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02 May 2011 @ 07:39 pm
Prison Break - Cookies  
Title: Cookies
Author: clair_de_lune
Fandom: Prison Break
Characters: Michael/Lincoln, LJ
Category: Slash
Rating: PG-13/R
Warning: Incest
Word Count: ~ 610
Disclaimer: Not mine. Just borrowing them for a while.
Summary: Lincoln has his hands full...

Prompt by camille_miko: Michael/Lincoln, whipped cream and LJ.
Many thanks to tuesdaeschild for the beta.

There is a can of fresh whipped cream in the fridge, an overexcited LJ in the kitchen and a sultry sulky Michael in the living room.

Standing in the doorway between the kitchen and the living room, between his son and his... he’s not going to think ‘brother’ right now... Lincoln scratches the nape of his neck. This is not how he had planned to spend the day. Lisa wasn’t supposed to drop LJ at his place today but, yeah, between what Lisa is supposed to do, what Lisa can do, and what Lisa actually does... Michael wasn’t supposed to show up before tomorrow. Lincoln highly suspects that he cut a couple of classes at Loyola to come here earlier, but that’s something they’ll discuss later. Sultry sulky Michael, with eyes dark with disappointment and too much skin showing between the waistband of his jeans and the edge of his carelessly bunched up tee-shirt, does not incite to chastisement. Except maybe the dirty-fun kind of chastisement, but Linc is not going there right now.

In the kitchen, LJ has dug up Lincoln’s stash of chocolate chip cookies and starts gorging himself on them. In the living room, slouched into the couch, Michael absentmindedly trails long fingers on the bare skin of his stomach and absorbs himself into some pretentious architecture magazine. Lincoln leans against the wall, feeling like snapping “Stop it!” at both of them. For different reasons. Instead, in a wise move, he grabs the box from LJ, puts two cookies on the table, and stores the rest in a cupboard out of LJ’s reach.

“Wait here for me a minute,” he tells his son, “and then we’re going out doing... whatever you want to do.”

The door clicks shut behind him, the soft noise startling Michael and making him look up from his article, but not stopping the maddening dance of his fingers on his lower belly. Lincoln stomps through the living room, grips Michael’s wrist and wrenches his hand away from his stomach. Michael blinks in surprise, and Lincoln could slap him for not realizing what he was doing, and what it was doing to his big brother.

“It’s my son, Michael.”

“I know. I’m not angry or... I don’t know what you imagine I am, actually, Linc. Just...”

He shrugs, sighs, licks his lips, and Lincoln can’t help it, can’t help bending down and crushing their mouths together. Heart in his throat at the thought of LJ on the other side of the door, but hundred of tiny sparks rushing down to his crotch. Michael moans into the kiss, back suddenly arching and bare feet shuffling on the coffee table to give him some leverage.

“LJ and I are going out. Lisa will be here at six to pick him up. There is a can a whipped cream in the fridge...”

Michael smirks. “Really? After what happened with the honey?”

“... and at five past six,” Lincoln carries on without even acknowledging the snarky interruption, “I’ll have you on your back in my bed. Or in any position you’ll judge appropriate. Or inappropriate. What do you think?”

“Sounds like a plan. I like it when you’re the one who plans stuff.”


He straightens up, not without one last lingering kiss, and heads to the kitchen and LJ. LJ who, by the way, has managed to get an extra cookie from the supposedly unreachable box. On the couch, the way too alluring dance of Michael’s fingers starts again, and Lincoln closes his eyes. Keeps them close until Michael’s voice cuts in and asks, “Hey Linc, in the meantime, give me a couple of cookies, will you?”


--Feedback is always welcome, and never too late/too short/too long/... :)
Current Mood: sadsad
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: PB slashhalfshellvenus on May 3rd, 2011 06:46 pm (UTC)

I love the conflict here between LJ's innocence (and watchful eyes) and all the things Michael wants from and incites in Lincoln.

Plus, so much sexiness even though it's almost all sex postponed.

What an unexpected and delicious use of the prompt. :)
Clair de Lune: pb - brothers4clair_de_lune on May 4th, 2011 08:09 pm (UTC)
Poor Lincoln having to deal with a pre-teen and a post-teen!

Plus, so much sexiness even though it's almost all sex postponed.

I think the young lady we prompted me enjoys torturing me *g* or challenging me (long ago, she requested Lincoln/Sucre - twice!) because I have a hard time dealing with LJ thrown in the middle of Michael and Lincoln's relationship. It was bound to remain rather tame, but sometimes, less is more, isn't it?

