my dream home

[likesthecoat]

Via Shep.

Your home is a Philanthropic Coder's Mansion Your kitchen is someplace you never go, because you "have people for that." There's a Chocolatessen, which is rapidly becoming your favorite room of the house. Having one is also becoming a trend among your wealthy neighbors. Your master bedroom is the size of a small barn, with carpet thick enough to reach your ankles. Your study has every language reference book ever written, including now-useless titles like Learn Javascript 2.0! and C++ Programming for Windows 95. (Why are you keeping those?) One of your garages holds your collection of ferraris, and is measured in acreage. Your home also includes a guest wing and private quarters for your servants. Your guests enjoy your collection of every console and associated game ever made. Except the Intellivision -- those controllers drive them NUTS. Outside is your hedge maze and gardens, meticulously tended by a team of world-class botanists. Below is a snippet of the blueprints:

Find YOUR Dream Home!

[ooc: Library sex in the comments.]

Comments

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

I love the sulking corner in your grand ballroom.

And is that an x-wing in your garage?

[Private to Ianto]

I like the look of your library too.

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

No ball is complete without a roue' sulking in the corner that the hero is dancing with the heiress.

(And all because I admit to reading Jane Austen.)

It is! It's wonderfully random.

[Private to Lorne]

It's all the chocolate, right?

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

I'm no expert, but doesn't the hero usually end up dumping the heiress in the end?

Geek.

[Private to Ianto]

The chandelier's nice too. I just hope it's also stocked with champagne. And that the Romance Library isn't meant for romance novels.

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

Not if the heiress is the heroine. Austen's heroines were only impoverished half the time: the others were solidly landed gentry.

[Private to Lorne]

Mm. Chocolate and champagne. I know what we should do next time we visit.

Oh? Shall I seduce you in a library sometime, love?

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

I'll file that under "things I'd never know if not for Ianto."

[Private to Ianto]

Mmm...definitely.

I think that's one of those things I missed out on by going to the Academy. Making out in the stacks.

[ooc: Heading to class. Be back in a few hours.]

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

I'm here to educate and inform.

[Private to Lorne]

Mm. Memories.

All right. That's also on the agenda for your next visit. Library smooching.

[ooc: Kay.]

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

And you do both very well.

[Private to Ianto]

Mmhm...

Excellent. You're corrupting me, you know.

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

*preens*

[Private to Lorne]

How am I corrupting you? Doesn't the smell of old books excite you?

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

[Private to Ianto]

Well, it will now.

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

[Private to Lorne]

I love you because you make me laugh, baby. *kisses*

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

[Private to Ianto]

I love you because making you laugh makes me happy. *kisses back*

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

[Private to Lorne]

I love that I make you happy. *kisses again*

By the way, I sent your latest package off earlier this week. It should reach soon soon, I hope. Now I'm wishing I'd included an old book or two.

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

[Private to Ianto]

There's always next time.

I should have yours off tomorrow.

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

[Private to ]

I'll have to find some old books.

Hooray!

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

[Private to Ianto]

Mmm...old books.

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

[Private to Lorne]

Smelling so musty and earthy . . .

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

[Private to Ianto]

I can hardly wait.

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

[Private to Lorne]

I really want to press you against a bookshelf now.

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

[Private to Ianto]

Oh, god.

And what would you do with me then?

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

[Private to Lorne]

Oh. Mm.

I'd kiss you hard and run my hands up and down your chest.

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

[Private to Ianto]

Mmm...nice.

And I'd rest my hands on your hips and lean my hips into yours.

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

[Private to Lorne]

I'd pull your shirt out of your waistband so I could touch your skin.

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

[Private to Ianto]

I'd slide my arms around your neck and nuzzle your face.

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

[Private to Lorne]

I'd kiss your face and slide my hands up your back.

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

[Private to Ianto]

I'd wrap my arms around your shoulders and kiss you.