Not the riding crop, yet

[wildestranger]

I'm afraid I'm somewhat behind on writing more Brendolina (okay, and I'm still a bit embarrassed by the name), and it's going to be a little bit longer till the next chapter gets posted. My thesis has not been going well, and my hands have not been doing well, and there's been, well, STUFF, and so, in short, I can haz no fic. I do, however, have a porny snippet, which I'm going to share with you as a sign of my guilt good will. This will take place in, um, chapter six. See, I totally have a plan. it will all make sense somehow. In the end. Maybe. Enjoy!



“I’ve told you this, Ryan has told you this, even Sir Peter has told you this! What must I do to make you understand? Do I have to put you over my knee and spank you like a naughty child?”

A little gasp escaped Brendon’s mouth. Only a quiet one, but Spencer was close, only a few inches away, and so he heard it. His hand was still around Brendon’s throat, not squeezing, but resting there, feeling the reverberations of every laborious breath. He could feel Brendon’s pulse beneath his fingers, the staccato beat growing faster every second.

He could also feel an unmistakeable hardness against his leg, intimate as their positions were.

Brendon began to blush. And, as Spencer watched, he swallowed, his throat moving under Spencer’s hand.

He should move back and give Brendon some time to compose himself. Pretend that this had never happened and that he had noticed nothing, that there had never been anything to notice.

Spencer cleared his throat.

“Walker, Ross, could you give us a few moments? Mr. Urie and I have some private matters to discuss.”

Comments

[skoosiepants.livejournal.com]

duuuuuude *sits on hands* I can't wait!

[wildestranger.livejournal.com]

Well, this will be in chapter six (I'm envisioning ten chapters all in all), so it will be a while. But there will be porn! One day! And probably an alternative take/extra GSF/riding crop kink at some point. ;)

[skoosiepants.livejournal.com]

seriously! seriously, this makes me so happy, even though we have to wait for it :) This is me! Willingly patient!

[stentoriansista.livejournal.com]

::bounces::
This has the tenor of one of those fic that make me want to offer the author, like, pudding and babies and things. ::waits patiently::

[wildestranger.livejournal.com]

I am receptive to offers of pudding. Babies only if they're well-cooked, though.

[greyandgrey.livejournal.com]

\o/ \o/ \o/ \o/ \o/ \o/

[wildestranger.livejournal.com]

:D

[emilyenrose.livejournal.com]

...oh.

Have I told you recently how MUCH I am looking forward to this fic?

[wildestranger.livejournal.com]

*winks*

I'm not sure what it says about me that this is the only part other than the first chapter that has been written.

[greyandgrey.livejournal.com]

That your priorities are well in order?

[spatz.livejournal.com]

Ngh. This fic is gonna be awesome.

[wildestranger.livejournal.com]

*beams*

[ellie-nor.livejournal.com]

W00t! ::rubs hands::

[wildestranger.livejournal.com]

Hehee. It will be a while, though, until I can get anything else posted.

[rufus.livejournal.com]

eeeeee!

*also happily patiently waiting*

*sends "feel better" vibes towards yr wrists*

[wildestranger.livejournal.com]

Thanks! And yes, some patience will be required, I'm afraid.

[harriet-vane.livejournal.com]

Ahaha, I am going to pester you about this -- this and the rest of the story, obviously -- FOREVER. Don't worry about how long it takes, I am willing to stick around! ♥

[wildestranger.livejournal.com]

Pester away, my dear! Your enabling is always welcome. I read some more Cotillion last night and started slashing Freddy and Camille (with Jack/Freddy as a side pairing).

Now I need to figure out how to write Dressing Up Brendon as something more than Spencer mocking Ryan's flowery scarves. There's a lot of that already. *ponders*

[harriet-vane.livejournal.com]

Dressing Up Brendon fills me with such delight you can't imagine. I am taking a moment off writing -- and I'm a scene and a half from the end, so that's a big deal -- to imagine it and sigh delightedly. I need an icon of that photoshoot they did where they're outside and makeup accidentally made him look like a china doll. That is totally how I picture Brendon in this story.

There has to be the part where Spencer notes how pretty Brendon is. And the part where they realize how hopelessly provincial Brendon is, and how he'll never survive the ball. I don't know, I'd throw some making out in there, too, but maybe that's just in my head.

[wildestranger.livejournal.com]

*wriggles a bit in anticipation of your fic*

I need an icon of that photoshoot they did where they're outside and makeup accidentally made him look like a china doll. That is totally how I picture Brendon in this story. This is an actual photoshoot? Have you links?

And yes, that sounds good - so far I've got Spencer having sarcastic thoughts about Ryan's scarves. But those are good ideas - will incorporate them somehow (and credit you, of course).

[harriet-vane.livejournal.com]

The one where... Have you seen the Mad as Rabbits video of footage from the documentary? When they did the outdoors stuff, where Spencer and Jon frolic, there's a shot of Brendon under a tree, and his cheeks are super pink, and I always think "China doll!" ...Does that make any sense? I don't think I have a picture.

Oh my god, I don't need credit for ideas; if you are ever stuck holler, and I will DELUGE you with random things that could happen. It's like my super power. ♥

[wildestranger.livejournal.com]

Oh yes, with the excessive lipstick and all? That would certainly work as Ryan's version of what Brendon should be. :)

if you are ever stuck holler, and I will DELUGE you with random things that could happen.

You might find yourself deluged with hollers now. :)

[harriet-vane.livejournal.com]

That's the one. I've always thought it looked like someone was playing dress-up with Brendon there, probably Ryan.

You might find yourself deluged with hollers now.

Dude, be careful. One time when Erin was writing the college freshman AU she said "I don't know what happens next," and I think I emailed her 65 lines of chat about what could happen next? I think she was a little overwhelmed. Um. I much prefer planning OTHER people's stories.

[wildestranger.livejournal.com]

Oh, planning other people's stories is so much easier. I have so many thoughts on how various fics might go, but none on my own. And okay, these thoughts really go beyond "there should be angsty sex" or "there should be h/c cuddling", but still. My thoughts, let me show you them. :)