salixbabylon (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
salixbabylon) wrote2007-02-10 10:45 am
salixbabylon) wrote2007-02-10 10:45 am
birthday ficlet
(a day late - my apologies!)
Title: What Do Cowboys Think About?
Pairing: Sean/Karl
Rating: PG-13
Archiving: Please ask.
Disclaimer: No offense meant to the real actor people.
Summary: In honor of![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
rifleman_s's birthday!
Being a cowboy seemed incredibly boring, Sean thought, looking out at a heard of grazing cattle and trying to look deep while the cameras were rolling.
What would he think about, day after bloody day, if this were his real life? The health of the individual cows? The storm clouds and what they might bring? A rough past life he was using the ranch and the hard work to escape?
No.
If he, Sean, were really a cowboy, he'd be thinking about sex. He'd be thinking about the warm body in his bed at night once the cattle were settled into the barn, the horses put to bed, and some hot food had made it into his belly.
He'd be thinking about blue eyes that sparkled with mischief, a strong body that would wrestle back with his: over, under, inside, and outside his skin. He'd be thinking about fucking and being fucked.
Sucking and being sucked.
Licked.
Allllll over...
Sean adjusted his stance, glad for the bulky leather coat that would hide any tightening in his scruffy jeans from the camera.
Thinking about Karl's lips would have made all the tedium of really being a cowboy worth it.
Title: What Do Cowboys Think About?
Pairing: Sean/Karl
Rating: PG-13
Archiving: Please ask.
Disclaimer: No offense meant to the real actor people.
Summary: In honor of
rifleman_s's birthday!Being a cowboy seemed incredibly boring, Sean thought, looking out at a heard of grazing cattle and trying to look deep while the cameras were rolling.
What would he think about, day after bloody day, if this were his real life? The health of the individual cows? The storm clouds and what they might bring? A rough past life he was using the ranch and the hard work to escape?
No.
If he, Sean, were really a cowboy, he'd be thinking about sex. He'd be thinking about the warm body in his bed at night once the cattle were settled into the barn, the horses put to bed, and some hot food had made it into his belly.
He'd be thinking about blue eyes that sparkled with mischief, a strong body that would wrestle back with his: over, under, inside, and outside his skin. He'd be thinking about fucking and being fucked.
Sucking and being sucked.
Licked.
Allllll over...
Sean adjusted his stance, glad for the bulky leather coat that would hide any tightening in his scruffy jeans from the camera.
Thinking about Karl's lips would have made all the tedium of really being a cowboy worth it.
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Oh I love it . . . thank you so much. (And I'm so grateful you managed it despite being ill!).
You're a star!!
*hugs tight*
THANK YOU!!!
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And I'm very glad you had such a nice birthday!