[commentfic] a momentary distraction [lfn]
Sep. 9th, 2006 06:59 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bantha_fodderI wrote this really quickly yesterday, in ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
meyerlemon's anonymous guilty fic desires meme. I know it's supposed to be anonymous, but I personally believe this kink is not the sort that one needs to be ashamed of.
What the anonymous person wanted was "Operations and Madeline in that weird sexual harassment kind of relationship," referring to the relationship they pretended to have in Three-Eyed Turtle, but they wanted it for real. And OMG, the idea of Operations and Madeline having some sort of weird, semi-consensual sexual relationship as they rule Section ALKEFJLAKDSJFLAKJSDF.
This is not very good, but LFN HELLO.
A Momentary Distraction, by Pen.
LFN, Operations and Madeline.
He calls her from the Tower. "Madeline," he says, his voice low. "I need your assistance."
"Yes, of course," she says. "I'll be right there." She dismisses Adelaide with a harsh word and a soft hand; the girl is good, but requires more work, and the time she takes out of her day to coddle Paul is tiresome.
She is stopped twice along her journey. Lorne asks her advice on a small matter, and Michael stops her with a look and pursed lips. "Will you be available later?" he asks. "I had hoped for your advice regarding one of the new recruits."
"I will call you when I'm done," she says with a smile. Michael does not smile back.
"Have a good evening," he says, and over his shoulder, she meets Nikita's glare.
Children, she thinks, and keeps on walking.
She pauses by the door. "Paul," she says, and he looks up from his computer.
"Come look at these figures," he says, and swivels his screen around. As she reads, he stands.
"I am familiar with these numbers," she says.
"I know," he says. "Care to explain them?"
He rests a hand on her waist, and with the other, he closes the curtain.
She designs tortures in her head as he kisses her, and makes a mental note to talk to Nikita about dancing lessons.
It's tiresome, but it's a moment to think, and she takes them where she can.
He slides her shirt over her head.
At least it's quiet.
If you're interested, the original comment can be found here.
meyerlemon's anonymous guilty fic desires meme. I know it's supposed to be anonymous, but I personally believe this kink is not the sort that one needs to be ashamed of.What the anonymous person wanted was "Operations and Madeline in that weird sexual harassment kind of relationship," referring to the relationship they pretended to have in Three-Eyed Turtle, but they wanted it for real. And OMG, the idea of Operations and Madeline having some sort of weird, semi-consensual sexual relationship as they rule Section ALKEFJLAKDSJFLAKJSDF.
This is not very good, but LFN HELLO.
A Momentary Distraction, by Pen.
LFN, Operations and Madeline.
He calls her from the Tower. "Madeline," he says, his voice low. "I need your assistance."
"Yes, of course," she says. "I'll be right there." She dismisses Adelaide with a harsh word and a soft hand; the girl is good, but requires more work, and the time she takes out of her day to coddle Paul is tiresome.
She is stopped twice along her journey. Lorne asks her advice on a small matter, and Michael stops her with a look and pursed lips. "Will you be available later?" he asks. "I had hoped for your advice regarding one of the new recruits."
"I will call you when I'm done," she says with a smile. Michael does not smile back.
"Have a good evening," he says, and over his shoulder, she meets Nikita's glare.
Children, she thinks, and keeps on walking.
She pauses by the door. "Paul," she says, and he looks up from his computer.
"Come look at these figures," he says, and swivels his screen around. As she reads, he stands.
"I am familiar with these numbers," she says.
"I know," he says. "Care to explain them?"
He rests a hand on her waist, and with the other, he closes the curtain.
She designs tortures in her head as he kisses her, and makes a mental note to talk to Nikita about dancing lessons.
It's tiresome, but it's a moment to think, and she takes them where she can.
He slides her shirt over her head.
At least it's quiet.
If you're interested, the original comment can be found here.
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Date: 2006-09-09 01:46 pm (UTC)Oh, YES. This is so not not-good I want to name it George and call it miiiiinnnneee.
(Also, want to watch this show again. Helloooo, Netflix...)
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Date: 2006-09-09 02:11 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2006-09-09 03:34 pm (UTC)She designs tortures in her head as he kisses her, and makes a mental note to talk to Nikita about dancing lessons.
Oh, wow, creepy.
Great ficlet.
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Date: 2006-09-10 12:51 am (UTC)Thanks, Pen, for the lovely stroll past the white room.
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