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Slam Dunk. Kaede Rukawa / Hanamichi Sakuragi. Ira

Title: Just like sinning
Author: ichigo_85
Fandom: Slam Dunk
couple KaedeRukawa / Hanamichi Sakuragi
Prompt: 01.Ira
Rating: PG
Word Count: 960 (with words)
Part: 3 / 7
Disclaimer: The characters are not mine, all rights reserved to Mr. Inoue
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Dedications: A special thought to nonna_giuly for reading a preview, helping me choose the title and always support me during crises or inspirational sclera at random.

Just like sinning

were left alone in the field: Miyagi, to punish them after the riots caused in training, had charged two hotheads to train players to stay, without combining disasters, after that time. Hanamichi had
seen the fellow in the group and leave, ahilui, he also had to say no to her best friends to a game night at Pachinko, the only moment when he could throw away the mask and be himself and relax.
Before the training was also a way to download anger, stress and tension, but since his return from the clinic, even though he knew that the coach and the captain exercises that do not burden imposed on her condition and did not compromise his health, that was an attitude that bothered him very well and those moments became a source of discontent.
In addition, spending time with Rukawa certainly not helped him to calm down: the Moretto was increasingly withdrawn and, Sakuragi had noticed, their fights had become harder, and before they did so both to tease and have fun, now there was something more Hanamichi could not hold both by the partner who on his part.
say that he was angry was an understatement: it was tired of the stalemate.
trying one last shot for a goal after a series of failures of fifteen, he had turned to look at the companion, on the other side of the field, practice with free throws, and centered one after another, never missed a suddenly, it seemed fresh and rested as if he were just starting to play, as if had not previously supported two hours of intensive training.
Hanamichi just do not understand: why did it have to be so damn perfect, and far different from him, why?
gripped the ball in his hands, making his knuckles whiten on the tip of the fingers and feeling the rough strip of the ball. He spun and threw the ball high against the backboard in a fit of anger that she could not hold back. At that Rukawa
stopped the launch was going to do, turning to his companion: he saw him his back, his head lowered and rapid breathing. He shook his head and said half-heartedly: "Doah ..."
It was just a puff of breath, but Hanamichi caught him in full and turned angrily, clenching his fists, arms rigid at his sides, "What is your problem?"
"Nh?" Rukawa arched an eyebrow.
Hanamichi raised his arms up in a clear gesture of exasperation did not know him give him much trouble, but his air of arrogant attitude from superman and who cares about everyone and everything sent him out head.
So he a few steps toward the Moretto who dropped the ball at attention, stopping a few feet away from him.
"You think you're so much more just because you can stow the ball in a stupid retina suspended in the air?" He snapped.
Rukawa looked at him puzzled, he could not grasp that his change of mood: why talk like that? He had not done anything. He also noted the strange attitude of Sakuragi him: he was nervous because the comrades and the coach treated him with too much grace and his character, and pride too, are affected. Even with him had changed, was not so asleep as they believed and was very attentive, especially as regards the number ten.
"You're the one who takes it personal because you surrender so easily and you get nervous if you can not launch a"
"How dare you?" Hanamichi took him by the collar of his shirt, pulling it toward you ;.
"It's just the truth!" Said the dark voice toneless.
Hanamichi laughed sarcastically, "Tze ... what do you want to know you ... you know nothing! You're just a dumb fox who thinks only of herself and cares about what is around him! "
Rukawa grabbed him by the wrist, holding him to let go. What
was talking about? Why was he so angry with him? He was just looking for an excuse to attack trouble? Of course he would not be pulled back first.
"Yeah ..." he began calmly, "I forgot that only you can do everything here, no, Tensai!?" I teased, before adding thoughtfully. "Even though now I understand your face, genius, you're just talk and no action!" He concluded to hurt him. And
Hanamichi literally saw red not bear the his air of superiority, the nerve, which showed that security in all circumstances and he made her feel so vulnerable ... and discovered that he self-confidence, as research, not had, and when there was a step was always taken apart and laughed. Could not stand him and he could not tolerate him, by him.
not more reasoned, Hanamichi drew back his arm and hit his face with his fist, breaking the lip, stepping back soon: blinked his eyes a few times only then realizing what he had done.
Rukawa stepped back, wiping his mouth, looking at the back of his hand stained with blood, before lifting his gaze to the toughest teammate.
"Rukawa ..." Hanamichi "murmured the name of the boy, but the Moretto had already started going to him, making him hit with power, taking it straight to the right cheekbone where a red halo was formed immediately under the eye .
there has been a while, both with shortness of breath, a silent dialogue of glances and unspoken words, feelings and emotions that only in that sudden chaining of irises, had his way, before you hurl toward each other at the same time to seek, by force, to break down a stubborn wall that the enemy had erected to protect the heart.

