Title: The Arduous Wooing of a Tall Northern Jazzy Freak, part II: The Engine of an Aeroplane
Author:
severity_softly
Fandom: The Mighty Boosh
Rating: R-ish
Pairing: Howard/Vince
Word count: ~900
Summary: Howard wakes up with Vince in his arms.
Notes: This is a follow up to my last fic, Nightmare After The Nightmare, which is a tag to the end of "The Nightmare of Milky Joe". Beta'd by
innerslytherin, who is grudgingly humoring my new fandom obsession.
Previous Installment: Nightmare After The Nightmare
Howard woke up with the smell of something sweet and slightly spicy in his nostrils. It was a familiar smell, a comforting smell, but his sleep-fogged mind couldn't place it. He sucked in a deeper whiff of it, then flinched when something tickled his nose.
His eyes flew open. Oh, dear God. The night before flooded back to him. Vince was in bed with him. His nose was practically buried in Vince's hair; his arm was draped over Vince's waist... And he was rock hard. Oh God.
He tensed automatically, unmoving, but Vince must have felt in anyway.
"Hv'I ever told you that you snore, Howard?" Vince murmured.
For a moment, all Howard could manage to do was listen to the thudding of his heart. It seemed to resonate through his whole body.
"On the other side of the room," Vince continued sleepily, "it's pretty quiet, but when it's right in my ear it's a bit like standing under the engine of an aeroplane that keeps stopping and starting."
Howard wasn't sure if he was imagining things or not, but he could have sworn he felt Vince shift back against him.
"I didn't mind, really. It was a little soothing. You have perfect rhythm, even unconscious," Vince mumbled. "Schnrr... schnrr," he mimicked, then went on with a melody, bouncing a little in the bed, "Schnrr, shika comma latte. Schnrr, just like Liberace, schnrr, eating calamari. Schnrr, Schnrr, wiggle like a jelly fish, ooh! Schnrr, sleeping in a little box, ooh! Schnrr-- It was brilliant, Howard; I kept expecting you to join in, but you sleep like the dead!"
Howard was still more concerned about the erection fitted snugly against the man in his bed. "Vince, I didn't mean to--" he started, then Vince shook his head.
"You were asleep. Anyway, I don't care," Vince said. Then, to Howard's horror, he wiggled his ass against Howard's erection.
Howard suddenly realized he was still holding Vince, and pushed him away quickly. "Don't."
Vince laughed and rolled away. "All right. You don't have to shove," he complained lightly, and shifted to face Howard.
Howard sucked in a breath at the sight of him. His hair was a mess and he wasn't wearing any make-up. It was beautiful. Maybe because almost no one ever saw Vince like this but him.
"Look, even if you are attracted to me, it's okay."
"It is?" Howard blurted, and wished he could take it back when a cheeky smile grew on Vince's face. "I mean, I'm not. Howard Moon is a ladies man, sir."
"Right," Vince said. "I've never even seen you with a girl."
"I'm selective," Howard protested.
"Selective?" Vince repeated, looking amused. "What about that fox you were bumming?"
"That was a rumor, and an untrue one at that," Howard whispered angrily, then started to shove again. "Get out."
Vince was giggling now, and he grabbed Howard's wrists. "Or what?"
Howard growled and pushed again, and when Vince fell out of bed, Howard had to go with him to keep from getting his arms bent backwards. He landed on Vince, who groaned, then he rolled over onto his back next to Vince. He sat up immediately and tugged the bottom of his night shirt to straighten himself out.
"You love me," Vince teased, and nudged Howard with his knee from where he was still laying on the floor.
"I don't--"
"Yes you do. You told me once," Vince said. Howard could still hear the grin in his voice.
"Yeah, well I love you a lot less now than I did then."
Vince sat up then, smiling at Howard. He lifted his hand and twirled a lock of Howard's hair around his finger. "You need a hair cut."
Howard jumped to his feet, glad his erection was starting to wane. "You stay away from me."
Vince snickered. "Or what?"
"You don't want Howard Moon to unleash his wrath upon you, sir," Howard threatened.
"What are you gonna do? Jazz me to death?" Vince said.
"Maybe I will," Howard retorted.
"How are you gonna keep me from just walkin' away?"
"Maybe I'll tie you up."
Vince's eyelids lowered into a seductive expression. "You kinky bitch. I had no idea."
A jolt of something went through Howard at Vince's expression, and then his cheeks heated. "Just... stay away from my hair," he stammered.
Vince held up his hands in surrender, his grin dimming a little. "All right. Fine. I'll just let you continue to look like you've been stranded on a desert island."
