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THE EDENSPHERE KINKMEME VI!

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Simon/Genius, in that order. Because clearly the only way to solve their tension is with hot dickings.

Bonus points for Qi voy. Especially if she comments about it to one or both of them afterward.

C-claiming this, will try not to fail.

Do you mind a double claim? This anon has some pure crack in mind.

...is it a butt crack?

More flailing crack than butt crack. ;D

Heh, I don't mind! More is better XD

Simon's weight pinned Genius to the rack of clean towels at his back as they kissed. Genius squirmed a little, frowning against Simon's lips, then settled; it was softer than the wall, though still kind of uncomfortable. That thought was driven out of his head as Simon's tongue licked his lips ever so lightly; he opened his mouth in a silent gasp, and the tongue slipped past the lips to run along his teeth. Peppermint... and oranges? Eww.

He pulled back, wiping at his lips.

"What?" Simon whispered. "Do I have garlic breath?" He breathed into his cupped palm, trying to sniff out what Genius was bothered by.

"We can't do this here, you know the boss-man is gonna dissect us alive if he finds us. Or maybe just turn us both into slugs for the rest of our natural lives, though the good news there is that in this place they won't be too long!" Genius rubbed his arms in a nervous gesture. He'd been getting a little louder with every word, and Simon made frantic hushing motions. Voice back to a whisper he continued, his voice taking on a gratingly whining tone. "I'm in a closet with a man, this is just the best day ever."

"You didn't want to have me over for fear of Derrick discovering us; I don't dare bring you to my place for fear of my sister seeing..." Simon cleared his throat uncomfortably.

Genius said, helpfully, "Us having man reactions while hugging. Manfully. And kissing. Also manfully."

Simon added, "And having sex, of course."

"Well, obviously." Genius blushed.

Simon moved a little closer in the dark, tugging Genius' hand. "We'd better hurry, if you don't want Lezard to find us..."

Genius moved closer as well. "Eating oranges after brushing your teeth is gross," he muttered, poking Simon's shoulder.

Simon ignored the poke. "If you're so bothered by it, you could always go kiss Fred."

Genius scowled. "Not you too. She's just a friend, jeez."

"Alright, alright. Now. Where were we...?"

As Simon moved in to resume the kiss, neither man noticed a small shadow-within-a-shadow hiding behind a stack of clean sheets. Qi watched with interest as her brother screwed Genius right on the floor, her eyes following every motion, her ears catching every stifled moan.

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The next day, Genius came home to find Qi sitting in his bed, playing with one of her little knitted things. She looked up and spoke before he could say anything. "Shh. No words, it's alright. You don't have to. Closet floors look very uncomfortable."

Genius blushed fire-engine red.

YESSSSSSSSS

Bra-vo and thank you!

*bows*

Glad you like it!

Not at all OOC Anon! Perfection! Omg I feel so honored!

Ironically when I read it, this macro came to mind:

Yay! So, so, so glad you like it &hearts

Lol, that face. XD

It had started out as a normal day (as normal as days ever start in the Sphere). The Wilderness had shifted to accommodate a village of thatched huts and one unfortunate soul had a run in with a poisonous frog or lizard of some sort. Personnel from medical had been called upon to resolve the matter and, in the end, Lezard had chosen Simon for his experience with hands on medicine and Genius for his ability to analyze chemical compounds.

Initially, Genius had whined about having to go down to the hot, sticky, techless environment that the Wilderness boasted. A combination of encouragement to test his new on-site analysis equipment and threats of being turned into a banana slug (yet again) managed to convince him to go down without too many more complaints.

Once they arrived at the third floor, the two began to set up shop in one of the small huts while two Adventurers volunteered to play paramedic and fetch their unfortunate poison victim.

"I am telling you, doctor-friend, there is no reason we had to come down here! Those Adventurer guys could have brought the guy up to Medical, no problem. Now we have to be all sweaty when we work." Genius shook out his hands and made a face, then slapped at his neck where a mosquito landed. "And bugs! Lots of bugs! We could get malaria."