Conitnua ...

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Slam Dunk. Kaede Rukawa / Hanamichi Sakuragi. Sloth

Title: Just like sinning
Author: ichigo_85
Fandom: Slam Dunk
couple Kaede Rukawa / Hanamichi Sakuragi
Prompt: 02. Sloth
Rating: PG
Word Count: 639 (with words)
Part: 2 / 7
Disclaimer: The characters are not mine, all rights reserved Mr. Inoue
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Notes: the fan fiction takes place in an imaginary second year high school.
This chapter is a bit 'the' mirror 'of the first, if Hanamichi has been' tested 'by Akagi, who look good in the role of mentor and guide Hanamichi, who can assume the same role for Rukawa? Who is the person who knows a bit 'better than anyone else? But it is her Ayako.
Dedications: A special thought to nonna_giuly for reading a preview, helping me choose the title and always support me during the crisis has inspired or the sclera at random.

Just like sinning.


Ayako Akagi away and looked a bit sorry 'for he saw the sad expression on his face. Maybe he expected a different reception after several months she had not seen the boys. But that situation for them, Haruko as he explained, was not new then, to be perfectly honest, not only was strange Hanamichi, Rukawa also felt alienated and did not understand what was the reason. Sakuragi
For the reason could be easily understood, but Kaede? The girl he was asked several times in those weeks. She was the only one who could claim to know all the fellow a bit 'better than the others, knew him for several years and had seen him grow and gradually change its character so that closed.
During the first year of high school, Rukawa was able to make friends, not just teammates as were those of Tamigaoka, no, he had found the Shohoku true friends, she was absolutely certain that Rukawa thought so. Yet, now saw him catapulted into that world of silence and long faces that were a little 'sweetened in that last year.
She did not know the reason, suspected of change depended on the Hanamichi, Rukawa, but had never been a type easily influenced, far from it.
He had a bit a 'particular, had to admit, it was a bit' sluggish of the time, thinking only of himself and achieve their goals without making the case to his surroundings, he was the nicest guy and admired the school but was in no way interested in any of his huge fan and uninhibited and did not care about the rumor about him. He spent most of his time playing basketball in his free time and sleep: dozing in class during lessons, gun at his bike when arriving at school, with the risk of endangering himself and those who, as often happened was the Hanamichi poor, was on its trajectory. Even during the lunch break, retired to the terrace and preferred to doze rather than spending time with others and Sakuragi himself lost no opportunity to tease him because of this feature, you have fun touching and disturbing his sleep and its all quiet Once he had the opportunity, earning then why insult the punches well arranged. Often
Kaede, Ayako can bear witness, was the victim of prejudice because he was so uninterested in the world and his attitude, which probably derives from the emotional gaps in the field, is considered as something negative . But no one has ever stopped to scrutinize his eyes, no one has ever gone beyond appearances, taking care to think about why, and if there was a reason that the dark induced to behave like that.
The fact was that he wore Rukawa constantly and consistently a mask, hiding behind his passion for the sport called basketball and who gave himself entirely to sharp set to become the best and achieve their goals. Ayako Rukawa
continued to observe, only one side, run to the basket, run to the camp from others and did not know what to do, how it can help.
Now more than ever convinced that this was his new state of indifference and apathy were closely related to the change had to be Hanamichi: so that he was the only one who did not 'fear' of him, the only that is not be intimidated by his cold eyes, but in a very special way, managed to enter his heart, by force, perhaps even arrogance, but was able to touch those strings that no one had ever been able even to touch. The same
that she herself, in all these years, has not been able to tap. Continued ...






