muses_w_remotes: 8.10. Juno quote
Wednesday, 10 December 2008 04:03 pm8.10. "Uhhh, I hate it when adults use the term 'sexually active'. What does it even mean? Am I gonna like deactivate some day or is it a permanent state of being?"
| Juno
Co-written with
drcampbell
“We’re never having sex again.”
Lachlan fumbled with the plastic cup of water he was about to take a sip from, managing not to spill the whole thing but slopping a good mouthful of it down the front of his t-shirt. He blinked, looking up at his wife standing beside his hospital bed unbuttoning her winter coat. “Aye?”
“No, not ‘aye’. Nay. No more sex, baby.” Tara leaned down to kiss his forehead and stroked his cheek. “I love you,” she said sweetly and eased herself down into the seat beside the bed. She stretched her legs out in front of her and used her pregnant belly as an arm rest.
It wasn’t exactly like Lachlan wanted sex right then anyway. Spending days with your head in a sick bag tends to have a negative effect on a lad’s sex drive and he still had two days of antibiotics to see through, which made him feel like crap too. But it was the ‘never’ that had him gaping like a fish out of water. “You mean just this week, aye?” he said, seeking clarification.
( “This century,” Tara corrected... )
Word Count | 747
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“We’re never having sex again.”
Lachlan fumbled with the plastic cup of water he was about to take a sip from, managing not to spill the whole thing but slopping a good mouthful of it down the front of his t-shirt. He blinked, looking up at his wife standing beside his hospital bed unbuttoning her winter coat. “Aye?”
“No, not ‘aye’. Nay. No more sex, baby.” Tara leaned down to kiss his forehead and stroked his cheek. “I love you,” she said sweetly and eased herself down into the seat beside the bed. She stretched her legs out in front of her and used her pregnant belly as an arm rest.
It wasn’t exactly like Lachlan wanted sex right then anyway. Spending days with your head in a sick bag tends to have a negative effect on a lad’s sex drive and he still had two days of antibiotics to see through, which made him feel like crap too. But it was the ‘never’ that had him gaping like a fish out of water. “You mean just this week, aye?” he said, seeking clarification.
( “This century,” Tara corrected... )
Word Count | 747