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storypaint) wrote2009-07-24 12:34 pm
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Slick (Clow/Yuuko)
Title: Slick
Fandom: xxxHOLiC
Length: 752 words
Prompt:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
clampanonmeme: Clow, Yuuko, and Clow's slippery bathtub; The way we were: pre-canon fic for cliche_bingo
Pairing: Clow/Yuuko; some gen with the Mokona and Yue
Other: PG for sexual implications.
Excerpt: Yuuko did not giggle. Nor did she attempt to get out of the tub. She just looked at Clow, utterly exasperated. "Slippery, yes, but that doesn't matter when someone pushes you in," she said sweetly.
He insisted that it was absolutely not his fault in any way.
"Clow's bathtub is slippery!" Soel insisted, attempting to scale the edge and slipping back to bump into Larg. They both giggled.
Yuuko did not giggle. Nor did she attempt to get out of the tub. She just looked at Clow, utterly exasperated.
"Slippery, yes, but that doesn't matter when someone pushes you in," Yuuko said sweetly. Clow just smiled.
"What do you mean?" he asked.
"That could have hurt!" she said, scowling. She picked up a Mokona and set it in her lap, scrubbing behind its ears.
"Good thing I didn't push you in, then," he replied, tickling the other Mokona and managing to graze his fingers across her thigh under the water. "I would have to feel guilty."
She splashed him. Soel and Larg fell over in the three inches of water, laughing. They soon joined in the one-sided splashfight. By the time it died down, they were all soaked.
"Clow?"
Clow turned toward the door, blinking owlishly because of the water slicking off his glasses.
"Come take a bath with us, Yue!" the Mokona called.
"I think the tub is full," Yue returned sourly.
"If you could get some fresh towels, Yue, that would be appreciated," Clow said.
"Of course." The guardian strode away. When Clow turned back to the tub, Yuuko was getting to her feet, water flowing down her dress, soaking it close to her curves. He lifted an eyebrow appreciatively, meeting her eyes. She lifted her eyebrows in return, then looked down at the Mokona.
Clow laughed a little, deep in his throat, and reached down. A Mokona latched onto each arm. Yue reappeared with the towels, staying as far away from the four of them as possible.
"Why won't Yue play?" Larg asked, pouting.
"He doesn't like to get his hair wet," Clow explained, "like someone else we know."
Yuuko stepped out of the bath and stalked over to the towels, throwing one at Clow's face. He let it hit and slide. It hadn't dislodged his glasses or his grin.
"You're going to comb it out later," she told him. "I'm sure it's all tangled now."
"All right," Clow agreed easily, drying the Mokona on his left shoulder, and then the Mokona on his right. Yuuko picked them up and ruffled their fur. They laughed again.
"Can we go play?" Soel asked eagerly.
"Not in the garden. Try to stay clean for a while," Clow replied fondly. Clow and Yuuko watched them scamper down the hallway.
"They won't, you know," Yuuko said, though her voice held no irritation.
"Of course they won't. Cerberus is napping in the yard, and he's about to be ambushed by two little meatbuns. I have to give him a bath later, come to think of it."
"I'm not helping with that," Yuuko replied, making a face.
"If Watery will agree to sneaking up on him, I'll do the rest," he promised.
"Hardly worth drying off now," she said with a laugh.
"Is that an invitation?" He leered at her a little.
"You pushed me in!" she said, crossing her arms.
"You could push me in," he offered.
She grinned. "I was going to do that anyway. Does this door lock?"
"For the sake of this eventuality, yes," he replied, turning the taps back on and testing the water with a hand.
"Creepy know-it-all," she muttered, locking the door and sliding down the straps of her dress.
"I do my best," he replied cheerfully. He didn't even squeak when her foot met his behind and he catapulted forward into the tub. After a moment, he surfaced and tread water.
"And a show-off!" she growled.
"You didn't expect me to crack my head on the bottom, did you?" he asked, pretending to be hurt.
She made a grumbling noise and then stepped in herself, feeling the porcelain solid against her foot. It was to her great surprise, then, when she slipped and slid underwater. He grabbed her to steady her, pulling her head back above the water.
She smacked his shoulder and then fixed the depth of the tub to its proper dimensions.
"I did say it was slippery," he said, daring to sound apologetic.
She leaned forward and kissed him fiercely. "Shut up," she said. He kissed her back.
"You still have to comb my hair later," she continued in a breath between that kiss and the next.
"Of course," he replied, humming against her neck. "I wouldn't want to be called a liar."
"Tricky," she muttered, teeth grazing his neck, a damp hand trailing water down his back. This time he didn't answer, concentrating on the task at hand.
Somehow they managed to avoid further slipping, even in their enthusiasm.
