Thursday, April 14, 2011

It Was Just a Small Fire

Title: It Was Just a Small Fire – a Drouble
Authors: Tarabeth and Jo
Characters: Mason and Billy
Implements: Hand and Paddle
Author’s Note: This was written for the Writing Lines Spring Chillax Drabble Challenge

Billy sat on the front step, with a black smudge on his face and an empty fire extinguisher. He looked up as Mason walked up the path, and saw the look of alrm on his handsome Top's face.

"Chillax, it was just a little fire,” he said.  “On the good side you've been saying lately that you want to remodel the kitchen."  Mason asked what happened, and Billy cocked his head to the side giving his innocent look. "I was going to grill burgers for dinner. Who knew that would happen when kerosine was thrown on a cooktop?"

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Mason pulled Billy into the lounge.  He took a seat and ordered, “Drop ‘em.”

“Maaaaace…,” Billy pleaded. 

“I’m not in the mood, Monkey.  Take down your jeans,” he repeated. 

Billy gave a pout, but lowered his pants as instructed.  He was pulled over Mason’s lap and yelped when the volley of very firm swats began.
“Mace, I’m sorry,” Billy cried when the paddle ran over his ass. 

Mason proceeded to set Billy’s butt aflame.  He set the paddle down and ran his hand over Billy’s hot cheeks.  “Chillax, it was just a little fire.”

Billy groaned, “That’s so not funny.”