lahoffyCDC

Hey, MacNair! Why would you think I would try to thunk you on Christmas? Don't ya know I'll do it here?

Sputter, cough (youknowwho!) gasp ... wheeze ....

My two fave pics currently of my two fave guys currently although the one of Connor in the red shirt with those intense eyes are pretty close but it's hard to get over the clarity of those soulful Duncan eyes in this one fru and I don't think I've paused to take a breath yet and this is all your fault!

gasp ... wheeze ... sploop.... (Lookout lynnann! Tide wave in the pool!)

lahoffyCDC

I'll be joining ya! Thunked myself when I came back to check if they were both there! I love this one of Duncan, too. That slightly arched eyebrow? Like he's got something slightly wikked in mind. OOOH! (shiver). And CL's hands? Gotta love 'em!

SPLASH!!!

MacNairCDC

I promised I wasn't going to think about those long slender fingers today ... then you had to go and mention them!

SSssssqquiiiiiiiiiiip! the turtle floaty squirts out of MacNair's grip. She has to grab frantically for lahoffy's elephant to keep from sinking.

"Hey!" calls lahoffy in alarm, "Watch it! You almost spilled the Oreos in the pool!"

"Bleah," replied MacNair, slicking her wet hair back out of her eyes. "They would turn the pool black -- not a pretty sight!" She eyes her clansib's merry face. "Good thing this elephant has a trunk or you'd be screaming for Connor on my behalf!"

"Hmmm," lahoffy inspires, "maybe you should have gone under ... we could use a MacLeod around here this morning!" She grins decidedly wikkidly!

lahoffyCDC, playfully dunking MacNair under

"Hey,Connor! C'mere! MacNair's drowning!"

"MacNair! Don't struggle; he's on his way. (dunking her back under)"

And look, he's being very serious about it.

MacNairCDC

''Where IS he!" splutter, gurgle ..... "help!"

"Dwain the bathtub, I'm dw-ownding!" splutter cough gurgle...

lahoffyCDC

"CONNOR!!!"

lahoffyCDC, pulling MacNair up for a second

Where IS that man?!?!?!

>

(the fru that started it all)

MacNairCDC ((giggling helplessly))

And if memory serves ... his comment right here was "I wish he had better timing."

MacNair, shouting: "Hey Connor? Just WHO have you got cornered up there in that stack of hay? Where did we get a stack of hay?!"

Connor pauses to think before shouting back: "How do you know it wasn't ME being cornered up here!??"

lynnannCDC

ooooohhhhh dear!

A haystack?!?!

This could prove to be veeeeeeerrrrrryyyyyyy interesting!

lahoffyCDC

Hay? We have hay now?

Oooh, only thing (achoo!) is the dust(achoo!) makes me sneeze. But, I bet we can(achoo!) work around that! (achoo!)

MacNairCDC on a drive by posting, sadly...

Sounds like it is time for a game of "How many CDCers can you hide in the hay when Connor's not looking?"

Connor, climbing the ladder to the haymow, wiped the cobwebs from his eyes. "What a crazy day. No man in his right mind should hang out in a compound with eight crazy women who call you for every thing that needs fixed, filled, patched, or nailed! I think I'll just take a nap until Duncan has to send out his 'radar' to find me again..." He flops down and reclines against the soft down of clover alfalfa hay and sighs.

Then hears a giggle-- !

[MacNair claims she had no intention of starting something, but half an hour later, both lahoffy and I added something to what MacNair "didn't" start...]

[I posted first, probably as lahoffy was writing her thoughts, but it was only 4 minutes between posts, after the space of about 25 minutes ...]

lynnannCDC

Then hears a giggle--!

"lynnann? Is that you? You giggle the most of anybody in the clan. What are you doing? Where are you hiding?"

A face appeared above him, from the top of the hay bales. "Connor, what are you doing in here? I thought the girls had you taking care of some chores."

"They did--I escaped." He started to climb the hay bales, and lynnann moved over to make room for him in her little hide-away.

"So did I, I'm trying to write. I won't tell, if you don't."

"This will be our little secret."

Achoo!

"Bless you!" they said in unison, and then they stared at each other.

lahoffyCDC,playing along

Connor jumped, startled by the sound of not just one giggle, but several, followed by a sneeze. Warily, he poked at the straw, encountering a soft form, which produced another giggle. Brushing the straw away, he found several pairs of eyes, merrily twinkling. Brushing away even more, he encountered lynnann's mysterious smile, and causing lahoffy to sneeze once again.

lahoffy sniffled,"I told you this was a bad (achoo) idea, lynnann. I'm allergic to this dust!(achoo!)"

"Thinking of hiding from us, Connor, dear?" lynnann asked softly.

A brief smile crossed his face...

WildcatCDC

Just as a soft growl came from inside the hay. Connor's eyes widened, as lynnann and lahoffy giggled in unison.