* The term, in classical greek, means the negligence, indifference, lack of care and concern for one thing. (* Taken from: The Seven Deadly Sins / Sloth )

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Merlin.Arthur / Merlin.Ira

Title: Dies Irae .
Author: nonna_giuly
Fandom: Merlin
Character: Arthur / Merlin, Uther
Prompt: 01. Ira
Raiting: PG15
Warnings: Slash Word Count
: 1.911
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"Sire ..."
Merlin felt his lips torture of the other's neck, and hands strong and rough trade under his clothes.
What had taken?
Arthur had never behaved in that way. Usually
was pompous, pretentious and irreverent, always with that idiot in his mouth, ready to resume the first mistake.
Moments before, just as he was leaving the room with his empty lunch tray in his hands to bring it in the kitchen, Arthur had stopped and pushed him against a wall.
The tray was dropped and he found himself with his back up the icy wall of the blonde's eyes fixed on his body, observe it carefully, as if he were studying.
He had noticed that look on him more than once in the last period, but did not want to give it weight.
Arthur could never think of him except as a mere servant.
a friend - maybe - but definitely not something more.
Arthur was the ivy to the throne of Camelot.
And he ... He was simply Merlin.
Merlin the idiot.
Without warning, the blonde had kissed him, surprising him.
And he was left dumbfounded by this gesture.
What Arthur really felt his own feelings? He felt the passion rise
in that kiss. He felt
transport.
felt the 'love .
But it was not possible.
Never would have thought that the prince had been able to show such feelings for him.
He felt her lips on his body the other, everywhere.
At first he tried to resist that movement.
was wrong.
was totally wrong.
"A-Arthur ..." gasped a sigh when he heard the prince's hand gently touch his erection wide awake, attentive care that the heir to the throne would have got in a few minutes.
"N-no ..."
would not have done it.
"Shut Merlin" and breathed the blonde to his ear.
is lost in the myriad sensations of bliss that the language of the cleverest blonde made him feel, torturing lobe.
"M-ma ..." the servant sought a minimum of lucidity, immersed in the pleasure "They could come and see us ... may ..."
The other new caps the mouth, not to make him talk.
"I do not care at all" rest mandatory.
knew that tone, not admitted discussions.
Merlin surrendered, allowing capture by the vortex of emotions never felt before.
movements Arthur had decided on her body, her expert hands knew how to make him feel good.
was a succession of events, unstoppable.
elusive words, whispered to each other, silent.
Prohibited.
bodies twisted together, finally complete.
Arthur took it once, then again and again, until they both fell exhausted among the royal sheets of the bed so cozy.
They fell asleep in each other's arms, completely satisfied by their passion and their love.

He heard a loud noise and the doors open the shutter.
immediately raised his head, realizing that he be in the rooms of the prince.
nude in her bed.
Arthur opened his eyes, looking at him, annoyed.
"Merlin, what is this bac-"
But he did not finish his sentence when he turned the other side.
Uther was standing in front of them, his eyes completely shut.
On his two guards who seemed to follow the course with him in the corridors of the castle.
It must have been an important fact if the King himself had directed in his chambers. It
hastened to cover up with his rags before Uther to issue its ruling.
All questions had led him there, did not seem to have more importance in the face to the scene that was in front.
sounds muffled to his ears, came faded.
"You ..."
At that moment, he realized that there was nothing to do.
not had the courage to look at Arthur's eyes.
The only thing I could see were the eyes of the King, full of anger, rage, disappointment.
"Father ..." The voice of Arthur
mortified came to his ears. What
had done?
"Lock it"
The two guards made their way toward him, jerk.
They took him out of the room, down the icy corridor.
He heard the voice of the Prince behind him.
"Father ..." But again
the strength to speak was not. Merlin
do not blame him.
What could admit in front of Uther?
who loved him, perhaps?
No, I could never do that.
walked down the aisle. The eyes of the servants
planted on him.
He looked at the reality and would accept any consequences.

