this is not about iron man.

[quigonejinn]

From dafnap:

HOLY FUCK NEW BOND TRAILER IN HIGH RES AND I JUST LKDJGDF.

Daniel Craig, licking a woman's back. Daniel Craig, coming over the horizon in a Tom Ford suit and holding an assault rifle in his hands. Steely-voiced M. Felix Leiter. That color saturation. That editing. Duty. Inconsolable rage.

NOVEMBER 7TH, MOTHERFUCKERS.

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I SUCK AT WRITING IN THE MORNING.

[quigonejinn.livejournal.com]

With clothes on:

1. Doesn't doodle in her notebook even in the fourth hour of listening to bureaucrats ramble.
2. Favors her right knee just a little bit more than the left. You can tell because the heel on that stiletto is worn down more on that side. Gives her an extra sway in the hips when she walks.
3. Wears lipstick that doesn't come off on the side of a glass.
4. Undershuffles the middle of the deck.

With clothes off:
1. Likes having her fingers inside your mouth.
2. Is only a little bit freckly for a redhead.
3. Has a boss who pages her every thirty seconds or so until she picks up the phone, which you should take as your cue to start kissing your way down her chest and stomach and points beyond while she grips your hair tries to pull you off her because your tongue, tracing over her her stomach, tickles. She flips over, thinking this is going to keep you from going down on her, and you get to hear her say, in the most exasperated tone, "Ton --" and break off because you've just licked the small of her back.

Since you come closest to being a gentleman in bed, you don't put a finger into her until she's saying a very firm goodbye.

YOU DO NOT SUCK AT WRITING IN THE MORNING.

[obsession-inc.livejournal.com]

Dude, I LOVE this. Eeeee tickling and licking her while she's on the phone with Tony, GAH.

YOU DO NOT. I, ON THE OTHER HAND, AM LAME. WHATEVER.

[atrata.livejournal.com]

You run into Stark a few hours later, and don't smirk as you slide onto the stool next to him, order a vodka martini. Stark's drinking scotch neat, probably his third, if the slowness of his gaze is any indication. He opens his mouth to say something to you, presumably something he feels is clever, but his gaze focuses on something over your shoulder. The corners of his eyes crinkle, just a little, and you call for another vodka martini, extra olives.

Re: I SUCK AT WRITING IN THE MORNING.

[dafnap.livejournal.com]

SMALL OF BACK.

And Bond being a gentleman. By being patient where Tony isn't.

RHOD. RHOD.