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Wednesday, July 14th, 2010 09:16 pm
::is laughing SO HARD::

RP-A-S!!!! ::CROWS::

What? you may ask.

Real Person Anthropormorphic Slash

::is SO AMUSED::


Title: Shutter and Release
Author: [personal profile] permetaform
Fandom: RPAS!
Pairing: Camera/Johnny Depp (implied Paparazzi/Camera, Paparazzi/Johnny, Acting/Johnny)
Rating: R?
Disclaimer: Not making money off this.

Summary: Make love to the camera, Johnny.


Johnny Depp smiles guardedly at the Camera.

"I love you, you know." the Camera whispers to him, caressing his cheekbones and dazzling the man with his flash.

"You lie." Johnny states it like truth and pulls back, "And you're just doing this for Paparazzi. You know how they treat me, how they," he broke off, raking his hands through his hair, spoke softly, "How they violate me. How could you submit me to that?"

"I have as little control over Paparazzi as you do," the Camera whirrs in dismay. It reaches out towards the man, who flinches away.

"They get to me through you, you know that?" Johnny clasps his hands and shifts on the chair. He looks up at the Camera, who zooms closer and smooths across his hipbones and shoulders.

"But isn't it worth it?" The Camera whispers a kiss into each of Johnny's eyes and laves him lovingly from fingertip to wrist.

Johnny considers the Camera, shifts again in his chair, and thought of his children and of his other love, Acting. He closed his eyes and tilts his head back towards the ceiling for a moment, in defeat. The Camera took the chance to run cool lenses down the slope of his throat.

Johnny started at the contact, and shook himself away.

He gathers himself up and stole back some control, tucks his chin down and looks at the Camera, full and low,

"Take me then." he whispers, and the Camera throbbed as Johnny hooked his leg over the chair, opening himself, and leaned back.




[Incidentally, I am very glad that no one asks for my notes because no one else can read my handwriting, because while most of the page might be chemi-osmotic gradients and cellular voltages, the margins are slash filled. Even so, luckily, they're usually just outlines and notes...]

[edit] More RPAS fic anyone? ::supergrins::
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