Wildcat poked her head out. "If he was thinking about it, he won't get very far." She crawled out.

Connor stared at the three women standing before him. Even if he did try to make a run for it, he wouldn't get far.

lahoffyCDC

Connor debated the logistics in his head quickly. After all, there were only the three of them. Surely, he could get a good head start.

"So, ladies..."he said, taking a quick step back, then another. "Heh,heh,heh...what exactly are you all doing up here? I didn't know hay could be so interesting." Looking at the 3 ladies, he took another quick step backward. "Is that Duncan I hear?"

With that remark, Connor spun, only to come face-to-face with MacNair, who had silently crept up behind him.

"Going somewhere, MacLeod?" she asked sternly, but with a twinkle in her eye, and a smile on her lips.

lynnannCDC

"Duncan is busy cleaning the pool, we got some Christmas tree needles in there some how." MacNair informed him, not falling for his trick.

Wildcat grinned. Playing ring toss with Christmas wreaths and Immortals had been fun while it lasted, but the mess of pine sap on the lounge chairs had taken hours to clean.

lahoffy sneezed again, and moaned, "I can't breathe up here."

Connor stepped forward to help the poor girl, hoping it would buy him some time to figure out what he was going to do next.

MacNairCDC

What was he expected to do with a gaggle of merry CDCers up in the hay loft? He eyed them from beneath his brows as he dusted a few stems of alfalfa from Lahoffy. She thanked him by leaning across his shoulder as he bent down and sneezing on the back of his neck, making him jump. She followed up her exclamation with a giggle.

He knew what that giggle meant.

He doubted he was going to escape this hayride anytime soon.

And where was Duncan when he needed him? No, no, no, he chided right on the heels of the thought. There were only four girls. He could handle four of them ... even without a quickening as basic inspiration. They just needed to take turns and take it easy on him and give him time to think and recover.

He would be just fine.

Unless one of them had a string...

WildcatCDC

He glanced from one to the other as he realized the circle now surrounded him and was getting smaller.

He met lynnann's gaze, and she giggled, smiling that mysterious smile. He backed up, but MacNair was right behind him, leaving him no space. From behind her back, lahoffy withdrew a long string, and held it high. The other women laughed knowingly.

Yeah, they'd take it easy on him. Sure, he'd be fine. He barely had time to digest the realization that he'd underestimated them when lynnann pulled out a silk scarf.

The throaty laugh behind him did not bode well. He didn't want to look.

lahoffyCDC

Connor groaned deep in his throat as he looked at MacNair holding up that infernal collar. He thought he'd buried that so deep in the playground that they'd NEVER find it! The only thing missing now was those handcuffs, and he KNEW he'd hidden them good. That thought died abruptly as he noticed what Wildcat was rattling.

The merry CDC'ers grinned wickedly, and as if a psychic message had been delivered, each one reached out simultaneously, grabbing the nearest body part.

"Hey!" Connor yelped, as lynnann tickled him while she tied the scarf around his eyes. lahoffy sneezed again, while trying to tie the string and MacNair snapped the collar closed.

Wildcat snapped the handcuff shut while Connor lay helpless.

"Ladies, please..."he stammered out. The only reply was merry giggling.

lynnannCDC

Realizing retreat was now impossible, he did the only thing he could possibly do...

"DUNCAN! HELP ME!"

Duncan waved at the fly buzzing around his head, and didn't hear his clansman's plea for assistance, but he felt something was wrong. He cocked a ear and listened.

"METHOS! RICH! ANYBODY!"

"Sounds like Connor has his hands full in the stables. I warned him about building that place for the horses. All that hay. Rent, I told him, but NOOOOO he wouldn't listen to me. The voice of experience he said."

Duncan put the pool sweeper down and headed toward the stables, with a brief stop in the kitchen.

"Duncan," Connor said when he felt his clansman near, "You've got to help me here."

"Hi, girls. I think you forgot something."

"Oooo," lynnann giggled, "whipped cream."

Connor bellowed.

MacNairCDC

Duncan thought that was a perfectly natural sound tearing from his clansman's throat.

Connor was securely strapped into both the collar and cuffs and, although nothing truly restrained him save the string ... he would never intentionally hurt one of the Clan.

They surrounded him in various poses: draped across his knees, curled about his shoulders, cuddled up next to his trim hips. He was in various stages of undress and completely besotted with both alarm and lust.

And whipping cream now ... as Duncan squirted a dollop crazily across the flat chest. The two nearest girls bent their heads to lick the confection off, circling his nipples and nipping.

Connor moaned and his head fell back helplessly, throat exposed. It didn't take long for one to notice and gently begin kissing him along the rising column ... where life and blood pulsed so close to the surface. He moaned deeper and his eyes, dark and dilated, pleaded silently with Duncan.

