Car Pr0n

[kabuki]

The whole reason why I started the update (which led to the database crash and the whole new Wordpress-Installation) was the intention to upload another sketch of mine. And as usual - it's all Nocti's fault.



At least this works now.
I wanted to clean up the line arts... that was the plan. And not spending the whole !"$ Saturday afternoon with the stupid wordpress-setup.
That is constantly interrupted because my cable-provider is utterly shit has problems with the connections.

If anybody wonders - I'm ready to kill anybody who dares to get on my nerves today just a little bit aggravated.

Originally published at Solokuenstler.

Comments

[kabuki-chan.livejournal.com]

and I have an idea for a pic ... I really have *drools*

[http://users.livejournal.com/_ice_lady_/]

OMG! >:3

Erm, I suppose I shouldn't push the muses away by promises of hawt bed with silky sheets slow powerful fucking? *hides*

[kabuki-chan.livejournal.com]

My muse is drooling too - so I think nothing can push her away atm

[http://users.livejournal.com/_ice_lady_/]

To cool her down a bit:

Third cigarette out, Tseng places it between his lips and offers the pack to Lazard, who shakes his head.

"I don't smoke," he says, chuckles at Tseng's apparent grin. Then he leans towards the table, smile on his lips as well. "Didn't I tell you that already?" he asks and Tseng's only reaction is the finger motion on the lighter, quick, efficient and barely visible, but the cigarette is lit and the lighter's back on the pack. "For at least three times in the past hour?"

Tseng nods, that smile still there as he exhales through both his nose and his mouth. Lazard's eyebrows slide up and then there's something on Tseng's face, feral and just wrong (for *any* moral compass). "I know," he says, as though it's just a matter of a few seconds before it dawns onLazard. "I just love hearing you say it," he finishes and Lazard looks at him dumbly.

*winks*