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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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"Sounds like a bad situation, Ash. Wanna explain how the hell it happened? 'Cos it just sounds like one of Mitchell's fanboy zombie apocalypse fantasies right now."
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She tilts her head consideringly. "tell me about the book, Ash."
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She pulled off her shoes, then stretched out one leg and pressed her foot against Ash's leg; not hard, but enough for a steady pressure.
"Something tells me this book didn't exactly lead y'all to a day full of hugs and puppies."
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He held up his metal hand. "And then it tried to take over me. Well... it succeeded, to be honest. But at one point, it was just in my hand."
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"Rough." She sighed, then inclined her head towards his metal hand and shrugged. "Ain't fair on the whole, babe, but you made it. Nothin' more you can do than that, at the end a' the day."
She picked at one of her cuticles, then said quietly, "I left the guy I loved in a whole 'nother galaxy, and he died without me there." She brought the hand up to her mouth, chewed at the cuticle, then hissed softly as the skin broke and blood welled to the surface. "I was off world when they brought him back; didn't even get to go to his funeral, meet his family." Another contemplative bite at the cuticle, then, "Life just ain't fair, hmm?"
And Jesus, either she's been bottling more'n usual or there's something in the air here that encourages sharing.
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He punched her lightly on the arm. "What's that guy's name, huh?"
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She sighed. "Carson Beckett. He was the CMO on Atlantis." She laughed softly. "God, he'd fuckin' flip over this place. Man could barely wrap his mind around the regular SGC bullshit and he'd been in the project for a fuck of a long time; traveling off world without a wormhole prob'ly would've sent him into conniptions."
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She rolled her eyes at Ash's reach-and-grab, but didn't comment; instead, she stretched out both legs and put them in Ash's lap and raised an eyebrow, message clear: Your turn.
It was like a game of chicken with less bodily harm and more naughty touching, and Cadman had always won at chicken, from the schoolyard up to the Corps; she didn't intend to break that tradition now.
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Small talk was good. Small talk meant he wasn't just feeling her up... yet.
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She shrugged. "I got that short term job gardening, but when that ends... who knows? I put out a few feelers, so we'll see what happens."
Cadman raised an eyebrow slightly when Ash 'casually' dropped the arm not already laying across her shoulders to rest on her knee- Jesus Christ, it was high school all over again, except this time, she knew what she was doing- but didn't say anything.
"What about you? You long you been working at the bakery?" She snagged one of the cupcakes and dragged her fingertip through the icing, then slipped it into her mouth and sucked it clean- admittedly, not subtle in any way, shape, or form, but if Ash could do the high school stretch and hold, she could pull the classic 'guess what this finger is standing in for' move embraced by many a person before her- then moaned happily and asked, "And more importantly, how can I get a steady supply of these fantastic cupcakes?"
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