***

silently followed his father in prison.
curious eyes of the servants watched that scene so unusual.
The King had never personally led a prisoner in a dungeon.
He could see his cold stare, even walking behind him.
Merlin
... His only thought was headed to his servant.
to his friend.
to her lover.
He saw the guards forcefully push his servant on the ground, making him bend his knees.
The dark cell was illuminated only by a few weak flaming torch. He knew
that shortly thereafter his father would have issued the sentence.
Even without looking at him, eyes raging reached him and penetrated him fiercely.
was all his fault.
The situation in which they were, that feeling empty, vain hope ...
Everything for his reckless action.
If he had listened to Merlin ... if only he had listened to his words.
probably would not have been there at that time.
could not let it die.
Not his fault.
And after all the times that the dark was beside him, heedless of the fact that he could lose his life himself.
"You are a coward traitor. What were you thinking of getting? "
his father's voice rang out in the prisons.
Merlin in front of him holding his head down, eyes gazing land.
"Do you think you can enchant my son?" He thundered, angry.
There was only the echo of that voice, then silence.
"father is not so ..." He heard her voice
uscirgli insecure by the throat.
"What do you mean, Arthur?"
The harsh tone and sharp Uther made him wince. But he raised his head
decided proud of her feelings.
"I was not enchanted at all"
Merlin would not let him die.
"You talk like a fool, Arthur. Do not you understand? It 'a witch' Arthur
to that statement of his father gave a snort.
"I was bewitched, it is more than obvious" No.
Merlin could not be a magician would have made him the word and he would know.
And his love was real, he could be the result of a spell.
He knew what he felt for that boy.
She turned to him, to watch it.
kneeling on the ground, with his head low, was still dark, unable to make any movement.
When she heard her father move, move his eyes toward him and saw him look disdainful his servant.
"With your magic, you tried to bewitch my son. You are an enemy of Camelot, and you betrayed your king You deserve only one sentence: death "
She saw him turn toward the guards.
"Call the Executioner. Tell him that will have a job to do tomorrow at first light of day "
Merlin saw the guards grab and throw him in prison, and then close the bars.
make eye of his servant. His eyes were
filled with regret, resignation.
The words uttered by his father ringing in his head.
death.
At the first light of day.
nodded vigorously, trying to instill hope in those eyes.
would find a way to save it.
Arthur back in your room. I forbid you to leave tomorrow "
Uther turned to the guards.
"Scortatelo. And make sure it never leaves his room "
The blond threw a last glance at his slave, biting her lower lip ruefully.
would not end well.
Merlin would not let die.
When you shut the door of his room behind him and heard the guards lock themselves in a key, his heart skipped a beat.
That hope that he tried to instill in the Merlin was slowly leaving.

***

He was cold.
Without a blanket, sitting on the mattress of the cell, he had made friends with a small rodent who had approached him in search of food.
With elbows on his knees and his head in his hands thinking how things could change so quickly.
sighed.
It had been hours since he had seen guards escorted off Arthur.
And he was still missing at least the time of its execution.
That was not his destiny.
Arthur was supposed to protect.
made his decision.
He got up and walked to the bars of the cell.
With a whisper, his eyes were dyed with gold.
"Tospringe"
One click and walked out of prison.
saw two sentries were playing dice and whispered another spell there, attracted by the opposite side where it was him.
silently made his way to the lodgings of Gaius.
When he entered, he saw the surgeon to sleep in his bed.
Probably when he noticed his absence, had tried to visit him, but did not let through.
He went to his room and looked for the book of magic that often had served him to save himself from dangerous situations.
frantically trying on every page. The
left little time to act.
And he did not know if the spell might be some good.
What he had in mind, it was against law and against nature.
eyes ran fast between the pages until he found what he needed.
He tried to speak the ancient words, trying to feel the magic scroll through his veins, but nothing happened. He tried
again, looking for the right tone of voice, the right concentration.
And then he heard her.
magic flow through her veins, that rush of adrenaline.
His eyes were closed and she fell down, exhausted.
He woke up the morning after, with a strange feeling on him. After getting up he found
Gaius intent to prepare its tools to go in the lower town, because a family had asked his advice. She greeted him
normally a nice day.
When he was alone in the room knew that his charm had worked.
had their memories erased.
The last day was no more, for any of them, at least not for the people of Camelot.
missing one day, a day wasted.
Nobody would have noticed, no one could trace him.
Arthur would not have if he ever loved and tried to express his feelings, Merlin would have rejected him.
Ass he was, surely would not have taken well that rejection, but would accept it.
His fate - and that only - Arthur until the union was to protect the lands of Albion.
And nothing would prevent the realization of his fate. Not even the love she felt
against his prince. And Uther
would never know. He would
executed.
The king's wrath, the anger that led inside for years and years, would never find peace, and have continued to reside raging inside him. That heart was destroyed many years before and never so deep that wound was healed.
Merlin had understood for some time.
would not have allowed Uther to discover his feelings.
would not have allowed Arthur to love him.
He continued his life, completing that task he was assigned many moons earlier.
That task had become the goal of his life. That task
who had become his life.
His destiny.
did not mind the weight of evidence that would have had to overcome, he knew only that he would.
itself. For
Arthur. For their
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Slam Dunk. Hisashi Mitsui / Yohei Mito. Pride

