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tampered2008-03-14 04:01 pm
Log; Completed.
When; Friday 3/14 Afternoon
Rating; Hard R
Characters; Ash Williams (
housewares_ash), Laura Cadman (
bohica_apu)
Summary; Ash bakes. Cadman wisecracks. Sex ensues.
Log;
Ash Williams really like his job at the bakery. He got to be a salesman, work with his hands, and be useful.
And he wasn't half bad at it all, either. He was adjusting to city life... okay. But the prospect of making good friends with a certain fiesty redhead made him smirk. He was crooning a bit of Elvis' "Blue Suede Shoes" to himself as he frosted some cupcakes.
Rating; Hard R
Characters; Ash Williams (
Summary; Ash bakes. Cadman wisecracks. Sex ensues.
Log;
Ash Williams really like his job at the bakery. He got to be a salesman, work with his hands, and be useful.
And he wasn't half bad at it all, either. He was adjusting to city life... okay. But the prospect of making good friends with a certain fiesty redhead made him smirk. He was crooning a bit of Elvis' "Blue Suede Shoes" to himself as he frosted some cupcakes.

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"Do you take requests? 'Cos if so, I've gotta ask for 'A Little Less Conversation' next."
She moved closer and stuck out her hand to shake. "Nice to finally meet you in the flesh, Ash."
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"What there is of it," he had to quip. "Nice meetin' you, Cadman."
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"Likewise, Ash."
She grinned and looked him up and down, adding just a touch of lascivious appreciation. "I don't know, doesn't seem to me like there's anything wrong with what you've got now, sugar."
She winked. "I always like a man who knows his way around the kitchen."
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"I guess it just depends on what you're in the mood for."
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Oh my God, were those cheese danishes? She straightened up and forgot flirting for the moment, distracted by the delicious pastry.
She grinned. "Danish. I'm in the mood for danish."
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"This, huh?"
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She grinned, and grabbed at the danish in his hand. "Hell yeah that, Ash. Gimme."
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Cadman took a large bite of the danish, then after swallowing and licking her fingers, she replied, "All over, really. Dad was a full bird colonel in the Marines; we moved a lot." She shrugs. "Momma was from Georgia, and we spent a lot of time there... s'pose you could say I'm from Georgia, when it comes down to it."
Another huge bite, followed by a noise that- if one were inclined to dirty minded thoughts- sounded pretty damn close to orgasmic. "Fucking hell, Ash, I don't know if this is the best cheese danish I've ever eaten or if I'm just really fucking hungry." A beat, then, "Maybe both."
She licked her fingers again. "What about you?"
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She finished off the last of the danish, and sucked her fingers clean of any stickiness, then sighed happily. "I am considering giving up on people and devoting my time to seducing baked goods. That was seriously amazing, Ash."
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She shrugged. "Yeah, why not?" She sighed deeply. "Okay, info dump time. Long story short: aliens exist, some are evil, most are annoying and/or cryptic, the SGC uses a thing called the Stargate to travel via wormhole to travel to other planets; Atlantis is real and I was stationed there for a while, but it's not an island; it's really a floating city located in the Pegasus galaxy." A beat. "And I don't know if the SGC exists in your universe, but I would not suggest discussing the possibility in public should you get home, because that's when you get shot and/or arrested."
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"Worked here since the day I arrived. Leeloo, she's the chick that runs the place. Helped me get settled and all that. She's a bit... spacey, but she's all right," Ash said. He leaned over a little. "You getting settle all right?"
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When Ash leaned closer, Cadman obligingly arched her back slightly and pulled back her shoulders; if Ash looked, he would have nice view of her cleavage.
"I'm doing all right. I'm using the spare room in someone else's apartment for now; at the end of the month, I'll either start helping with rent or find a place for myself." She grinned and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. "Depends on if anything better comes up, I suppose."
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The king of subtlety merely ducked his head close and said. "Give me some sugar, baby."
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She closed the gap between them and brought their lips together, starting the kiss slow; buildup is half of the battle. After a few moments, she pulled away, frowning. Ash was a damn good kisser, but a few more minutes at this angle and the only thing she would feel like kissing was an industrial size bottle of Advil for the crick in her neck. "Hold on a second here."
She pushed herself up to her knees and placed one on either side on his lap, then leaned in again. "Ah, here we go. Much better."
She pressed closer and brought her hand up to the nape of Ash's neck, then raked her nails lightly up his scalp, eventually threading her fingers through the hair at the back of his head. Her other hand rested on his shoulder, fingernails digging in slightly as the kiss grew less playful.
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He did his best to do much of his touching with his left hand. The right, after all, not only had a tendency to throw women off their game (being metal and all) but the whole fact he couldn't actually feel anything with it meant there wasn't much point to using it. So his right hand was the anchor, resting at the back of Cadman's neck. The left, however, was working its way down Cadman's side as he kissed her.
And hell, he could still taste a little bit of frosting. That was a bonus.
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She dropped a quick kiss on the left corner of his mouth, then pulled away fully. "Think it can still get better, though."
She grabbed the hem of her shirt and pulled it up and over her head, then tossed it of the floor next to the couch. "There, that's a start."
She grabbed Ash's hands- both of 'em, metal too; after all the SGC had thrown at her over the years, a metal hand was small potatos in a field of giant mutant evil potatoes, and besides, ain't no call in asking a man to touch you if you won't touch all of him- and placed them over her breasts. "And that's an even better one."
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She tilted her head, giving Ash better access to her neck, and toyed with the hem of his shirt, slipping her hands beneath it and raking her nails over the skin of his lower back just hard enough to avoid being ticklish, leaving faint red marks in their wake. "Mmm... you gonna reciprocate, baby mine, or am I gonna have to do it for you?"
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Yeah, he was still kind of a jackass.
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She moved a hand up to Ash's head and tugged firmly at his hair, pulling his mouth away from her neck; she shivered when air hit the moist skin, then kept a firm grip when Ash tried to move back.
"You want me to do the work, you gotta let me do it, babe."
She nipped sharply at Ash's lower lip, then pulled his shirt over his head; when it was off, she moved closer in, pressing their chests together and kissing Ash before he could say something that would probably require laughter or another smack upside the head.
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That definitely had to go.
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She laughed softly as Ash's hands crept towards the closure of her bra. "You gonna help me get naked, or are you waitin' for an engraved invitation, babe?"
She lowered her head and bit sharply at Ash's collarbone, sucking hard enough to leave a deep purple bruise.
"Will that do, or do I need to be more specific?"
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