I think I've died and gone to heaven

[likesthecoat]

The Handpresso, a portable espresso maker.


(Of course, in my heaven rather than a Starbucks on every corner you'll find a mom & pop coffee shop where the beans are always fresh and nobody says "half-caff.")

Comments

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

...your birthday's at the end of March, right?

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

The 28th. Yes.



You spoil me, you know.

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

I know. And you love it.

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

Yes, I do. I always wanted to be a kept man.

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

*laughs* Does that make me your sugar daddy?

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

Yes, I believe it does.

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

I feel like our relationship has just taken a rather dubious turn.

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

Oh . . . you mean you're not going to look after me in my old age? *pouts*

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

As the kept man, isn't that your responsibility?

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

True, true . . . particularly since you'll be old while I'm still in my prime.

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

Yes, I'm sure I'll be senile and drooling, and you'll still be bouncing around full of energy.

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

. . . kind of like how it is now.


*runs away*

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

*pouts* I am not senile.


*refuses to chase you when you're being mean*

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

So you admit to drooling!


Oh, you're no fun anymore. *cuddles so you'll stop pouting*

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

Well, yeah. Have you looked in the mirror lately?


*stops pouting* I'm still fun. Really. Of course, if you want me to chase you now, you'll have to run away again.

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

Oh, stop.


Promise you'll chase me?

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

Only if you really want me to.


I promise.

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

Well . . . *preens*


Okay then. *runs away*

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

I thought so. Beautiful boy.


*chases you*

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

You feed my vanity, baby.

*tacklepounces*

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

Your vanity could use a little fattening up.

Ooh, my favorite. *snogs*

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

I think how much of a clotheshorse I've become lately says my vanity is thriving.


*snogs*

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

I'm very glad to hear that. You'll have to model your newest aquisitions for me when I come see you.


*snogs*

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

. . . I was rather planning to spend that weekend, um, not-dressed.

*snogs*

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

...the whole time? *shrugs* Okay.


*snogs*