"It will be fine, Genius." Simon said, fighting the urge to roll his eyes. He had become somewhat more accustomed to the man while treating him, but the lack of grace under pressure could still be wearing on one's patience. "Besides, the change in pressure that takes place in the elevator could be detrimental to how fast the poison passes through the blood stream. We had no choice but to take action."

"HE IS A MAN OF ACTION."

"Hey, you don't need to repeat yourself, I get it. Noble doctors, yeah yeah. But hey, how did you do that booming voice thing? That's a neat trick."

Simon tossed a bewildered look Genius's way. "You mean that was not you?"

"HE IS A MAN OF HONOR."

"Ahhh, that's a good one! You nearly got me." Genius said while wagging a finger. "Come on, 'fess up! You're some kind of ventriloquist, right? Who's related to the guy who does all those voice overs for movie trailers?"

"I promise you, Genius, that was not-"

"HE IS A MAN OF DUTY."

"...Okay, saying I do believe you on the principal that I don't think you can do two voices at once unless you have some sort of strange alien larynx you aren't telling me about. Then where is that coming from?!"

"HERE COMES DR. TAM!"

Simon began to look around the cabin, completely befuddled. "I cannot be certain, but it seems to know me."

"And he's here to deliver HOT. DICKINGS.

The color drained from Simon's face at that accusation. "...What?!"

"Ew! Didn't need to hear that! I hear enough of that sort of thing from Bell."

"TO GENIUS."

At first, Simon thought the high-pitched keening sound that he was hearing was an animal native to the jungle. It turned out that it was only Genius' initial sounds of protest.

"No! Nada, never, uh uh, are you kidding me?! I WOULD NEVER! I mean, no offense, Simon. You're an okay guy and a doctor and all and I'm sure you'll make some girl... or guy, very happy but I really can't--"

"Genius! Please." Simon pinched the bridge of his nose, willing both Genius and the disembodied voice to stop talking. It didn't wokr.

"PUMPING. THRUSTING. FISTING. DR. TAM DELIVERS!"

The look on Simon's face was pure horror. "I DO NOT!" He tried to convince himself that he was not losing his cool. The only reason he raised his voice was to be heard over Genius's constant chorus of "ew ew ew ew".

"HE'S THE RACIEST. THE DIRTIEST. THE NAUGHTIEST."

Absently, Simon's hand ran over his face, resting slightly over his mouth as he looked into space with a gobsmacked expression. "This must be what going mad feels like."

"See him in his next 5 star smut film DR. TAM HAMMERS GENIUS."

"Make it stop!" Genius wailed.

-----

By the time the Adventurers returned with the injured party they had been seeking out, they came back to a hut filled with equipment but devoid of life. A hastily scribbled note gave them precise instructions on exactly what they needed to do to create an antidote, with instructions to direct further questions over the journal.

"Well, how do you like that," one of the Adventurers grumbled. "Some doctors, leaving us high and dry.

"THAT'S HOW DR. TRAN ROLLS." a disembodied voice boomed from above them.

oh god

can't breathe, loling too hard

win win win

Pure win, omg, ilu so hard XD

I can now die a happy woman.

Thank you!

I'm ever so glad to oblige~

I THINK I LOVE YOU ANON! &hearts

♥

I hate to say it but I knew it already, Failsis. BUT THANKS FOR PROVING ME RIGHT!

PS This is why I never do anon on these things.

CASE IN POINT (http://hot4engines.livejournal.com/844.html?thread=31052#t31052).

Edited 2010-08-28 06:26 (UTC)

Somehow, I'm not surprised that you guessed.

It's because the players ship Kris/Kikos.

Kris of course has to top.

Damnit, KK, kinkmeme isn't the place to bring that up!

oops?

/puts in anon request

Edited 2010-08-28 06:40 (UTC)

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...I hope this wasn't too badly OOC, though some was inevitable

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...I ship it

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1/2 I apologize for this not at all serious prompt.

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Other promt-filler

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You saw nothing. >_>

edit the third

Eh, fuggit.

Did you see my freudian slip earlier? lol Failris

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Yeeees. I lol'd

i was like OH GOD

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that and Clerical tops Plot, always

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