Title: Rollercoaster
Fandom: Slam Dunk
Character / Couple / Group: Hisashi Mitsui / Yohei Mito
Prompt: Pride 07
Rating: Pg
Warnings: Yaoi
Word Count: 5264 word count
Disclaimer: The characters are not mine but T. Inoue, this story is not written for profit.
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Slam Dunk. Kaede Rukawa / Hanamichi Sakuragi. Pride

Title: Just like sinning
Author: ichigo_85
Fandom: Slam Dunk
couple Kaede Rukawa / Hanamichi Sakuragi
Prompt: 07. Pride
Rating: PG
Word Count: 1166 (with words)
Part: 1 / 7
Disclaimer: The characters are not mine, all rights reserved by Mr. Inoue. From the following story there is absolutely no revenue.
List: Settepeccati table
Notes: the fan fiction takes place in an imaginary second year of high school. Although the protagonists are
Hanamichi and Kaede (of course) I found myself writing this chapter from the point of view of a new (at least for me) character, Akagi. I did not know where to start for this story and when I found myself finishing the chapter I realized how it was coming, I liked it and I left so. I thought, Hanamichi examined from the standpoint of the former captain could well hit the theme of the chapter.
Dedications: A special thought to nonna_giuly for reading a preview, helping me choose the title and always support me during the crisis has inspired or the sclera at random.

Just like sinning

"Whawhawha! They are the Tensai! Make way to the legendary, unique and inimitable genius of basketball! Permessooo "

Hanamichi, followed by his best friend, had arrived in the gym with quarter of an hour late and now she was great in the eyes of prospective new students.

"Doah" the usual low voice echoed those proclamations of genius thus triggering the daily exchange of jokes, insults and a brawl in the middle of the field. Despite

Akagi was no longer captain of the team, once graduated from college and now, it happened quite often he would go to visit his old comrades.

And fate would have it, that was one of those afternoons and who is against his will to relive the good old days, being so forced to quell the brawl of the two players.

"Ahio, gorilla, you're hurting me!" Roared Hanamichi.

"Nh ..." he just whispered through clenched teeth while Rukawa are arranged throughout the shirt is wrinkled.

"Do not ever change just the two of you, right? Still have not put a bit 'of salt in your gourd that, eh, Hanamichi? "Had accused the former captain.

Red pouted: "Excuse me, but why would you take it only with me, it is he who caused me! No one has done anything, is impinging more and then you're no longer the captain, "she said, believing it to replace it, but knew Takenori Sakuragi, had pulled up his own observations and those not had had any effect.

"This is true, but you should keep in mind that you are now in the second year and should be a guide for your Koah, not down to their level. If you want to take you from start to act like a leader, not only in words, but by demonstrating that you're worth with the facts, "he said, perhaps a little 'hard, but it was necessary.

Hanamichi the face: "Hey, I grew a lot in this period and they still respect me not because, unlike some, throw punches in the head for me to listen and obey, or, as someone else ..." and turned to look sideways Rukawa who had begun to pull himself to the basket, "... I fear a glance and keep everyone away. I are their friend, "remarked, moving away in the locker room to change into.

Akagi remained of salt: it was the first time he had heard that tone Hanamichi answer, of course, often had worse things said and done, but did not understand all the hatred he had felt in his voice. There was something wrong with him.
The sister, who that year became an assistant to Ayako, explained: "Big brother, do not take it, is so for several weeks, since returning from the clinic. I think it's a bit 'frustrated because even the coach did not allow him to play like the others and feels sidelined and replaced by new freshmen. "

Takenori nodded understanding, and, along with Ayako, sat on the bench see how Miyagi, who had replaced in the role of captain, if cavasse with the team and potential new players.

I take this opportunity to study the behavior of Rukawa and Sakuragi Hanamichi as he saw in the field and confirm the theory that he had exposed his sister: he knew the temperament of Sakuragi, he was a boy full of life and energy, always ready to give their best, was headstrong and stubborn. Sakuragi of you could not really say it was like surrendering, after its famous fifty waste, began to court his sister, although this was clearly in love with Rukawa.
Or after the first, failed, attempt to make a basket with slam-dunk from keep in mind that it was the first time that Sakuragi was holding a ball-head that had not even given the board had failed to discourage it. On the contrary, undeterred had focused on the sport, coming to the same challenge Akagi, and despite the bad figures, had shown its worth, making a spectacular field goal and had a miracle and a mess for a beginner like red.

