He is so very, very sexy. Especially in this pic. It's like he thought to himself: "what would przed find totally hot? Me, with longer hair, in a flight suit, standing in front of a Spitfire? That'll do." If he also had a beard here I would just die. (Yeah, I'm weird like that.)
The longer Mart's hair is, the better, as far as I'm concerned. Chauvelin is enough to send me into outer space, even though I know damn well it's a wig or at least extensions.
And hey, a Spitfire -- the most perfect machine ever made, amirite?
We're a good pair, then. I only realized this morning how rude "ride" is if you're a Brit. *g*
Crossover/priests with sex lives are totally my cuppa. I've just been so swamped that it's been weeks since I've had a chance to read much of anything online. Or offline, for that matter.
Well, in England it's all about the context... although I still feel sorry for my lovely mate from Ohio who told my dear old college friend that he had a lovely fanny. Things were heating up nicely for them until that point. *g*
Don't you love the 'nets? I mean, how often in RL would you get to type Crossover/priests with sex lives are totally my cuppa? *g*
Once you've written confessional box sex, turned Gene Hunt into a woman for a few days and given a car a very active sex life along with resulting offspring you just accept that mates will not necessarily want to read everything you write. After all, most of my friends are (relatively)sane.
Confessional box sex!? You've written confessional box sex? Man, I hope I can squeak in a little bit of reading time tonight, 'cause I totally have to read that.
Actually, I wrote confessional box sex a year ago for Smirra's birthday... 'cos, y'know, nothing quite says "happy birthday" in the same way confessional box sex does. Erm... yeah.
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"Wanna ride on...the stick?"
YES!
(Thanks!)
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You're welcome!
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And hey, a Spitfire -- the most perfect machine ever made, amirite?
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Oh, and the Spitfire's right up there, though I marginally prefer the Corsair. (It's not British, but it's beautiful.)
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I too, have a thing for the beardy MS... which is odd, as usually beards are not my thing.
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This is how slow my brain is moving today, it only just made the "other meaning of beard" joke to me. *is veeeery slow*
No problem, I just assume crossovers/priest with sex lives are not everyone's cuppa. Strange that... *whistles*
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Crossover/priests with sex lives are totally my cuppa. I've just been so swamped that it's been weeks since I've had a chance to read much of anything online. Or offline, for that matter.
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Well, in England it's all about the context... although I still feel sorry for my lovely mate from Ohio who told my dear old college friend that he had a lovely fanny. Things were heating up nicely for them until that point. *g*
Don't you love the 'nets? I mean, how often in RL would you get to type Crossover/priests with sex lives are totally my cuppa? *g*
Once you've written confessional box sex, turned Gene Hunt into a woman for a few days and given a car a very active sex life along with resulting offspring you just accept that mates will not necessarily want to read everything you write. After all, most of my friends are (relatively)sane.
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Actually, I wrote confessional box sex a year ago for Smirra's birthday... 'cos, y'know, nothing quite says "happy birthday" in the same way confessional box sex does. Erm... yeah.
It's actually Bodie/Doyle, "original flavour," and it's here, True Confessions (http://draycevixen.livejournal.com/197625.html).