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sparklebutchTitle: Domestic Abuse
Fandom: Highlander
Pairing: Duncan/Other
Disclaimer: *facepalm*
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calime33.
Duncan MacLeod has a sexual vibe with just about anything; ask anyone. The women lust after him, the men lust after him, the occasional sheep bleats seductively in his general direction. Household appliances, such as spatulas and turkey basters, arch in his grip, and grilled steaks sizzle when he handles them masterfully.
Today, it's the vacuum cleaner's turn.
Duncan eyes it, its elongated snout, its small wheels. The cleaner eyes Duncan back, promising, enticing. It couldn't have been more obvious if it had been licking a red lollipop. Adventurous by nature, Duncan investigates the newest attachment, and then slowly screws it on the end of the vacuum's long hose-like appendage. He bends down slowly, and clicks on the machine's button. Immediately, the cleaner emits a steady sound, a kind of purring, growling, a sound that rolls over Duncan like a bewitching tune. It's also great to hide his moans from the neighbours. He sits down on the carpet, and aims.
Some time later, at the Hall of Duncan...
"I was just.... testing something." Duncan's face is red. Methos can't see, but he's willing to bet that's not the only part of Duncan that's red.
He surveys the damages. "You have rug burns, and a vacuum attachment.... attached."
"The rug burns are already fading." Duncan sulks. And avoids eye-contact. "And the attachment will... probably.... fall off, when I'm less... interested."
"Why are you still interested?" Methos, curious, touches the hose. It wobbles. Duncan winces.
"He's a very nice vacuum cleaner!"
Fandom: Highlander
Pairing: Duncan/Other
Disclaimer: *facepalm*
Note: for idea, please to be blaming
calime33.Duncan MacLeod has a sexual vibe with just about anything; ask anyone. The women lust after him, the men lust after him, the occasional sheep bleats seductively in his general direction. Household appliances, such as spatulas and turkey basters, arch in his grip, and grilled steaks sizzle when he handles them masterfully.
Today, it's the vacuum cleaner's turn.
Duncan eyes it, its elongated snout, its small wheels. The cleaner eyes Duncan back, promising, enticing. It couldn't have been more obvious if it had been licking a red lollipop. Adventurous by nature, Duncan investigates the newest attachment, and then slowly screws it on the end of the vacuum's long hose-like appendage. He bends down slowly, and clicks on the machine's button. Immediately, the cleaner emits a steady sound, a kind of purring, growling, a sound that rolls over Duncan like a bewitching tune. It's also great to hide his moans from the neighbours. He sits down on the carpet, and aims.
Some time later, at the Hall of Duncan...
"I was just.... testing something." Duncan's face is red. Methos can't see, but he's willing to bet that's not the only part of Duncan that's red.
He surveys the damages. "You have rug burns, and a vacuum attachment.... attached."
"The rug burns are already fading." Duncan sulks. And avoids eye-contact. "And the attachment will... probably.... fall off, when I'm less... interested."
"Why are you still interested?" Methos, curious, touches the hose. It wobbles. Duncan winces.
"He's a very nice vacuum cleaner!"
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Date: 2007-04-29 06:53 pm (UTC)...Thanks :) Love your icon, btw.
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Date: 2007-04-29 07:13 pm (UTC)I hope it's at least a Dyson.
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Date: 2007-05-03 08:12 am (UTC)grins and chortling
Date: 2007-05-06 02:57 am (UTC)Re: grins and chortling
Date: 2007-05-06 08:40 am (UTC)Glad you enjoyed, and glad you have such a... fitting icon.