Hanamichi was flame, in every sense, was a major driver of the team in different circumstances, a faithful friend and loyal.
Sure, he was often exuberant and sin of pride, with its brilliant considered in all respects, touching ridiculous levels of presumption when it was clear that was not as he claimed.
But his way of being was not totally to blame, because Hanamichi was, so to speak, forced by events and his desire for revenge on his life had resulted in basketball. A new world for him, a challenge to win and that he had full control.

But this was not because, right from the start, between him and his goal-the success in basketball to get to the heart of Haruko-placed in the way they were, first, that he interfered with their great 'relationship' as Hanamichi wanted it and there was Rukawa always been.

first only a rival in love, then, after the crush Haruko, which still Takenori thankful not to have to have that earthquake-in-law, Rukawa had become something more: they were not only teammates, they were rivals in every sense, both proud and tenacious, Hanamichi, used always to be in the spotlight-not for nothing from his friends was considered a leader and beyond that they loved him as a brother-not bear the thought that there was someone who so blatantly counter.

But maybe even that was the right word, Rukawa not in contrast, simply ignored him and this was a blow to Sakuragi. She wanted at all costs that Rukawa was aware of him, noticing that his progress and recognize him as a good player, which, however, Kaede, was held far from done. So
Hanamichi screamed even more and boasted of its progress, because it felt too, did his best to attract the attention of the 'stupid fox' earning in return only words to resize it, and never satisfied. And it was

brawl: another sore point of his character, the irritability.

course, Sakuragi had a myriad of flaws, but a heart of gold and Akagi, a long time, he realized that his attitude Superman was just a way to hide the part that made him 'weak' and 'human'.

Fate there had been some light with the red and he had to compensate in some way to defend themselves, could not afford to be seen weak.

And now watching him train again in the core to one side, glancing to the field and sad sighing for that state of helplessness, included what was suffering for his condition.

"Captain ... you going?" Ayako asked when she saw him get up and go away quietly without saying goodbye to others.

"Yes ... let them work and keep them an eye for me, Ayako" is recommended prior to leaving the gym.


Continued ...



* The proud love is a person of his own superiority, real or imaginary, for which expects an acknowledgment. (* Taken from: The Seven Deadly Sins / Pride )

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White Collar. General Series. Avarice.

title: Precious
Author: ladymacbeth77
Fandom: White Collar
Characters: Peter Burke, Neal Caffrey, June
Pairing: Peter / Neal
Prompt: Greed
Rating:
PG Word Count: 577
Warnings: implied slash
Disclaimer: As usual, this story is a figment of my imagination. The characters belong to Jeff Eastin, and I just enjoy them.
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missing a few days at Christmas and New York already was covered by a blanket of snow. Peter was sitting in an armchair in the living room of June to enjoy a good cup of Italian coffee, his eyes fixed on the fire in the fireplace. He was so immersed in his thoughts that he noticed the lady of the house only a few minutes.
"Oh, excuse me ..." he muttered in embarrassment, looking at the woman. "I did not get heard."
"It does not matter" June said with a smile. "Neal is taking a shower, right?"
"Mh mh ..." Peter said, taking a long sip of coffee to calm the unrest. "We have a survey to play."
"Strange though that she has arrived here an hour ago and Neal take a shower just now ..." whispered the woman with random air, without stopping to observe the reactions of .
"We ... p-spoken ... "stammered Peter. "Now excuse me, but ..."
June's made a gesture with his hand. "No, do not apologize. I have to talk to you about something, Agent Burke. If you want to listen. "
Reluctantly, Peter rearranged on velvet chair, the woman was too smart for his liking, Neal had warned. "Sure, tell me," replied after a nervous stroke cough.
"I heard that she has not yet given any gifts to Neal. Yet Christmas is coming. Maybe he's waiting for the right time, right? "
Peter licked his lips. "No, ma'am. There is no Christmas present. "
" There is ... because it still has not bought, "he asked his eyes narrowing June.
"There is ... it should not be there and I'm not going to buy it. Now if you'll excuse me ... "
This time the woman did not stop him with a wave of his hand stood up completely straight and pitched his eyes in those of Peter. "It is good to hear, Agent Burke. She is stingy. Save your money and do not plan to spend for those who truly deserve it. Oh, I suppose, however, that his wife has bought some kind of sophisticated and expensive object, and Neal does not deserve even a mere greeting card! "
Peter frowned on his face: he did not like being attacked like that, especially on private affairs. "There are things that concern. Yes, I have already bought the gift to Elizabeth and are well placed. If I will make something of the bonus, buy something for Neal. "
" And in the meantime plans to take it to bed yet? "The man jumped at those words. "No, do not fool me by pretending not to understand. I understand. I hear your groans, the sound of the mattress creak when you do it that way. I noted his visits and above all I read in Neal happy smile. "June pointed a finger accusingly at Peter, who instinctively recoiled. "That boy loves it, and then not to see him suffer, I was clear?"
"Yes, ma'am ..." the agent muttered, bowing his head. If he repeated those words in my head for days already, but did not know what to do with El and Neal. The expression of regret
Peter seemed to appease June that took the hand of his federal. "I know that she is not stingy in their feelings and trying something for Neal. A little thing to make him happy, even a rose left on the pillow. But it must do so with the heart. And I know that she has so much. "
" I'm ready! "Peter and June turned to gaze at the same time that Neal was staring at them from the stairs, the damp hair that fell around her face happy rebels.
They found both to smile and think the same thing at the same time: for having made their fortune into their lives a being so precious.

