Fic: Ache. Rimmer/Lister implications. R.

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This is a direct followup to kahvi's Blue. R stands for Really gratuitously detailed wank. Spoilers for Holoship and Legion.

What was wrong with him?

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[kahvi.livejournal.com]

Aaah, there you go with the details - you're so good with them! Seeing the results of their punch-up in such glorious technicolor... Ooooh!

Hehehe... I think it's my turn to go *blush* now... This was... Yeah. *hums*

"kerfuffle" is one of my favorite words.

a drooping half-moon of deceased keratin
OK, this turned even ME off! :p

saliva and curry squishing out between his teeth for the disgust of all
This I don't mind though. *shrugs* Hehehe...

after all, when all you can touch is yourself, your entertainment options are somewhat limited
*snigger*

Rimmer came in what was, even for him, record time
*is impressed*

looking at the door with no small amount of dread.
*coughs, shakes head* Have you any idea how excited you got've gotten Lister? He's jumping up and down inside my head now. There's no calming him down!

Phew! *fans self* Lovely. Lovely.

[roadstergal.livejournal.com]

Thankee, madame! If I got you at all hot and bothered, it's only fair after what Blue did to me. :)

You know, that 'next morning' scene in Legion... Rimmer hurries in, looking decidedly uncomfortable, not looking at Lister in a way that smacks to me of Not Looking At Lister. And I can't help it! All I can think is that he's trying to telepathically communicate "deargodpleasedon'ttellthemthatwewereshagginglikerabbitslastnight..."

Heh, masochism delight. Lyrics reprinted below.

I thought it was high time I looked a little bit more closely at just how gross it would be to have Lister as a roommate - and how telling it is that Rimmer falls in love/lust nonetheless!

*is impressed*

Yeah, well, it's all your fault! :)

Have you any idea how excited you got've gotten Lister?

No! No! Tell me! :D


I ache for the touch of your lips, dear,
But much more for the touch of your whips, dear.
You can raise welts
Like nobody else,
As we dance to the masochism tango...

Your eyes cast a spell that bewitches.
The last time I needed twenty stitches
To sew up the gash
That you made with your lash,
As we danced to the masochism tango.
Bash in my brain,
And make me scream with pain,
Then kick me once again,
And say we’ll never part...

Take your cigarette from its holder,
And burn your initials in my shoulder.
Fracture my spine,
And swear that you’re mine,
As we dance to the masochism tango.

-Tom Lehrer

[kahvi.livejournal.com]

*giggles* I love that song. ;)

No! No! Tell me! :D
I might just need to. I might just, at that...

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Let me know if you want. *whistles*