Rarepair Drabble Tree

[laurenthemself]

If you haven't done the drabble tree thing before, someone posts a drabble (a 100-word ficlet) and then in comments people posts new drabbles, using a line from the previous drabble in their drabble.

By request, here is the base of a rarepair drabble tree -- so for this drabble tree, make your pairing something other than Lister/Rimmer.

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There was nothing like the chance to finally be alone. Starbug's cockpit was cramped but for the time being they didn't need him. Rimmer stretched out on the bunk, one command vanishing his clothes, another command calling in his favourite aid to self-gratification. The others were busy; he could really enjoy himself this time.

He was almost at the pinnacle of pleasure when Lister unexpectedly walked in. The Scouser's face was undeniably unimpressed as he took in all the details of the passionate scene.

'Can't you at least shut the door, man? That’s disgustin'.'

'Mr Flibble's very unfulfilled,' Rimmer grumped.

Comments

He was almost at the pinnacle of pleasure...

[tsukinobun.livejournal.com]

Walking in on Kryten vacuuming around his quarters with a groinal-attachment gave Rimmer uncomfortably naughty feelings. His mind replayed, not for the first time, the scene he’d walked in on years ago. Lister writhing and grinding from the floor up into a kneeling, tugging mechanoid. He shivered.
When Kryten began poking around his bedsheets with it, Rimmer was unfairly tempted.
“Kryten, something needs doing that you’ve quite overlooked…”
He was almost at the pinnacle of pleasure when Lister unexpectedly walked in. The electric sucking sound was loud in the stunned silence.
Lister grinned smugly, “Oh how the mighty have fallen.”

He'd caught them a dozen times since in their strange silent tableau, and each time said nothing.

[sadera992.livejournal.com]

Holly saw all that went on aboard Red Dwarf, though Rimmer and Lister did not know this. He'd caught them a dozen times since then in their strange silent tableau, and each time said nothing. It was not his place to judge them for their relationship. It reminded him of his past love.

The equivalent of the iMac for ship's computers really. A wonderfully attractive Jonathan Ive production designed to run ships. Cris. Of course, Cris got to run ships far more advanced than some hunk of JMC junk. He was out of Holly’s league. But Holly had loved him.

Holly saw all that went on aboard Red Dwarf, though Rimmer and Lister did not know this.

[tsukinobun.livejournal.com]

Holly saw all that went on aboard Red Dwarf, though Rimmer and Lister did not know this. Cat knew.

When Cat had first crawled out of the cargo decks, Holly had been the one to greet him. As a kitten, he’d grown up talking to the strange head on the wall. Holly, the listener. Holly, the supporter. To Cat, who knew no others besides his father and the old priest, Holly was his only friend.

And Cat knew that at night, Holly saw him touch himself; heard him yowl out the computer’s name. On those nights, Holly whispered, “Sweet dreams.”