Woman Strangling Puppy

White Collar. General Series. Gola.

Title: Sweet as the frappuccino
Author: ladymacbeth77
Fandom: White Collar
Characters: Peter Burke, Neal Caffrey, Elizabeth Burke
Prompt: Gola
Rating: NC17
Word Count:
Disclaimer: As usual, this story is a figment of my imagination. The characters belong to Jeff Eastin, and I just enjoy them.
List: Here
Notes: Written for settepeccati .



Peter was sitting as usual Starbuck's coffee table, waiting to Neal. The look, however, was not the same as the other times, indeed wandered disconsolately on the faces of the patrons who were returning to their seats, holding their glasses filled with delight.
Neal sat down beside him, putting his hat on the table while handing Peter his caramel frappuccino. "You're sure you really want?"
"No" said the agent annoyed, feeling his stomach but protest to the contrary. "You know that Elizabeth has put me on a diet."
eyebrows bend the crook in amazement and leaned a little 'back in his chair to check. "Actually ..." he murmured, as Peter turned red with rage. "But to me the love handles like so much. I am ... sexy! "the color of the
took another shade of red, that of shame. "What you say!" he hissed.
Neal shrugged, not at all worried. "There are many ways to commit the sin of gluttony, is not it?" He asked, beginning to suck his frappuccino.
Peter muttered something incomprehensible and concentrated on his miserable expressed sweetener: rather than drink that stuff, he preferred to lick the soles of shoes. A kind of suck it distracted from his meditations edible, making it back to look at Neal.
"Can you stop doing all this ru ..." I could not even finish the question, the swindler was staring into his eyes as he was getting into and out of the mouth tube. It almost looked like he was doing a ... No, it was not possible!
Peter coughed uncomfortably and tried to bring his attention elsewhere, but those were worse than a blue magnet. "Mh, good," moaned with pleasure the crook letting go of the straw. "Want to try?"
"No. .." But this time his denial was not so heard. The agent stood looking at him as he opened the package frappuccino and dipped a finger into the cream and then extend it to his lips.
"Next ..." Neal whispered sensually. "Elizabeth will not know either."
"No. .." Too bad that Peter had already approached the mouth of that finger and had opened his lips.
had never tasted a cream so sweet and tasty, so terribly exciting. While sucking index Neal, stroking with his tongue, he thought of what would be nice to lick her body covered with every delicacy, a thought so alive that did inflate in an instant his erection.
Confidence pulled his finger from the lips of Peter and giggled. "We trick is the best way to burn calories is ... great great great exercise, "he said, making him a wink.
"Da-really," asked the agent swallowing saliva as she looked around nervously. "Like ... the race? "
Neal shook his head, amused. "I would say the best cure is ... riding. Fit ... burns fat very quickly, "
" Mo-mount ... AC-horses? "Peter stammered while his erection alone trying to force the zipper of his pants.
Neal dropped his head back and let go a laugh. "Maybe I went straight to practice. A gesture is worth much more than a thousand words. "

