random Kara/Anders spam
Er, I blame the Skiffy boards. Really.
"There."
"What the frak? Sam, that is the ugliest card ever."
"Hey, it was the best that was left over, since you kept my busy this morning--" Sam pointed out.
Kara opened her mouth, then paused, remembering the morning's round of sex, and smirked instead, "You weren't objecting, honey." Then she waved the card, "And me frakking you is no excuse for shitty holiday cards, Sam. Also? What the frak is this 'the Anders'' shit?"
"Fine. Change it."
"I will." She scratched out something and added her own words here and there. "Done."
"Give me that--" Sam couldn't help but object to her change, and made his own.
"Sammy--"
"Don't call me that--"
There was a brief, prolonged scuffle as the lines were scratched over, re-written, and basically ruined, until Kara suddenly gave up. "Here." She scratched everything out and scrawled a new message. "Better?"
"One change."
"Awww." She leaned back against him, "You don't like being called my man?"
"Nope." He licked the back of her neck and made his change, arm looped over her shoulder. "There. Now it's good."
"Yeah. This is still the shittiest card, ever, Sam."

"There."
"What the frak? Sam, that is the ugliest card ever."
"Hey, it was the best that was left over, since you kept my busy this morning--" Sam pointed out.
Kara opened her mouth, then paused, remembering the morning's round of sex, and smirked instead, "You weren't objecting, honey." Then she waved the card, "And me frakking you is no excuse for shitty holiday cards, Sam. Also? What the frak is this 'the Anders'' shit?"
"Fine. Change it."
"I will." She scratched out something and added her own words here and there. "Done."
"Give me that--" Sam couldn't help but object to her change, and made his own.
"Sammy--"
"Don't call me that--"
There was a brief, prolonged scuffle as the lines were scratched over, re-written, and basically ruined, until Kara suddenly gave up. "Here." She scratched everything out and scrawled a new message. "Better?"
"One change."
"Awww." She leaned back against him, "You don't like being called my man?"
"Nope." He licked the back of her neck and made his change, arm looped over her shoulder. "There. Now it's good."
"Yeah. This is still the shittiest card, ever, Sam."


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