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"Bonded" by JimboPairing: Gamble/Street (Jeremy Renner, Colin Farrell)
Warnings: A little nasty. Slash, bondage.
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Title: "Tether Ball" (200 words)
With a deft move Jim Street fastened the cuff around his ex-partner's left wrist; when the confused Gamble looked over and tried to protest, he found his right arm equally encumbered.
"Wha?"
Street smiled grimly, watching Brian Gamble struggle to shake off sleep. "Here's the rules, starting with the things you can do."
The two sets of handcuffs fastened to the head of Gamble's bed held his muscular arms wide, posed like a naked gymnast. He seemed to only half-listen to Street as he tested their strength.
Impatient, Street continued. "You can sit up, if you try. You can probably manage to scratch your nose. You can take a p*** or a s***, if you don't mind lying in it."
Street stretched out next to Gamble. "If you want to eat or drink, you'll have to ask." He trailed his hand down a ridge of hipbone and nestled his fingertips in the mossy lawn above Gamble's inert c***. "If you want anything else, you have to beg."
"You're f**king kidding me," Gamble said, finally recognizing the seriousness of the situation.
"And here's what you can't do."
Gamble took a deep breath. "What's that, Jimbo?"
"Ever walk out on me again."
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Title: "Force of Nature" (100 words)
"You can't keep me like this, Jimbo."
Brian Gamble's tone was wheedling. His arms were aching, and the skin around his wrists was raw from straining against the handcuffs that had him tethered to the bed.
His former partner didn't respond. He sat across the room, feet up, chewing gum as he stared darkly at Gamble. What the f**k is he thinking, Gamble wondered, still shocked at finding himself held captive by S.W.A.T.'s straight-shooter, Jim Street.
"What do you plan to do now?" Gamble asked, wincing at a sudden pang from his equally raw anus.
Street smiled. "Take my time."
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Title: "There's the Rub" (100 words)
"I've got a cramp in my leg, Jimbo. Jesus, it's killing me!"
A naked Jim Street crouched on the damp mattress and kneaded the bulging quadricep, trying to ease the painful muscle spasm. He knew his ex-partner wasn't one to complain needlessly. Brian Gamble had always been fearless and stoic about everything, except, of course, going to the dentist.
"That's one hell of a kink you got there," Street said, still working on the leg.
Gamble craned his neck and looked pointedly at the handcuffs tethering him to the bed.
"I guess I could say the same for you, brother."
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Title: "Indefinite" (200 words)
"You're getting chafed," Jim Street said as he massaged cream into his former partner's wrist, sliding the bracelet of the handcuff up and down as he worked.
"Why don't you just unlock the f**kers?" asked Brian Gamble. Fettered to the headboard for nearly 48 hours, his mood ricocheted between resignation and fury.
"Can't do it," Street answered, shaking his head and moving to the other arm.
"It doesn't bother a straight-arrow like you that you're breaking a string of laws here, including kidnapping, assault and sodomy?"
Street paused for a minute in his ministrations. "There's no law against securing your own property. And I'm taking good care of you. You're probably getting more rest and nourishment than you have since you left 'S.W.A.T.'"
Gamble groaned. "Jimbo, I think you've officially lost it."
Not answering, Street sat down on the bed and started to stroke Gamble's muscled chest. "Are you okay?" he asked. "Do you need your diaper changed?"
"F**k you, Jimmy!"
Street lowered his face to Gamble's chest, rubbing his stubble and muffling his answer against naked skin.
"How long do you plan on keeping me here?" Gamble asked.
Sitting up, Street sighed and shrugged. "As long as it takes."
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Title: "Consummate Bond" (200 words)
Tears crawled down Brian Gamble's flushed cheeks, and he was unable to wipe them away with hands still cuffed to the head of his bed.
"Did I hurt you?" Jim Street asked in a husky voice. "I swear to God I didn't mean to."
Gamble's breath caught, his quaking chest leveling out as he slowly regained control. His light eyes stared up at the ceiling as he refused to meet the intense stare of his former partner.