But whether for rescue or release, the younger MacLeod couldn't tell.

WildcatCDC

Duncan leaned back and folded his arms across his chest. Either way, he wasn't letting his clansman off the hook so easily. He grinned at Connor's helpless moans and gasps, and then suddenly realized he was diverting attention.

Two of them watched him steadily, knowing smiles on their faces. He recognized the gleam in those eyes. A moment of anxiety gripped him. Maybe he shouldn't have hung around so long.

"You know, we always have extra." lahoffy stood and held up another silk scarf.

Wildcat was beside her in a moment. Duncan's eyes widened to see the feather in her hand.

"I have to get back to cleaning the pool." He backed up a step. Connor's protesting moans had long since changed to moans of appreciation. His pleas were no longer for Duncan's aid.

"The pool can wait."

The two women neared, and Duncan turned to make his escape. But he couldn't get any solid footing and before he realized it, he was face down in the hay.

lahoffyCDC

Spluttering and hacking, with pieces of hay jutting crazily from his hair, Duncan tried to sit up. The sound of triumphant shouts came to his ears as he was driven back into the hay when the two CDC'ers landed on him.

"Did ya think we would let you go that easily?" Wildcat purred in his ear, while lahoffy bound his wrists with the scarf.

Duncan glanced at them both, arching an eyebrow and smiling a half-smile." And what makes you think I was trying that hard to get away?"

Laughter ensued as Wildcat grabbed the forgotten can of whipped cream.

lynnannCDC

Meanwhile MacNair and lynnann had taken pity on Connor and released him from the cuffs, tossing them to the other two clansibs, wildcat and lahoffy. It was Duncan's turn to groan as he felt the warm cuffs.

Connor relaxed in the sweet smelling hay, enjoying the administrations of the co-conspirators that sat on either side, who for some reason had taken great interest in his hands. They are just hands, he thought.

"No, they're not, Connor, " MacNair said, and he realized he had spoken aloud.

"Long slender hands like these, soft enough to caress, strong enough to behead," lynnann murmured. "D##m fascinating, don't you think, MacNair."

"Hmmm,"MacNair replied....

MacNair (NOT resisting THIS temptation!!!!!!!)

"And they're just perfect, Connor-dear,� MacNair sighed, turning his hand over and stroking down the palm with one finger. The Highlander shivered just slightly, but she never noticed: intrigued by the calluses and pads on his fingers. She kissed each one, individually, slowly, thoughtfully, seeing in the corner of her eye that lynnann was ahead of her by one finger in this casual intimate caress.

Connor MacLeod gasped under the sensual assault and reached for the kisses that were his by default.

lahoffyCDC

Duncan nearly jumped out of his skin as Wildcat trailed the feather across his broad chest, following it with her lips. Sounds from across the hayloft nearly undid him as he fought for control.

lahoffy traced the outline of his lips with a finger, gently. Moaning, Duncan captured her finger with his mouth. She smiled softly as she released him from the handcuffs.

Freed from his restraints, he gathered them both into his strong arms, pulling each one down separately for a soul-searing kiss.

"Nice way to break in the hayloft, eh, Duncan?" asked Connor from across the way.

Duncan muttered something unintelligible, as he continued his sensual assault on the two clansibs he held.

"Heh,heh,heh."

Addendum: had to include this bit as we ended up the story. A wee bit of conversations that included a few muses who shan't remain nameless *eg*

lahoffyCDC

Did someone get this off the board already?

lynnannCDC

If you can't, lahoffy--I have it all on Wordpad. I was doing it as we went along.

What a (hay) ride!

lahoffyCDC

Did you want to go a couple more rounds? I can probably stay awake a little longer. And glad you were saving it. I'll try my test now.

lynnannCDC

I think MacNair put a good ending to the Connor side of it, you want to "finish off" Duncan (I know i wikked) I either need to get to bed or go work on a certain story if I want it finished by the end of the year.

lahoffyCDC

Yep, can't top MacNair's finish for Connor, but I think Duncan needs some sort of*ahem* send-off. Go tend to your writing, I'll end Duncan's torment and catch ya tomorrow. Sweet wikked dreams to you!

ConnorM & DuncanM

"Don't you think WE'RE the people you should ask?"

*pause*

"About the 'going for a couple more rounds' idea, that is!"

Connor chimes in, exhaustedly from his pile of churned hay: "Women. They never ask the most important people involved about it." He raises his head to glance at the sleepy eyed satisfied Duncan. "You're younger then me ... you keep them happy!"

Duncan, inspired: "Younger? Depends on how you look at it, you teenager!"

"Oooo, a teenager!" shriek a chorus of female voices. "Don't we have it all? One with age and experience and one who's insatiable ... and we never can tell which is which!"

~finis~
Dec 26, 2000

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