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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.

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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.