"I have been," Howard said, then sighed and sat down on the edge of Vince's bed. Vince looked suddenly more subdued, sitting cross-legged and picking at the hem of his sleeve. "Did you have any more nightmares?" Howard asked after the room was silent for a few moments.
Vince looked up at him, then back down, his smile going suddenly shy. "No," he said quietly.
Howard nodded, wishing he didn't feel oddly proud of that. "Good." He paused, then in spite of himself added, "Do you think you can sleep in your own bed tonight?" Vince looked back up again and shrugged, but didn't look away again. Howard nodded once more, then gestured at the door. "Naboo's probably making breakfast."
"Yeah," Vince said, then smiled again when Howard offered a hand up.
That night, Howard wasn't the least bit surprised to find Vince in his bed before even he got there.
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Next Installment: With Eyes Closed
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Author:
Fandom: The Mighty Boosh
Rating: R-ish
Pairing: Howard/Vince
Word count: ~900
Summary: Howard wakes up with Vince in his arms.
Notes: This is a follow up to my last fic, Nightmare After The Nightmare, which is a tag to the end of "The Nightmare of Milky Joe". Beta'd by
Previous Installment: Nightmare After The Nightmare
Howard woke up with the smell of something sweet and slightly spicy in his nostrils. It was a familiar smell, a comforting smell, but his sleep-fogged mind couldn't place it. He sucked in a deeper whiff of it, then flinched when something tickled his nose.
His eyes flew open. Oh, dear God. The night before flooded back to him. Vince was in bed with him. His nose was practically buried in Vince's hair; his arm was draped over Vince's waist... And he was rock hard. Oh God.
He tensed automatically, unmoving, but Vince must have felt in anyway.
"Hv'I ever told you that you snore, Howard?" Vince murmured.
For a moment, all Howard could manage to do was listen to the thudding of his heart. It seemed to resonate through his whole body.
"On the other side of the room," Vince continued sleepily, "it's pretty quiet, but when it's right in my ear it's a bit like standing under the engine of an aeroplane that keeps stopping and starting."
Howard wasn't sure if he was imagining things or not, but he could have sworn he felt Vince shift back against him.
"I didn't mind, really. It was a little soothing. You have perfect rhythm, even unconscious," Vince mumbled. "Schnrr... schnrr," he mimicked, then went on with a melody, bouncing a little in the bed, "Schnrr, shika comma latte. Schnrr, just like Liberace, schnrr, eating calamari. Schnrr, Schnrr, wiggle like a jelly fish, ooh! Schnrr, sleeping in a little box, ooh! Schnrr-- It was brilliant, Howard; I kept expecting you to join in, but you sleep like the dead!"
Howard was still more concerned about the erection fitted snugly against the man in his bed. "Vince, I didn't mean to--" he started, then Vince shook his head.
"You were asleep. Anyway, I don't care," Vince said. Then, to Howard's horror, he wiggled his ass against Howard's erection.
Howard suddenly realized he was still holding Vince, and pushed him away quickly. "Don't."
Vince laughed and rolled away. "All right. You don't have to shove," he complained lightly, and shifted to face Howard.
Howard sucked in a breath at the sight of him. His hair was a mess and he wasn't wearing any make-up. It was beautiful. Maybe because almost no one ever saw Vince like this but him.
"Look, even if you are attracted to me, it's okay."
"It is?" Howard blurted, and wished he could take it back when a cheeky smile grew on Vince's face. "I mean, I'm not. Howard Moon is a ladies man, sir."
"Right," Vince said. "I've never even seen you with a girl."
"I'm selective," Howard protested.
"Selective?" Vince repeated, looking amused. "What about that fox you were bumming?"
"That was a rumor, and an untrue one at that," Howard whispered angrily, then started to shove again. "Get out."
Vince was giggling now, and he grabbed Howard's wrists. "Or what?"
Howard growled and pushed again, and when Vince fell out of bed, Howard had to go with him to keep from getting his arms bent backwards. He landed on Vince, who groaned, then he rolled over onto his back next to Vince. He sat up immediately and tugged the bottom of his night shirt to straighten himself out.
"You love me," Vince teased, and nudged Howard with his knee from where he was still laying on the floor.
"I don't--"
"Yes you do. You told me once," Vince said. Howard could still hear the grin in his voice.
"Yeah, well I love you a lot less now than I did then."
Vince sat up then, smiling at Howard. He lifted his hand and twirled a lock of Howard's hair around his finger. "You need a hair cut."
Howard jumped to his feet, glad his erection was starting to wane. "You stay away from me."
Vince snickered. "Or what?"
"You don't want Howard Moon to unleash his wrath upon you, sir," Howard threatened.
"What are you gonna do? Jazz me to death?" Vince said.
"Maybe I will," Howard retorted.
"How are you gonna keep me from just walkin' away?"
