Scratch the Surface [Day 9 of Not The Sin (or, Brendon's 12 Days of Kinks)]

Title: Scratch the Surface [Day 9 of Not The Sin (or, Brendon's 12 Days of Kinks)]
Author: lolab 
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Brendon/Ryan
Kink du Jour: Voyeurism (sort of; more like audio-voyeurism :P), hair-pulling.
Word Count: ~1,770
Disclaimer: Fiction as far as I know.
Summary: He's only human; worse, a dude; and worst of all, he's Brendon, and this is Ryan.
Notes: Vignette 9 of 12; Bden's ~Sekrit Kink Series based on email/IM/comment requests from this fic (now #7 in the series). One a day through Christmas: here is my holiday gift to my friendslist. ;)

Please visit the master post for a list of all 12 vignettes. You can read them independently, but they are connected, so it's much better to read them in order.

( It would be so easy to blame this on Ryan -- so he does. )

I'm A Mascot For What You've Become | Gabe/William | PG | ~670 words

Title: I'm A Mascot For What You've Become [1/1]
Author: lolab 
Pairing: Gabe/William
Rating: PG
Words: ~670
Dedication: bunniesontoast.
Notes: No, I'm not doing holiday drabbles for my friends (I'd be here for years!), but Helen's stuck with me since my first Gabilliam even though I haven't written them since like, March, and I know how much she misses them, but she's been awesome and supportive of every fucking thing I've written all year, and I love her and love watching her develop as a writer. The end. So I said "I want to write you a Gabilliam drabble, prompt me."  This was her prompt. I rolled my eyes and complained it wasn't a prompt. Then I wrote this. Title from FOB.

( Voyeur much? )

Your Nightlife Moods | Brendon/Jon | R | ~ 1,180 words

Title: Your Nightlife Moods [1/1]
Author: lolab 
Pairing: Brendon/Jon
Rating: R
Words: ~1,180
Dedication: falling_words 
Notes: HOW DID I GET ROPED INTO WRITING DRABBLES ALL MORNING? I was supposed to work on chapter 16 today and clean the whole house! I hate everyone. Sophie, you are allowed to prompt me too, but no one else. I know all you guys want is PWF anyway, so. :P (Chapter 15 will be posted day after Christmas.)  So Becca's all I'VE KNOWN YOU FOR SIX YEARS I'M ALLOWED TO GIVE YOU VAGUE PROMPTS. It was basically making out against a wall, drunk, RealBoyJon with BonusSekritGheyForBden and notTwinky,Slutty,ORgay!Bden. Oh, honestly.

I TRIED, OKAY. This is so ridiculous. Title from FOB.

( The motivation's pretty shallow, to be honest. )