What an unexpected and delicious use of the prompt.

Now, if only I was in the mood or had the inspiration to write crakfic about Lincoln and Michael experimenting - in a disastrous way - with food ;)

Thanks a lot!
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: PB slashhalfshellvenus on May 4th, 2011 08:15 pm (UTC)
Haha! Wouldn't that be fun! Maybe that will be your final Flood-Fic drabble. ;0

particlesofgale (who has left us) and I used to commiserate over how food-based porn was kind of anti-porn for both of us. This is why I still have so many food/meal-related prompts left in my fanfic100 table. Gah! Who wants to write about that?
Clair de Lune: text - i knowclair_de_lune on May 4th, 2011 08:36 pm (UTC)
Maybe that will be your final Flood-Fic drabble. ;0

Um, what? I thought I'd had my 600 words. I'm not going to say YAY because that would be a bit inappropriate given those are charity fics, but I won't... mind another drabble ;)

Who wants to write about that?

I'm not too eager either. I must say the yucky-ness of whipped cream in smut came up in the email exchange with Foxy and we agreed that at least, honey was aesthetically more pleasing :-p
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: PB slashhalfshellvenus on May 12th, 2011 05:12 pm (UTC)
No, I'd only written 500 thus far. One 200+ fic, one that was 300.

So you had one left, and now it's finished!

It wound up actually being 500+ words, which is always how these things seem to work out. But worth it, I hope. ;)

~Camille-Miko~camille_miko on May 4th, 2011 05:00 pm (UTC)
OMG ! ♥ !
J'aime tellement LJ tout choupi et Michael qui se comporte en sale môme et ce pauvre Lincoln ♥

C'est terriblement sensuel. J'adore !
Clair de Lune: pb - michael3clair_de_lune on May 4th, 2011 08:10 pm (UTC)
Je crois que je vais copier-coller ma phrase de la réponse précédente ;) Poor Lincoln having to deal with a pre-teen and a post-teen! Parce que Michael se comporte quand même comme tel ^__^

Ca faisait un moment que je n'avais pas écrit une fic M/L en anglais qui reste relativement allusive, donc merci à toi pour l'inspiration :) et ravie que ça t'ait plu.
~Camille-Miko~camille_miko on May 5th, 2011 06:27 am (UTC)
Je suis parfaitement d'accord avec cette affirmation (même si je ne veux pas te torturer. Jamais ^_- )

Tu devrais savoir depuis le temps que j'aime terriblement ce que tu écris.
I Plead The 5th..scribed_n_blood on May 23rd, 2011 12:28 am (UTC)
Wow..I haven't read PB slash in soo long, I had forgotten how hot these two are together lol..

I love the fact you included Linc's son, and the visual of Michael with the too-low waistband made me drool.

Good job and thanx for sharing =)
Clair de Lune: pb - michael5clair_de_lune on May 23rd, 2011 07:12 pm (UTC)
To be fair, usually I'm not too comfortable throwing LJ in the middle of Michael/Lincoln slash, but the prompt asked for it/him, and writing Lincoln with his hands full was fun *g*

So glad I helped you remember the hotness ;) Thanks for reading and commenting!
hybridxlove: pic#122185013hybridxlove on November 15th, 2013 02:43 pm (UTC)
I told myself that I'd stop commenting, because I really don't want to flood your inbox, hehe.

But I just wanted to say I really loved this one.. at first I was worried, because I'd never want LJ to be in the middle of their err... activities and I'm glad that wasn't it all.

I loved that Linc didn't choose between the two of them, but compromised and gave both what they wanted. I particularly loved Linc's plans for him and Michael later that day ;-)

What I loved about this one in general, is SULKY MICHAEL. Isn't he just the best? And the way Linc took his sulky mood away. The couple of kisses they shared... HOT.
Clair de Lune: pb - brothers4clair_de_lune on November 17th, 2013 02:34 pm (UTC)
Mawahaha. Me loves comments, no worries about "flooding" my inbox with them ;) I may be slow to reply, as you can see, but I always try to respond to them.

I'm not comfortable at all either with LJ featured in Michael/Lincoln fics, and I kept it not too explicit. But a "prompter" asked for it and I wanted to give it a try. I mentioned LJ in another Michael/Lincoln (also for a prompt) and in a Michael/Sara/Lincoln one, and in both cases, it remained rather allusive, with uncomfortable, sick and/or don't-want-to-know-the-details LJ.

The couple of kisses they shared... HOT.

There's something about stolen kisses... ;)