#the plot bunnies attack

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“I’m not looking for excuses or explanations. The end result was that you were late. So you can come. But you’re not touching yourself and I’m not touching you.”

“Then how do you expect that I’m going to be getting off?”

Tom pulled Maverick forward to where he was sitting, forcing Maverick to straddle his thigh or fall over. The thick muscle he now sat above provided a firm surface, and he couldn’t help but give a shallow thrust.

“You’ve got the idea."

https://archiveofourown.org/works/82279421

Dedicated to @death2toby who came back to comment on this series and reminded me I had some very old drafts that needed polishing

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/84734221

One video file. Unnamed beyond the default assigned by whatever Shane had recorded on. Ilya opened the file, and then pressed play.

The screen filled with a torso, male, dressed in only an oversized white t-shirt. The video cut off along the pecs, but Ilya had memorized this body. He knew those arms, and the broad chest. Even the tease of muscled thigh peaking from the end of the shirt was familiar to him.

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Growing up in the foster system meant that a lot of things were always changing. The faces, the houses, and the school he went to might vary, but the one thing that never seemed to change was church on Sunday.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/81105921

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“Over the phone it seemed like this trip was a bit of a shit show. I thought you deserved a treat.”

“So far I’m loving the treat.”

“Oh, this isn’t the treat.”

Shifting to sit down on the bed Tom stole another kiss. “Well what did you get me then?”

“Not me. You bought yourself something.”

A roll of satisfaction works its way down Tom’s spine at the thought of Maverick spending Tom’s money so easily. “And what did I get myself?”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/65224411

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DADT Airport???

I started writing this WIP in August 2023. And it went nowhere. Honestly, I think I was not feeling confident in being able to tackle the topic. Seeing how many sad sad WIPs are languishing around though, maybe it's time to dust it off and take a stab at it.

For your ask, I give you a snippet: The day before, Maverick had answered a call from Tom. 

“I’d like for you to fly down and see me.”

“I’m assuming you’re not giving me permission to commandeer a jet.”

A huff of a laugh came down the line. “You would be correct. If those words ever come out of my mouth, please get me to a doctor because clearly I’m having some sort of event.”

“Yeah, yeah, you’ll see. Someday you’ll actually need someone to steal a jet for you and then where will we be?”

“Mav. Come on, I’m serious. Say yes.”

“Yes, of course I want to see you. Does this have anything to do with–”

“We can talk when you get here. Can you come tomorrow?”

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“Do you know why I chose you?"

“Ass you could bounce a quarter off of?" Maverick noticed the smile at the corner of Tom's mouth, so at least he wasn't a total robot.

Tom crossed the room, undoing the clasp on his watch. “I'm not going to say you aren't beautiful. But it's because you looked dangerous."

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“I feel it should go without saying, but you were more than welcome to join me when you came in.”

A blush curled across Maverick’s cheeks. “Your assistant is in the other room.”

“Then I guess you better be quiet.”

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The day before, Maverick had answered a call from Ice with his heart in his throat. 

“I’d like for you to fly down and see me.”

“I’m assuming you’re not giving me permission to commandeer a jet.”

A huff of a laugh came down the line. “You would be correct. If those words ever come out of my mouth, please get me to a doctor because clearly I’m having some sort of event.”

“Yeah, yeah, you’ll see. Someday you’ll actually need someone to steal a jet for you and then where will we be?”

“Mav. Come on, I’m serious. Say yes.”

“Yes, of course I want to see you. Does this have anything to do with–”

“We can talk when you get here. Can you come tomorrow?”