Ich bin der Atem auf deiner Haut
Стащило я значить фанфик с сообщества, маленьки, но ужасно смешной.)))

Fandom: Toni (Seelenzorn)/Draw(Otto Dix)
Genre: drabble
Rating: hehe
Comment: fuck my English

Near at midnight Lotar felt thirsty. It was their third day at Petersburg so he had time enough to learn the shortest route to the bar. Strolling by the Toni’s apartment he heard a couple of voices – Toni’s, confused and protesting, and Draw’ s one, pleading but urgent.
- I... I can’t do this...
- Toni, please, don’t say no! I was dreaming of this since I’ve heard your voice...
- May be Lotar...
- No, oh, no. I want to do this with you, only with you...
- But why me? Draw, I’m not the best in this...
- My god, you’re the greatest! I’ll do everything just to...
- But I’ve never done this before... with you...
- Don’t worry I’ve got some experience, don’t hurry...
Curious Lotar peeped in keyhole... - agitated Draw gesticulated furiously trying to persuade embarrassed Toni to sing in duet. (147 words)


@темы: Рассказ, Стёб, Фансервис