xparrot | Sunday Snippet, Guardian, you know the drill

Got another prompt on the h/c comment-fest right when I was thinking I wanted to do at least one more, so thank you

shadowlancer_95 for that kick of instant inspiration! :D

A Cat's Discretion

As a little change of pace it's Da Qing's POV, with gen h/c (with Shen Wei. Okay it's not that much of a change of pace.)

And a Sunday Snippet, of a fic that I may not be able to bring myself to post because of how absurdly embarrassed I am about it (no, it's not because it's porn. There's a bit but really I'd be less embarrassed if this were a proper PWP instead of...whatever this ridiculous thing is.)

"The point of this, ah, game, is for you to have fun, isn't it, not for you to make yourself sick."

Zhao Yunlan rolled his eyes again. Okay, he could have predicted that among Shen Wei's myriad talents, drinking games probably weren't going to be a specialty.

Not that they had an actual game. Zhao Yunlan had tried to think of something besides beer pong--no way could he match Shen Wei's reflexes, even sober--or watching movies--Shen Wei didn't know the tropes anyway--and had done a little online research, before deciding that they were two grown-ass men and if they wanted to spend a weekend night, with their schedules carefully cleared, getting mildly shit-faced together, then they didn't need some silly excuse to do it.

...And then Shen Wei had spent the first hour doing the after-dinner kitchen cleanup between hits, because of course he did. Maybe he should have picked a game. "The point," Zhao Yunlan said, "is for us to have fun."