"Maybe I am f**king insane," Street said, "keeping you like this." Squatting on the mattress on his haunches, he suppressed a shudder, a nearby fan already chilling his damp skin. Gamble's response was muttered so softly, Street couldn't make it out. He leaned close.
"What did you say, Brian?"
"It didn't hurt. Not like the first time," Gamble replied. "I almost said, 'please don't,' when you started." He paused, then gave a great sigh. "Jimbo, I'm glad I didn't."
Street's expression softened, and he lowered his face to Gamble's sticky belly and nestled it against the precious, flaccid c*** curled there. "That's what I almost said in the locker room, when I knew you were leaving me," he whispered.
"I'm sorry I didn't."
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Title: "Bellyache" (100 words)
"You want some powder on your ass?"
Jim Street's tongue peeked out between taut lips as he carefully folded up the soiled diaper he had just removed from his former partner, Brian Gamble. Gamble, tethered to his bed with handcuffs, was muttering something about a stomach ache.
"F**k you, Jimbo! How can you treat me like a baby after everything we went through together?"
Street leveled dark eyes on Gamble. "It's easy. You are my baby."
"Jesus, Jimmy. It hurts!"
"What hurts, Bri? Your gut? Your wrists? Your hole?"
Gamble swallowed and groaned. "No, mother-f***er," he finally said.
"My heart."
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Title: "Top Gun" (100 words)
Brian Gamble rubbed his raw wrists, avoiding the scrutiny of his former partner and recent captor.
"You're not such a maverick anymore," Jim Street said, tossing the handcuffs aside and turning away.
Gamble raised his head, a spark behind his eyes. "Wha?"
"You heard me," Street said. "I'm top now."
"You're top? Top Dog?"
"Top Gun."
Grunting, Gamble suddenly tackled Street's back. Hot breath seared Street's neck and earlobe as Gamble hissed, "Let's see if you can be such an iceman when you're the one getting f**ked, Jimmy!"
Then Gamble smiled for the first time in hours.
"It's my turn."
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11/26/07 02:57 pm
Our anniversary was wonderful. Jim is such a perfect husband. I mean it.
And Lindsay is such a great friend. I don't know what we'd do without her. More specifically, I don't know what I WOULD DO WITHOUT HER. (LOL.) Lindsay is truly my best friend.
Hey, I'm still really working on her to get a LiveJournal account. I think that maybe if she were here, I'd be more interested in blogging again. (And seeing as we already take of the house, kids and our outside activities together, we could figure out some kind of balancing act for LJ. Right? LOL.)
Jimmy wrote me a very cool fanfic , featuring William Wallace slashed with The Bruce, from the movie "Braveheart." (It's a pairing I really love.) The two characters in this movie are (loosely) based on men out of history, by the way. Wasn't that a great anniversary present???
My present for him was to try and add more of his fic to our website. ( I managed to do the following ten pages: )
Jimbo's such a prolific writer (and I'm always so busy) that I never seem able to keep up with all the things I need to add. So those ten pages are only the tip of the iceberg. And I'd really love to have all Jim's stuff up!!! I mean, that's what we have our website for, to share the fanfics.
Hell, let's face it. I just never got that involved with our website. I always planned to. And I still think it's a very cool idea, but it takes a long time to code and I'm pretty lousy at web design and CSS and even at web grapics. So if you happen to be a fan of Jimmy's writing, then you should be sure to friend his fic journal: ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif) jimbo_fic
This is another one of those things I'm always sure I'll get around to... oh, one of these days. LOL. Yeah, right.
And here I am again, thinking I'll get back to blogging. I did it when there was Chad to care for. I did it after Katie Scarlett came. I mean, it's just not that different having the baby around. And Chad's a huge help, now that he's seven. (I could go on and on about my oldest son, believe me.) Plus I've got Lindsay, like I said.
Jim's the perfect hubby and daddy, too. A guy couldn't ask for more. (Even if I frequently do. You know how that goes.)
This is long enough. And the 'king' (as we frequently call Henry) is screaming for me, so I've got to dash for now.
Hopefully my next entry will include a longer list of fanfic adds and other interesting news, too.
