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5.22 - Getting To Know You
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Which Could Mean Nothing
like lucy by serenfire | chapter 1 of 6
ER (1994) | Abby Lockhart/John Carter/Lucy Knight | 5,786 words | E
“Okay.” Carter starts to pace back and forth in front of the bed. “So. You’re fucking Abby.” Lucy snorts. “Genius.” Carter primly brandishes his middle finger and tries to slow his heart rate down to a cool 120. “Well, so, uh. Why? Is it because of me?” Lucy’s jaw hits her chest. “Is it…John Truman Carter, what the fuck are you talking about?”
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like lucy by serenfire | chapter 3 of 6
ER (1994) | Abby Lockhart/John Carter/Lucy Knight | 6,096 words | E
“Okay.” Carter starts to pace back and forth in front of the bed. “So. You’re fucking Abby.” Lucy snorts. “Genius.” Carter primly brandishes his middle finger and tries to slow his heart rate down to a cool 120. “Well, so, uh. Why? Is it because of me?” Lucy’s jaw hits her chest. “Is it…John Truman Carter, what the fuck are you talking about?”
chapter 3 summary
Lucy studies him, cocks her head to one side like she just happens to be naked and spread on top of ruched sheets for this conversation. “You wanna play Abby?” she asks. Heady. Breathless. That half-grin at him, showing her teeth like a shark. “That’s how you want to play it?” Heat gels in his gut. “I do,” says Carter. “I want to.”
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proxy by serenfire
ER (1994) | Peter Benton/John Carter/Lucy Knight | 18,224 words | E
Lucy pokes Carter until he collapses with her onto the carpet. “So, we’re both gonna get rug burn, huh?” Carter looks up at her. His cheeks are on fire. He scrunches the fibers of the carpet up in his hands. “I suppose,” he says, faint, oh, he gets shy when he’s horny, “we could—rug burn. Sure.” “Besides.” Lucy cocks her head, stares Benton right in the eyes. “It’s not as if this is his first time, right?”
(Or: God forbid a little proxy fucking bring coworkers closer together.)
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just keep going by serenfire
ER (1994) | John Carter/Lucy Knight | 9,358 words | E
Still: she does need to correct him on one point. “So that’s, uh, sweat.” Carter hums a nuh-uh noise against her. Really? He’s trying to communicate with her, right now? When he’s…like this? “I was,” Lucy’s voice wavers, “doing Pilates before I kicked you. For like fifteen minutes. And—” there can’t possibly be this much micromanagement during sex— “so sorry, but can you move your nose out of my asshole?"
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