"Maybe I'll tie you up."
Vince's eyelids lowered into a seductive expression. "You kinky bitch. I had no idea."
A jolt of something went through Howard at Vince's expression, and then his cheeks heated. "Just... stay away from my hair," he stammered.
Vince held up his hands in surrender, his grin dimming a little. "All right. Fine. I'll just let you continue to look like you've been stranded on a desert island."
"I have been," Howard said, then sighed and sat down on the edge of Vince's bed. Vince looked suddenly more subdued, sitting cross-legged and picking at the hem of his sleeve. "Did you have any more nightmares?" Howard asked after the room was silent for a few moments.
Vince looked up at him, then back down, his smile going suddenly shy. "No," he said quietly.
Howard nodded, wishing he didn't feel oddly proud of that. "Good." He paused, then in spite of himself added, "Do you think you can sleep in your own bed tonight?" Vince looked back up again and shrugged, but didn't look away again. Howard nodded once more, then gestured at the door. "Naboo's probably making breakfast."
"Yeah," Vince said, then smiled again when Howard offered a hand up.
That night, Howard wasn't the least bit surprised to find Vince in his bed before even he got there.
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Next Installment: With Eyes Closed
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Date: 2009-08-05 02:45 am (UTC)Well written, is their going to be more?
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Date: 2009-08-05 02:49 am (UTC)I hadn't planned to sequel the last one. I'm toying with the idea of doing more, but I don't want to say anything definite either way. I'm always afraid that'll jinx it. ;)
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Date: 2009-08-05 03:00 am (UTC)xxx
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Date: 2009-08-05 07:41 am (UTC)sir, can I have some more?<3
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Date: 2009-08-05 03:16 pm (UTC)Glad you liked it!
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Date: 2009-08-05 10:48 am (UTC)Really nice, both of these stories, and there is a good feeling of progression, so, yeah - go for it!
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Date: 2009-08-05 03:19 pm (UTC)Thank you!
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Date: 2009-08-05 11:48 am (UTC)Lovely dialogue in this. And you were very brave to attempt the crimp, and it was a good effort too. Genuinely I think it's fab that you wrote it. I always just leave 'em to the Boosh. :)
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Date: 2009-08-05 03:22 pm (UTC)LOL The crimp. I almost cut it so many times. I was like 'this will either work, or it will come off totally stupid'. I was actually slightly terrified to hit that post button with it still in there, so I'm glad you think it worked. Thanks! :)
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Date: 2009-08-05 06:45 pm (UTC)But yeah, the Haven, especially, tends to be nice and fluffy. :) And you're right, the size is right and it's friendly too.
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Date: 2009-08-05 07:19 pm (UTC)Yeah, mine did too. LOTR to House to Torchwood and now here. Only written in TW and Boosh mind... oh, well that and Jeeves and Wooster. That's about the same size as Boosh anyway.
*hugs* for your friend being worried that you're leaving her. I felt like crying when half my mates sodded off into SPN land. I refuse. I'm staying Booshy. ;)
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Date: 2009-08-05 07:30 pm (UTC)Oh, SPN. *shakes head* So many people I know divide their attention between the fandoms I met them in and SPN, and I just can't get into it. *makes face* Booshy is definitely better. ;)
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Date: 2009-08-05 07:33 pm (UTC)Is your header Criminal Minds? I can't say I know anything about it... *looks suitably shamed* ;)
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Date: 2009-08-05 07:43 pm (UTC)*G* Yep, that's CM. It's a crime show about a team of FBI profilers who track down serial killers through behavioral analysis (did I mention I also seem to make huge genre leaps in fandoms? LOL). It's really very good. And it's actually the first fandom I've been a
whoremulti-shipper in. I could throw almost anyone in that fandom in bed with anyone else (I was shocked when I found I was able to write HET even!) *snorts*I haven't seen any Torchwood, but I know a lot of people who love it. House... I have a bit of a medical phobia, so the few times I've tried to watch it, it's made me all fainty. *is a big wus sometimes*
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Date: 2009-08-05 07:50 pm (UTC)Criminal Minds does sound interesting. I'll have to have a look and see if it's on over here. You multi-ship? I sort of did that with TW, although Janto was my mainstay. But it is a lot of fun. I suck at het though... I really... should probably try and write it again.
