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Jan. 23rd, 2007 10:19 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
exsequarI am tired and cranky and achey (because my legs ache when I'm tired) and hating this dumbass physics homework that I was more than capable of doing four years ago and mad that the site I was downloading SGA from is GONE and really not happy with the idea of class at 8 AM and I still have more homework after this and I just.. ugh. Not a good night.
If someone could make me smile, even for just a minute, I would be most grateful! (PS no I havent seen either Vmars or Heroes - please don't spoil me, in case you were randomly going to. Dont worry, Tivo has them - I will watch at some point.)
I want to be watching RODNEY do awesomesauce alien physics, not doing stupid velocity and acceleration problems *stabs homework*
If someone could make me smile, even for just a minute, I would be most grateful! (PS no I havent seen either Vmars or Heroes - please don't spoil me, in case you were randomly going to. Dont worry, Tivo has them - I will watch at some point.)
I want to be watching RODNEY do awesomesauce alien physics, not doing stupid velocity and acceleration problems *stabs homework*
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Date: 2007-01-24 04:30 am (UTC)~*~
“Oh my god, I hate this class.” Sam put his head in his hands, ignoring for the moment the textbook and notebook open on his bed. He threw his pencil across the room, narrowly missing his brother as he entered the room.
“Fuck, Sam! Nearly put my eye out, dude.” Dean glared at the pencil where it landed and walked over to the bed. He had a can of beer in one hand and a bag of half-eaten Doritos in the other. He crunched noisily as he sat on the edge, forcing Sam to lift his head and scoot over. Dean wriggled up until he was sitting against the headboard. He took a long swallow of beer as Sam craned his head around to stare at his older brother.
“Can I help you?” Sam glared pointedly at Dean, and then at Dean’s empty bed across the room.
“What?” Dean dug into the bag of chips again, kicking his boots off onto the carpet with a pair of clunks.
“Something wrong with your bed?”
Dean wrinkled his nose. “Yeah, totally. Need to wash the sheets. Your bed’s cleaner.” He leaned forward, frowning. “What’re you doing, anyway?”
“It’s called homework, dumbass. Heard of it?”
“Damn, what crawled up your ass and died?” Dean finished the can, dropping off the side of the bed, making Sam roll his eyes.
He exhaled hard, slamming the book closed. “Sorry. It’s just physics. I hate this class, for real.”
“Hard, huh?” Dean relaxed, hand resting idly low on his belly.
Sam turned slowly, deciding whether or not he imagined the implication in that statement. It’s not like Dean was renowned for his subtlety, so it seemed likely enough that he was not imagining it.
“No, not really. Not that hard. I...like the challenge.” And Sam was so not talking about physics anymore.
“Bet you do.” Dean’s fingers were sliding just under the waistband of his jeans now, sliding back and forth across tight skin. He arched one eyebrow as Sam moved closer, lanky legs covering the distance quickly.
“Studying Newton’s second law of motion, actually.” Sam’s hand joined Dean’s fingers, coasting over skin and denim, feeling Dean pulse up into him. He was straddling Dean’s hips now, watching Dean’s eyes fill with lust.
“Does it have something to with going zero to 60 in five seconds flat, Sammy? ‘Cause I think you’ve got that one down pat.”
Head shaking, Sam was busily undoing Dean’s jeans, sliding the button free, the zipper down quickly. “Where’s Dad?”
“Out. For the night, probably.”
“Good.” Sam’s mouth crushed into Dean’s as his fingers finally found his target. “The second law states that the rate of change of momentum of a body is proportional to the resultant force acting on the body...” Sam’s hand slid down and around Dean’s cock, curling and pulling.
“I don’t know what the fuck you are on about, Sam.”
“I’m explaining acceleration to you, dude. You came in, I sped up. Got it?”
“I’m the force and you’re the body.” Dean lifted his chin, leered down at Sam.
“Close enough.” Sam’s mouth closed on Dean’s neck, open-mouthed and wet.
“Well, I’m better at physics than I thought.” His voice was deep, laced with cockiness that Sam never, ever failed to react to.
Sam laughed, bit into Dean’s ear, speeding up the slip-slide of fist over cock. “Shut up and fuck me, Einstein.”
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Date: 2007-01-24 04:40 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-01-24 04:45 am (UTC)Glad you liked it, baby! :D
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Date: 2007-01-24 04:42 am (UTC)Nicely done.
I never thought I'd ever see physics!porn.
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Date: 2007-01-24 04:47 am (UTC)