Fandom: xxxHOLiC
Length: 752 words
Prompt:
clampanonmeme: Clow, Yuuko, and Clow's slippery bathtub; The way we were: pre-canon fic for cliche_bingoPairing: Clow/Yuuko; some gen with the Mokona and Yue
Other: PG for sexual implications.
Excerpt: Yuuko did not giggle. Nor did she attempt to get out of the tub. She just looked at Clow, utterly exasperated. "Slippery, yes, but that doesn't matter when someone pushes you in," she said sweetly.
He insisted that it was absolutely not his fault in any way.
"Clow's bathtub is slippery!" Soel insisted, attempting to scale the edge and slipping back to bump into Larg. They both giggled.
Yuuko did not giggle. Nor did she attempt to get out of the tub. She just looked at Clow, utterly exasperated.
"Slippery, yes, but that doesn't matter when someone pushes you in," Yuuko said sweetly. Clow just smiled.
"What do you mean?" he asked.
"That could have hurt!" she said, scowling. She picked up a Mokona and set it in her lap, scrubbing behind its ears.
"Good thing I didn't push you in, then," he replied, tickling the other Mokona and managing to graze his fingers across her thigh under the water. "I would have to feel guilty."
She splashed him. Soel and Larg fell over in the three inches of water, laughing. They soon joined in the one-sided splashfight. By the time it died down, they were all soaked.
"Clow?"
Clow turned toward the door, blinking owlishly because of the water slicking off his glasses.
"Come take a bath with us, Yue!" the Mokona called.
"I think the tub is full," Yue returned sourly.
"If you could get some fresh towels, Yue, that would be appreciated," Clow said.
"Of course." The guardian strode away. When Clow turned back to the tub, Yuuko was getting to her feet, water flowing down her dress, soaking it close to her curves. He lifted an eyebrow appreciatively, meeting her eyes. She lifted her eyebrows in return, then looked down at the Mokona.
Clow laughed a little, deep in his throat, and reached down. A Mokona latched onto each arm. Yue reappeared with the towels, staying as far away from the four of them as possible.
"Why won't Yue play?" Larg asked, pouting.
"He doesn't like to get his hair wet," Clow explained, "like someone else we know."
Yuuko stepped out of the bath and stalked over to the towels, throwing one at Clow's face. He let it hit and slide. It hadn't dislodged his glasses or his grin.
"You're going to comb it out later," she told him. "I'm sure it's all tangled now."
"All right," Clow agreed easily, drying the Mokona on his left shoulder, and then the Mokona on his right. Yuuko picked them up and ruffled their fur. They laughed again.
"Can we go play?" Soel asked eagerly.
"Not in the garden. Try to stay clean for a while," Clow replied fondly. Clow and Yuuko watched them scamper down the hallway.
"They won't, you know," Yuuko said, though her voice held no irritation.
"Of course they won't. Cerberus is napping in the yard, and he's about to be ambushed by two little meatbuns. I have to give him a bath later, come to think of it."
"I'm not helping with that," Yuuko replied, making a face.
"If Watery will agree to sneaking up on him, I'll do the rest," he promised.
"Hardly worth drying off now," she said with a laugh.
"Is that an invitation?" He leered at her a little.
"You pushed me in!" she said, crossing her arms.
"You could push me in," he offered.
She grinned. "I was going to do that anyway. Does this door lock?"
"For the sake of this eventuality, yes," he replied, turning the taps back on and testing the water with a hand.
"Creepy know-it-all," she muttered, locking the door and sliding down the straps of her dress.
"I do my best," he replied cheerfully. He didn't even squeak when her foot met his behind and he catapulted forward into the tub. After a moment, he surfaced and tread water.
"And a show-off!" she growled.
"You didn't expect me to crack my head on the bottom, did you?" he asked, pretending to be hurt.
She made a grumbling noise and then stepped in herself, feeling the porcelain solid against her foot. It was to her great surprise, then, when she slipped and slid underwater. He grabbed her to steady her, pulling her head back above the water.
She smacked his shoulder and then fixed the depth of the tub to its proper dimensions.
"I did say it was slippery," he said, daring to sound apologetic.
She leaned forward and kissed him fiercely. "Shut up," she said. He kissed her back.
"You still have to comb my hair later," she continued in a breath between that kiss and the next.
"Of course," he replied, humming against her neck. "I wouldn't want to be called a liar."
"Tricky," she muttered, teeth grazing his neck, a damp hand trailing water down his back. This time he didn't answer, concentrating on the task at hand.
Somehow they managed to avoid further slipping, even in their enthusiasm.
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But "solid against her fot"? Little spelling mistake there.
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And thanks for catching that =_=
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Probably lazy drawing.But that is a funny image lol.no subject
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