So a few hours later, in his apartment, Neal had amply demonstrated in healthy as Peter was a good ride. At that moment he was enjoying a little 'well-deserved rest while the staff enjoy a healthy and suitable for any diet.
"Yes .." gasped the con man, intertwining his fingers with human hair while pushing his head toward his groin. "Just like that .. mh ... yes ... I recommend ... drink it all ... is better than ... cream ... "he hissed, clenching his teeth. "It does not ... fat ... "
And when they freed him, mentally thanked Elizabeth for having provided occasion on a silver platter.

Where Are The Daredevil Action Figures Ps2

White Collar. General Series. Envy.

Title: suffered the pain because the penis
Author: ladymacbeth77
Fandom: White Collar
Characters: Peter Burke, Elizabeth Burke, Neal Caffrey ( just mentioned)
Prompt: Envy
Rating: PG (the situation)
Word Count: 588
Disclaimer: As usual, this story is a figment of my imagination. The characters belong to Jeff Eastin, and I just enjoy them.
List: Here
Notes: Written for settepeccati . Forgive the stupidity XD Thanks Elio e le Storie Tese for providing the title of the fic.



"Peter, get up, it's late!" Elizabeth leaned his hands on the railing of the stairs and listened. No sound came from upstairs and what quite surprised. Her husband was the man most accurate and detailed of this land was never late, was never in disorder and especially hated to stay in bed doing nothing. What was happening to him?
checked his watch for the umpteenth time and decided to climb the stairs to control the situation. He went to the bedroom door ajar and Peter was still there, wrapped in sheets like a mummy of Tutankhamen.
"Peter, are you okay?" She asked, sitting on the edge of the bed. A rumbling roar like a bear came dall'imbalsamatura from which flowed just the tip of the hair darker. "It is for yes or no?"
"Yes .." the man sighed, and began to unwrap the fatigue.
"Then why are you still in bed at nine o'clock in the morning?"
"I sleep ..." Peter lied without the courage to look his wife in the eye.
"Did you sleep ..." repeated Elizabeth. "Peter, you never sleep. When we were on our honeymoon and we spent the night drinking, dancing and making love, you managed to get up after a few hours fresh as a daisy, while I was still gasping in bed. So tell me the truth: you feel bad? "
The agent shook his head and closed his mouth like a naughty child. The woman sighed. "Whatever. Breakfast is down in the dining room, I have to go to work. "
waited a few more seconds but her husband seemed to have no intention of saying more, so he got annoyed and walked toward the door. Was about to cross the threshold when the voice of Peter came to her ears.
"Sorry?" Elizabeth asked, turning on itself. The man was still sitting on the bed with his hands in his lap.
"I have a kid?" Repeated Peter with a voice so low that it is difficult to understand.
The woman narrowed her eyes and went, convinced he had misunderstood. "Can you repeat that please?"
Peter took a deep breath and spoke again. "I have little, right?" Elizabeth sat
on the edge of the bed, shocked. These thoughts were not to Peter, that was not the man she married! "Are you sure you're okay," he asked amazed.
"S-so ..." stammered the agent. "At least I think ... You see, yesterday I went to the bathroom and Neal ... together ... e. .. "
" And? "she encouraged him, putting a hand on his.
"And we did pee ... next e. .. "
" And? "Elizabeth began to see a light at the end of the tunnel.
"And he had it so big ... or rather have it so big ... e. .. "Peter swallowed saliva, becoming red. "Not that I wanted him look, but it was there ... and it was ... so ... "mimed with his hands, showing a penis that would be worthy of John Holmes.
The woman shook her head. You can always thought that men and only one thing? Not that women were immune from envy but at least, when they went to the bathroom at the most critical of someone's breasts. And in that case, just a few pounds of silicone and a few thousand dollars to meet the problem.
Elizabeth smiled and gently kissed him. "Never mind, my love. The important thing is not the size, but know how to use. "
As if it were a magic formula, Peter went from depression to joy, a smile appeared on her lips while rose. "I have to escape. Where's my jacket? And the shirt? Did you stretch? "He disappeared into the bathroom and began to hum.
to women not only have to look up to heaven. Years and years of male supremacy and men still believed that a white lie.