MCR playing Guitar Hero in Paris.
Also, someone tell me I don't need to pre order another copy of Danger Days just because it comes with a free bandanna. But it's only £15, and with free shipping. And I'm sure Corey would love his own copy of the album.
Final good thing. By keeping off twitter, for the first time in years I wasn't spoiled for the end of Project Runway. It felt good going in without knowing the actual winner.
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Date: 2010-10-29 02:31 pm (UTC)Though the lucky Pete shirt? EEEEEE.
You know, this is the week Mikey and Pete are supposed to hang. THEY MIGHT BE HANGING RIGHT NOW.
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Date: 2010-10-29 03:21 pm (UTC)He may be wearing his lucky Pete shirt right now! Or else, it may be hanging off the bottom of their hotel bed right now! Or even better, Pete may be wearing only the lucky Pete shirt while making Mikey bad hotel instant coffee as part of his wake up.
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Date: 2010-10-29 04:05 pm (UTC)Yes! Yesyesyes *droooooools*
And it's not buttoned. And Pete just strolls over with a mug of instant in each hand with the shirttails flapping loosely on either side of his bat heart tattoo. He kneels up on the bed next to Mikey, offering him one mug and Mikey sits up blearily, rubbing his eyes and scratching his fingers through his hair before he takes the mug. Then he actually focuses enough to see Pete's attire (or lack thereof) and he smiles wickedly over the rim of his mug before taking a sip.
"Were you getting dressed or undressed?" Mikey's gaze keeps drifting down over all the exposed skin between the loose fabric of the shirt Pete wears.
"Does it have to be one or the other?" Pete asks, shifting around on the bed until he's straddling Mikey over the sheets. "It's your lucky shirt. Maybe I'm keeping it lucky."
"What, like the luck needs recharge?" Mikey asks, sucking down more coffee and wiggling a little under Pete, like he's enjoying the weight pressing him into the mattress.
"Can't hurt." Pete grins, slipping his fingers back around Mikey's mug and tugging it out of Mikey's hand. He swallows Mikey's disappointed whine with a quick kiss and places both mugs on the bedside.
Hands now free, he slips them into Mikey's hair, which feels so different to what he's used to, the long strands fine and silky from bleaching, the short crisp hairs firm and ticklish on his palms. He tugs Mikey in for a kiss, kissing him properly, warm and firm, tasting coffee and faintly cigarettes.
Mikey opens up, tilting his head into it, his hands sliding up Pete's chest to grip at his shoulders through the soft fabric of the shirt. Pete growls in the back of his throat and rolls down on Mikey, grinding him through the rucked up covers until Mikey makes an impatient noise and pushes Pete off, shoving him onto his back and pinning him to the covers. Pete catches a glimpse of Mikey's predatory smile moments before Mikey ducks his head, mouth meeting skin, lips and tongue tracing down Pete's torso, following the hem of the shirt where it rests on Pete's chest, across his belly, down to his dick.
Pete chokes out a desperate noise as Mikey's mouth slides over him, sucking Pete into his mouth until he's achingly hard and groaning noisily.
"Fuck. Mikey." He pants. Mikey just hums around Pete's dick, moving his head and when Pete glances down he can see Mikey's eyes are squeezed shut, and he looks lost in it.
Pete fists his fingers into Mikey's hair and lets go, head tossing on the sheets as he pants out his appreciation, until he's shaking and coming and making way more noise than he should for a lazy afternoon in a hotel room.
He's still gasping when Mikey lets his spent dick slide from his mouth and leans up over Pete, licking his lips.
"Jesus. Mikey." Pete sputters, still pretty far from making sense.
"That should do it, right?" Mikey grins, his eyes squinting down at Pete.
Pete gasps in a breath, still floundering. "What?"
Mikey rolls his eyes like what he's saying should make perfect sense when it totally doesn't. Not that Pete is working on full brain power right now.
Mikey sighs and shakes his head. "Getting lucky in my lucky shirt's gotta count for something. I should get at least another five years out of it now."
Pete licks his lips, having trouble focusing on anything but Mikey's mouth. His lips are blood dark, swollen and wet. Pete gropes for something to say.
"You reckon a full five years from one blow job?"
Mikey chews his lip, looking thoughtful. "I don't know. I guess we can't be too careful."
Pete grins, his fingers already trailing up the skin of Mikey's sides.
"No, can't be too careful."
He leans up to take Mikey's mouth, and Mikey kisses him right back.
No point taking any chances.
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Date: 2010-10-29 04:19 pm (UTC)This is perfect! And damn hot and yes. To all of that. YES!
I love you. THANK YOU!
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Date: 2010-10-29 04:26 pm (UTC)Pete gasps in a breath, still floundering. "What?"
Mikey rolls his eyes like what he's saying should make perfect sense when it totally doesn't. Not that Pete is working on full brain power right now.
Favorite part. Loved this.
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Date: 2010-10-30 03:23 am (UTC)