December 23rd- Resistance is Futile by BethLang

**Starsky knows best. You’d think Hutch would know this by now**

“Hutch? Hutch?”

“Uh… wha—?”

“It’s that time again, babe.”

“Time? Wha… time? …Oh, no, no, Starsk, it can’t be.”

“It’s dead on eight o’clock, Blintz. Def­i­nite­ly time.”

“Well, I won’t.”

“Hey, no need to resist me, babe. It’s easy. Just be a good boy and lie back for me now, huh?”

“Don’t want to.”

“Hutch, c’mon. Just do as I say and open that beau­ti­ful mouth of yours nice ‘n’ wide, and no one will get hurt.”

“But…”

“No buts about it, Hutch. Feel these hands? See these eyes? Hear this be-ooti­ful sexy voice? Well, all three of ’em mean busi­ness, kid­do.”

“And if I don’t?”

“Don’t ask ques­tions you already know the answers to, Hutch.”

“Starsk, just this once, don’t you think you could make an excep­tion? I mean, if you like, I could help you out with some­thing. Maybe…”

“Not a chance.”

“But Starsk…”

“Nope.”

“Starsky, you would­n’t!”

“Oh, yeah? Try me. Make no bones about it, part­ner, I’ll do it. Your choice, of course, but I can guar­an­tee you that this is noth­in’ to what you’re gonna go through if I have to bring out the big guns.”

Starsky!”

“Okay, Hutch. That’s enough! Now, you either lie back and take it like a man or…”

“Starsky, pl—

“Don’t ‘Starsky, please’ me, part­ner. I’ve heard it all before.”

“Starsky, be rea­son­able.”

“For­get it. This ain’t up for nego­ti­a­tion, punk, so if you know what’s good for you, you’ll…”

“You can be a real creep some­times, Starsky, y’know that?”

“Creep Schmeep.”

Oh, fuck. I know the glint in those eyes and the set of that jaw. He’s real­ly going to go through with it. If I don’t swal­low that stuff, if I don’t take the damn pills, that rat bas­tard is gonna call Gil.

He’s gonna call him.

Again.

My life is a night­mare.

End Note: My heart­felt thanks to dear Curlew for allow­ing me to bor­row the name and rep­u­ta­tion of her won­der­ful OC, because, in my opin­ion, Gil is prob­a­bly the only doc­tor Hutch will actu­al­ly lis­ten to, and, giv­en the cir­cum­stances, I could­n’t resist. If you have not read Curlew’s won­der­ful Gil sto­ries, includ­ing Lifestyle on AO3, please treat your­self!

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December 23rd- A Christmas Bloom by JAGIRL

Starsky bound­ed through the door, smil­ing from ear to ear. The hol­i­day sea­son was here and, as usu­al, he was as jubi­lant as ever.

“Look what I found for our front door Hutch!”

Hold­ing it up and admir­ing the wreath he bought from the farm­ers mar­ket, he could­n’t wait to hang it. They were plan­ning on hav­ing a Christ­mas par­ty for their friends, and this was the per­fect way to wel­come them to their new home. They had already cel­e­brat­ed Hanukkah togeth­er pri­vate­ly, and Starsky now want­ed to deck the halls with as much Christ­mas cheer as pos­si­ble, to cel­e­brate their first Christ­mas togeth­er as a cou­ple. Con­tin­ue read­ing “Decem­ber 23rd- A Christ­mas Bloom by JAGIRL”

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