Bri
11/22/06 12:22 am
Are we excited about this at my house? You're damn right we are! LOL.
The Laurie Berkner Band
with Susie Lampert and Adam Bernstein is going to be on the Fisher-Price float in this year's Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade! (Thursday, November 23, 2006 -- Thanksgiving Day)
The parade starts at 9:00 a.m. and ends at 12:00 noon.
You can watch in your own home on NBC.
The Fisher-Price float should be near the beginning of the parade, scheduled to arrive at
Macy's Herald Square at approximately 10:11 a.m. (Subject to change.)
Laurie and the band will be singing Bumblebee (Buzz Buzz).
ETA: Visit the official Macy's Parade website.
8/25/06 10:02 pm
Don't miss 'em! They'll be on tomorrow (Saturday, August 26) for a brief performance.
Bri
8/25/06 08:58 pm
RECIPE: Worms in Dirt Ice Cream
Needed:
Plastic Cups
Chocolate Ice Cream
Chocolate Cookie Crumbs (any type -- but Oreos if you have them)
Gummy Worms
Instructions:
Soften your chocolate ice cream so you can work with it. Then fill each plastic cup around 3/4 full.
Crumble your chocolate cookies to create crumbs for dirt. Top off each cup of ice cream with crumbs.
Place gummy worms on top.
You can cover with plastic wrap and put in freezer briefly prior to serving.
Fun, fun, fun! LOL.
Bri
8/5/06 06:17 pm
Jimmy ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) just_jimbo and I have done a lot of talking about our flister Thom's thom413 recent entry about wanting to marry a cop...
Jim shared his thoughts about it here in his most recent entry.
I guess I don't need to say that I'm really proud to be married to a cop, no matter what the down side might be. I often wish it was easier for Jimmy, but that's the life and we're both up for it.
And on a totally different note!
( Here's Bri's TRUE Birth Month! )
Jim took the kids and me for coffee this morning -- then let me shop at a yard sale while he watched Katie. Part of the time Chad was with me (hunting toys), and part of the time he was with Jim. LOL.
I love my husband. A ton.
7/6/06 12:20 am
The kids had a great time at the bday party last Saturday. It was a madhouse here, with people -- mostly little people -- everywhere! LOL. I had a total blast. I really did.
Chad loved his presents and Katie Scarlett loved the cake and ice cream. Starsky kept trying to lick her clean, which was the cutest thing you ever saw.
The noise level was pretty high, so you can't blame Jimmy just_jimbo if he escaped with his buddy Rory -- and several visiting dads -- from time to time. (I can only guess where they went and what they were up to, as I had my hands full with kids and moms. ROFL.)
Anyway, I couldn't have done it without help from Lindsay and Bobby (and Rog, too), I have to admit. They were all life savers!
We skipped church on Sunday and just slept in. It was a lovely, quiet day. I did a few things in the afternoon to get ready for the gathering here on Tuesday, but otherwise it was just the four of us, lazing around, with Starsky under foot.
By Monday I was gearing up again while Jim went back to work. Thankfully we'd divided the needs list, so that everyone coming was helping out. So mainly I just had to gather enough chairs and put out decorations and make sure we had enough basic supplies like paper plates, napkins and plastic cups, forks and spoons to keep us in business. LOL. Others brought various food items, soda and beer and whatever.
Two parties inside a four day period was really pushing it, I think. But it was fun, anyway. And the demographics were decidedly different Tuesday, with a lot less kids and a lot more of Jim's friends from work. The beer and wine was flowing pretty freely and the grill never seemed to lack hot dogs or burgers.
I was proud of Chad both days, by the way. He's always a good kid, but some days it just seems more obvious than other times. He's growing up and getting smarter every day, I swear. Even when he was worn out and a little cranky, he managed to be good as gold. Jim was happy about it, too.
Today was spent cleaning up, with help from Lindsay again. Thank God! (Yeah, Chad helped, too.) Jim seemed none the worse for wear when he headed to work, even if he had hit both the beer and food pretty hard on the Fourth! LOL. (When hubby heads away leaving you with a dog and two kids -- plus a big, bad mess -- then you sure are grateful for the kind of friends who are willing to jump in with aid!)
