Fic: Celebration. NC-17.

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The next fic in the Forwards arc. Links to previous fics at the top of this one. Spoilers for the book Backwards.

Yeh... want this?

Crit always good.

Comments

[kahvi.livejournal.com]

Here we go then:

Silk pajamas!

He thought about it for a moment, and assumed Blank And Condescending #6
You know, I'll bet money Chris have these named, numbered and written down somewhere.

about finding naked women in a variety of implausible places in the space of an otherwise normal day, and having bits of produce on hand just by happy chance.
Laugh-out-loud moment.

I'm sure I can rig up a catapult...
Not a trebuchet?

"Y'all righ'?"
*facebed* Oh, for feck's sake Dave, get a grip! You want a stern talking talking to in Norwegian?

all he could think to be annoyed about was the thought of who Lister might be thinking of
*sigh* I don't know, Arn. He was STARING at you. Didn't you notice? Why was that, you think?

no way in Jupiter's hurricane
I liked that.

the one who he could not stand to have despise him as much as the man did.
*hugs Arn* It's OK. I know him. It'll be OK.

And the sex... Whoah. Sex. Yes. *fans self* Intensely good! As is this story. :)

[roadstergal.livejournal.com]

You know, I'll bet money Chris have these named, numbered and written down somewhere.

I know! As someone mentioned, he's a bit... er... you know.


Not a trebuchet?

Lister was too drunk to build one.


I don't know, Arn. He was STARING at you. Didn't you notice? Why was that, you think?

Ach, it's Rimmer...


I liked that.

I originally wrote it as no way in the Great Red Spot, but it just read wrong. :p

*blush* Thankee, ma'am!

[kahvi.livejournal.com]

he's a bit... er... you know.
Goooooorrrrgeous? *ahem* Sorry, a little VIII-induced madness there.

And yeah, that sounds vaguely erotic, doesn't it? "Oooh, let me touch your red spot, baby..." Now that's planet sex!