Tuesday: Texts From Last Night

[morlockiness.livejournal.com]

Happy Tuesday, everyone. morlockiness back for another day of prompting and writing.

Today's theme is Texts From Last Night. Fret not, for the prompts don't have to be taken from that site (they can be texts of your own creation, a scenario where a text would be appropriate, etc), but wouldn't it be more fun if they were? Plenty of opportunity for allowing our favorite characters to party, toke up, complete a walk of shame, and let their friends know in a succinct message.

As always, keep the rules in mind:
+ No more than 5 prompts in a row, and no more than 3 prompts per fandom. If someone answers a prompt, you can prompt again.
+No spoilers in your prompts for at least 1 week after original air/publication date. If there are spoilers in your story, please warn in bold and leave at least 3 spaces.
+For the sake of your monkeys, please format your prompts correctly. For example:

Skins, Sid/Tony, "easter eggs filled with ecstasy. it's what jesus would do."

Crossovers:

Heroes/Star Trek XI, Claire/McCoy, "It's a shame that I don't know his last name. Actually, it's an ever bigger shame that I don't know his first name"

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Comments

[alba17.livejournal.com]

Merlin RPS, Bradley/Colin, This is random, but did i give u a handjob in the middle of the night or was that a dream? (http://www.textsfromlastnight.com/Text-Replies-16539.html)

[danse-amore.livejournal.com]

This is random, but did i give u a handjob in the middle of the night or was that a dream?

Colin stares down at his phone, cheeks flushed brilliant red, glad he was alone in his room and everyone else was out having a drink. Or maybe he wasn't, because apparently that led to Bradley sending him things like this.

are you drunk he sends, and settles back into his chair, one hand pushing back his hair, and tries to fathom the fact that Bradley James has been having erotic dreams about him, because he doesn't remember getting a handjob last night, and with his current fascination with Bradley's hands he definitely would have.

maybe. answer the question

definitely a dream, mate he sends quickly, and waits, leg jiggling up and down, for the reply.

shit this is awkward is all it says, and Colin laughs a little but also kind of wants to kill him, because he can almost see Bradley, eyes wide as he shrugged, like, oops, I'm having gay erotic dreams about my gay best friend who has gay erotic thoughts about me every day, oh well, life goes on.

wouldnt it be more awkward if you actually had?

depends, did u enjoy it

Colin goes bug-eyed and doesn't answer for a long moment. Finally he taps out, youre definitely drunk and closes his phone, halfway hoping Bradley leaves it at that.

colin is all the next text says, and Colin flushes. Bradley shouldn't be able to sound so chiding or manly or - attractive over text, it just wasn't fair. Especially because he really wasn't most of those things, he was a dork and an idiot, and yes, attractive, but still.

He tries ignoring it, but within another two minutes a second text comes in. colin morgan, answer my question

it didnt happen, i couldnt have enjoyed it he said finally, and knew as soon as he sent it that that wasn't at ALL the deflection he was hoping for, because -

does that mean if it had you wouldve? Bradley asks immediately, and this time Colin does start ignoring his phone, leaving it sitting on his desk to buzz itself into oblivion while he curled up miserably in bed and tried not to think about how he'd just admitted to his best friend that he lusted after him.

There's a knock on his door and against his better judgment he gets up to open it. Bradley's standing there, looking windblown and beautiful. "Does that mean if it had, you would have?" He asks, speech a little slow with alcohol, his eyes blown dark.

Colin swallows."Bradley, I -"

"Colin," Bradley says, and Colin had gotten it all wrong, it wasn't chiding or manly it was barely a breath of a name, whispered and longing, and he nods, jerkily, because there's nothing else he can do in the face of that.

Bradley advances, kicking the door shut behind him, and Colin doesn't move away. Bradley's hands come up to cup Colin's face and they're kissing, messy and sudden, and Colin breathes short and sharp through his nose because it's Bradley, he's kissing Bradley, and then Bradley sticks a hand down his pants.

Colin's eyes fly open. "Bradley!" he begins, and then Bradley's long, clever fingers wrap around his length and start stroking and the angle's a little awkward because Bradley doesn't do this to people other than himself often, obviously, but it's Bradley's hands and Colin can't do much but buck against him, embarrassing little moans escaping from his lips occasionally, and Bradley's breathing hard, too, his eyes devouring Colin's face and Colin slumps against him when he comes, lips loose against his collarbone.

Bradley wipes his hand on Colin's pants and lets out a shaky breath. "Better than the dream," he pronounces, matter-of-fact, and Colin laughs.

[alba17.livejournal.com]

*jumping up and down with glee!* You answered my prompt! This rarely happens. And it's excellent! Oh, I love it. Love this:
colin is all the next text says, and Colin flushes. Bradley shouldn't be able to sound so chiding or manly or - attractive over text, it just wasn't fair. Especially because he really wasn't most of those things, he was a dork and an idiot, and yes, attractive, but still.

Plus, all of it. *happy sigh*

When I saw the topic for the day, I knew I had to find one for Bradley/Colin.

[jemzamia.livejournal.com]

Love this so much!

[frakkin-addict.livejournal.com]

So hot and CUTE! I loved that. :D