White Collar Ficlet - No Unconditional Surrender

Title: No Unconditional Surrender
Author: elrhiarhodan
Fandom: White Collar
Rating: NC-17
Characters/Pairings: Peter Burke, Neal Caffrey, Peter/Neal
Spoilers: None
Warnings/Enticements/Triggers: PWP, frotting, biting, obscene circus ponies and other massive erections in less than five hundred words.
Word Count: ~450
Summary: Neal is not the only one with impulse control issues these days.

__________________

(  Peter couldn't wait  )

White Collar Ficlet - No Unconditional Surrender

Title: No Unconditional Surrender
Author: elrhiarhodan
Fandom: White Collar
Rating: NC-17
Characters/Pairings: Peter Burke, Neal Caffrey, Peter/Neal
Spoilers: None
Warnings/Enticements/Triggers: PWP, frotting, biting, obscene circus ponies and other massive erections in less than five hundred words.
Word Count: ~450
Summary: Neal is not the only one with impulse control issues these days.

__________________

(  Peter couldn't wait  )

The Sea Air. And a Meme

So, I stepped out to get some lunch today and was greated by the scents of autumn.

And the ocean.

I suppose that sounds a little strange - I live and work on Long Island, and relatively speaking, I'm never all that far from large bodies of water (Long Island Sound, the Great South Bay, the Atlantic Ocean). And yet, as close as they are, I rarely perceive their presence unless I'm right on top of them. But today was a little different. There's a strong south easterly wind blowing up, and my office is, as the crow flies, about seven miles from the Great South Bay. The air was scented with pine and decaying leaves and the clean, briney smell of the ocean. It was lovely. I wish I could bottle it.

And now, a meme:

Ask me a question about one of my fanfics. It can be absolutely anything in any fic and I will tell you the honest-to-gods answer (even on the progress of WIP and certain serially published fics). Don’t hold back. Whatever you ask, I'll answer truthfully. You can also ask about my writing as a whole, if you like.

Frequent flyers know how much I love these types of memes. You don't even have to promise to play on your own LJ for this one (but it would be fun if you did).  Ganked from the lovely canaana.

And now, a bonus DeKay and Bomer.

The Sea Air. And a Meme

So, I stepped out to get some lunch today and was greated by the scents of autumn.

And the ocean.

I suppose that sounds a little strange - I live and work on Long Island, and relatively speaking, I'm never all that far from large bodies of water (Long Island Sound, the Great South Bay, the Atlantic Ocean). And yet, as close as they are, I rarely perceive their presence unless I'm right on top of them. But today was a little different. There's a strong south easterly wind blowing up, and my office is, as the crow flies, about seven miles from the Great South Bay. The air was scented with pine and decaying leaves and the clean, briney smell of the ocean. It was lovely. I wish I could bottle it.

And now, a meme:

Ask me a question about one of my fanfics. It can be absolutely anything in any fic and I will tell you the honest-to-gods answer (even on the progress of WIP and certain serially published fics). Don’t hold back. Whatever you ask, I'll answer truthfully. You can also ask about my writing as a whole, if you like.

Frequent flyers know how much I love these types of memes. You don't even have to promise to play on your own LJ for this one (but it would be fun if you did).  Ganked from the lovely canaana.

And now, a bonus DeKay and Bomer.