Anyway, summer is in full swing here and we've got people around the house almost constantly, it seems. I feel pretty lucky to have such terrific friends both on and off line. It's great.
I do have to keep a close eye on Katie right now, as she's really walking. I mean walking all over! LOL. Her new trick is chasing after Starsky, but he's really good about it. (Poor long-suffering dog!)
I've been going to write for days, but it seems like every time I try I end up at the front door or on the phone. I'm not complaining, though. It's great to have such wonderful friends...
(Yeah, I'm blushing a bit about all the nice things people said when they saw the photo of me with the baby that Jimmy recently shared in his blog. I still can't get over him being willing to put it right out there like that. Man. Anyway, Jim's LJ friends were sure nice about it!)
I guess it's time to head to bed.
1/6/06 02:46 pm
My poor little boy... He's just not quite his normal, cheery self. I hate seeing him sick. I feel impotent. It hurts. Anyway, we'll just have to ride it out...
I have these following banners up all the time at our websites...
Hey, I almost cried when I read the following, sent to me as an email forward from a friend. Man. Thought I'd share with everyone. (I think it might mean more to those who have kids, but it's touching anyway...)
( Making Pancakes... )
Bri
11/9/05 12:08 am
This is from April of 2004. Regardless, I found it a horrifying read! (As I think any parent might.) So I decided to share it here...
( Please SAVE Chad and Katie Scarlett from this CRAP!!! )
Huh. Well, it sounds like Lauren got a good taste of what she'd been doing herself -- right?
What fascinates me is the fact that females are so active in cyber bullying. It's not actually a surprise. I mean, I've been around fandom-oriented places online and have seen how the women (often young women -- meaning girls) treat each other, or treat men (like me!!!). I've seen really DECENT women attacked and treated in entirely nasty ways by such people. I've personally been treated with a lack of respect -- and I've seen Jimmy just_jimbo attacked.
While I love the internet, there's something about not having to see the pain in a person's face that makes many feel they can say and do ANYTHING. It's not a good thing.
But trust me. My kids won't be doing this CRAP to anyone else. EVER. I'm going to know what they're up to online. And I'm going to instill in them what it means to bully others.
(But I sincerely fear for anyone who tries to bully my kids... They so don't want to make Jim mad... Scary shit...)
Bri
Current Mood: concerned
11/8/05 12:42 am
Honest. (Barely?)
I'll try and post tomorrow -- but you never know!
I feel like we're BURIED in laundry here, so I need to do the 'numerous loads' thing tomorrow. Man. It's hard when you've got four grown men, a kid and a BABY in the house. There's never a break in the laundry!!!
And I've been so BAD about it. Now I can't see the room for the laundry. Big, bad sigh.
I love home schooling Chad, though! He's so smart. And getting so much more assertive and... I don't know. Smarter? I love it when he disagrees with us from time to time. He used to always just agree with whatever we said. It's very cool. He's more of a person every single day.
Of course, so is Katie Scarlett! She's going to be a handful, that one!
Well, I'm beat. I'd planned to read my flist and comment and do some community things, but I'm too tired to think. Again, maybe tomorrow.
(I miss you guys!)
Bri
7/26/05 08:01 pm
Yeah, I'm still hung up on the 'glitter effect' thing. What can I say? LOL.
Here's my latest thing...
(Guess I'd better put it behind an lj-cut. I don't want anyone to be struck blind by the blinking. LOL.)
( My Butterfly is Glittery Black and Yellow on Pink and Green! )
So, I need to post my most recent Gamble/Street fanfic.
I've been putting it off and putting it off, even though I finished it on July 5. It's angsty and kind of gets to me. (Sigh.)
Thankfully my husband's latest Gamble/Street fanfic -- "Back in Business" -- wasn't that angsty! (I was really sweating it when I read it for the first time...)
Somebody KICK my butt. I really do need to post that thing!
And I also need to update our GAMBLE/STREET website, too...
The heat's been bugging both the kids (Chad and Katie Scarlett) and me... (Lame excuse, but true, even so!)
Bri
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