I sort of lost my way with TW. The evils of meeting the actors... sometimes that's not a good thing, y'know? House is the only medical show I like. It can be a bit gross though, you're right. There's something about Hugh Laurie when he's playing House though... *swoons*
House fandom though? Scary place! *nods*
(I have friended you btw. I'm getting the vibe that you like a natter. Me too. :) )
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Date: 2009-08-05 08:05 pm (UTC)I really was freaked out to start writing het, but now one of my favorite ships is a het ship and one that I even am RPing now. *points at icon* The sex was incredibly awkward to write at first, however. ;) (Speaking of RP, I was hunting the other day and found ZERO active Boosh RPs. That made me sad. lol)
And, oh yes, I can definitely see the swoon-worthiness of Hugh Laurie as House. I really WANT to like the show, because it seems so good. I just don't like trying to watch something that might make me swoon in the bad way without any notice. lol
I friended back! I talk about a lot of personal mental health (etc. etc.) stuff around here, but if you can handle that, you seem nice/mature enough. And if you catch me in the right mood and in the right subject, I can go on and on for ages. ;)
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Date: 2009-08-05 08:20 pm (UTC)There is Boosh RPS. There have been a few on Boosh Shorts (the drabble challenge com) and I write RPS, though I am one of the few who does now. *sniffs*. My problem is that I keep writing epic, so I don't post dreadfully regularly, then I post tons. LOL!
My stuff is very porny though... you have been warned. There's a fic list on the side bar of my journal, so feel free to have a gander.
Hon, I say enjoy the Hugh Laurie love from a distance. I love House, but I'm not sure it's worth fainting for! *g*
Oh, I'm just recovering from a fairly major depressive wobbler. Be safe in the knowledge that I'm pretty down with many different shades of MH stuff.
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Date: 2009-08-05 08:32 pm (UTC)I can write very long fic, but I tend to ease myself into fandoms when it comes to length and porniness. I want to make sure I'm getting it right first. I'm just now trying to write Naboo and Bollo, and am pretty uncertain about it. LOL
Porn is definitely good and appreciated though, so no worries there. ;) I probably write far too much porn in CM as it is!
Oh, ok, awesome. Well, not awesome about the depression, but you know what I mean. :P
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Date: 2009-08-05 09:04 pm (UTC)You know what, I figure Noel and Julian are relatively au fait with their slashiness. And that's why I feel okay about it. Plus, I try very hard to be respectful, not dismiss their other relationships. That's my moralisation of it, I guess, which I think you have to do if you write RPS.
Yeah, I think you're right, start short. I, of course, started writing fanfic with a 15 part epic... yeah. Me and common sense have issues sometimes. ;)
I know what you mean about depression... it's so not fun when you realise you're freaking people out. :)
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Date: 2009-08-05 09:17 pm (UTC)Oh, yeah, I can definitely see that Noel and Julian probably wouldn't care. I'm not freaked out by it at all, but I'd have to ease into that too. But it's a bit like Simon Pegg/Nick Frost: both "couples" seem to almost encourage it. :P And I definitely appreciate respect in RPS, which is what got me in weirdness with my few attempts.
My very first fic was planned to be very long, but I only wrote 2-3 installments and then it fell apart. So I went from that to compulsively drabbling on strict 100-word drabble comms until I started to feel more "skilled". Me and my co-writer actually can't seem to write short most of the time, though. We're just finishing a 150K CM fic for a fest, and our first CM fic together was 130K. We write faster than we can post and have a backlog of about 15 fics waiting to get posted. *headdesk*
LOL I'm actually bipolar, so I tend to go from excitable to worrying/freaking people out in turns, but it's much better now that I know why and am taking steps to control it than it used to be, though.
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Date: 2009-08-05 09:51 pm (UTC)Yeah, I think bipolar is all about control, isn't it? All MH issues are to some extent, and there are always the times when you get it wrong, but I think learning stability takes practise like everything.
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Date: 2009-08-05 09:59 pm (UTC)I've tried to drag her into Boosh to write with me, and eventually got her to watch three of my favorites (Tundra, Milky Joe, and Party), but she just doesn't get it at all. Her description was along the lines of "definitely slashy, and I laughed a little, but it's also really weird, sort of creepy, and lacking in cohesion". LOL
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Date: 2009-08-06 08:19 am (UTC)I think the Boosh is something that you get or you don't. You sort of have to learn to relax your mind, so to speak. And then, it all starts to make sense. That said, I wouldn't disagree with your friend's description... it's just that that's what I like about it! ;)
Icon love!
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Date: 2009-08-06 04:02 pm (UTC)You sort of have to learn to relax your mind, so to speak. And then, it all starts to make sense.
Yes! This! I honestly wasn't quite sure about it at first. My husband nudged me into watching it, and after the first couple episodes I was sort of going 'wtf?' but I was also oddly and tentatively liking it.. and after a couple more episodes I was totally hooked!
Oh, I agree with her too. It's just sort of funny. I keep thinking whether you like it or not has a lot to do with how abstractly you can/are willing to think.
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Date: 2009-08-05 03:25 pm (UTC)Glad you're enjoying it!
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