Return of the Snark

So, next week I’ll be taking part in the Coffee & Porn birthday celebration. LOVE Coffee. LOVE Porn. Especially love the two of them together! Last week’s snark was from my freebie WIP, at that point titled “One-Off”. But, as boys will do, Rio and Tim decided to be contrary. Tim absolutely *refused* to take Rio home with him, and that killed off my planned dialogue. Bastards. Then Rio had to get all fricking creative, and start calling Tim his Plan B (Plan A being to crawl into a bottle of Absolute), and that killed off my working title.  So. What you’ll find here is the surviving snark after the boys got done disemboweling my story.

To give the set up: Rio’s a player. He basically strolls into Candyland every Friday or Saturday night, hooks up, then moves on. This week he’s set on hooking up with Tim. Unfortunately, LAST week’s hook up isn’t particularly ready for the moving on part of the program, so Rio has to explain the facts of life to him, while hoping he doesn’t scare Tim off in the process… 

“Look—” he paused as a light bulb flashed in his head, “—Colin, I don’t do repeats.” Tim went still against him, and Rio flashed him a cautious look. He supposed it was a good thing to get this out of the way up front. He obviously hadn’t done a very good job of it with Colin, and the idea of Tim trailing him like a puppy was incredibly unappealing. “I don’t do do-overs and I don’t do relationships. I fuck. I get fucked, sometimes, and I move on.”

Colin flushed, eyes snapping and cheeks an angry red. Looking over at Tim, he snarled, “Have fun. He’s a great fuck, but a total asshole otherwise.” With one more glare at Rio, he turned and flounced away. After that little scene, Rio almost wished he was drinking again. At least then he could blame his poor choice in hook-ups on the Absolute.

“So, did that totally fuck my chances with you tonight?” Tim was frowning a little, teeth dug into his lower lip, and Rio really, really hoped the moment wasn’t totally lost.

“You’re looking to hook up,” Tim finally said. Rio nodded. “No dating, no holding hands.”

Rio smirked. “It’s not your hand I want to hold right now, pretty boy.”  Oh, shit. He hadn’t meant for that to slip out, and judging by the way Tim’s eyes narrowed on Rio’s face, if Colin’s little scene hadn’t put a stake in Rio’s plans, his own big mouth had. So he was surprised at Tim’s next question.

“Are you as good a fuck as your little fanboy said?”

“Better,” he said with what he thought was admirable cool.

“Then I guess your chances aren’t what’s gonna get fucked tonight.” Tim shifted a little, rubbing against Rio’s hip and, to Rio’s relief, Tim’s dick was showing some renewed interest.

Rio was way to cool to do a fist pump and victory dance for real, but he was sure as hell doing one in his head.

“I’m Rio,” he said, grinding a bit against the growing bulge digging into his hip. Tim laughed out loud. In the slightly better lighting at the bar, Rio could see they were green, and they were pretty much sparkling.

“I know,” Tim replied. “You’re famous here.”

Yep, Rio thought, a predatory slut. Tim just laughed harder at Rio’s instinctive flinch, and then licked the mouth of his water bottle.

Check out Plan B, and all the other fantastic freebies, every day next week at Coffee & Porn. (I’m coming out – snort – on the same day as a Lynn Flewelling story! Fangirl squeeee!!!!) *And* read more about Rio and Tim in “Liar, Liar”, part of the Goodreads Hot Summer Days Anthology!

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2 Comments

  1. This sounds really good. See you at CoP.

    • Thanks, Nancy! I’ve gotta tell you, I was NOT happy with the boys – Tim in particular – for their lack of cooperation!


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