[meme] ~bedroom eyes~

[mmexlibris]

Nicked from doihearawaltz 

If you'd like one of your characters to jump into bed with one of mine, leave a comment along with a prompt and I will write you a drabble/ficlet.

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[ceitfianna]

Oh this is hard and I'm about to fall asleep but I have it up on mine too. Vert and Tiwa.

Drabble: Teach Me How To Fly

[mmexlibris]

Gold and ochre mix with olive and celadon, feathers and mist mingle with a kiss. Do you dream, little bird? Can I taste your dreams? Let them lie here on my tongue, dissolve into my bloodstream. When I touch you like this, do you tremble? My touch is icy hot, sending shivers down your spine. Goosebumps rise along the peaks and valleys, my tongue chasing them like the hound hunts the fox, relentless, questing. You trill your pleasure into the vault of the heavens. Beneath your wings, I press my ear to your breast and listen to your pounding heartbeat.

Re: Drabble: Teach Me How To Fly

[ceitfianna]

That's just lovely and I'm registered!! *points over at my journal* I have it up too.

[wakeupnew]

Comic-verse Abe and Liz!!!

BPRD, Smooth Talker

[mmexlibris]

There is still blood on her uniform.

"Are you all right?" He touches her arm.

"Yeah. Not mine."

They stand, side by side, unwilling to part, unable to make eye contact.

"You should change."

"Got a shirt I can borrow?"

That gets a single dry chuckle. The sound fades as she steps even closer, her fingers on the zip of her jumpsuit.

His hand comes to rest on her hip. "Liz."

"What?" Her tone is wry, playful. Her eyes grow wide as he bends to brush his cheek against her hair.

"Is it warm in here or is it just me?"

Re: BPRD, Smooth Talker

[wakeupnew]

*cracks up* OH ABE. *STARRY EYED with giggles*

Also, love this line: They stand, side by side, unwilling to part, unable to make eye contact. It sums up their relationship ridiculously well in a lot of ways.

Re: BPRD, Smooth Talker

[mmexlibris]

~bows~

Yep, that pretty much sums it up.

I'd hoped to write smutty drabble, but it can't be done in 100 words for those two.

[doihearawaltz.livejournal.com]

I see that icon and raise you ... prompts. 8D Three prompts. Because I can't choose one.

Bones/Khephera
Fields/Gilbert
John/Pete

Why? Because I love you. That's why.

[mmexlibris]

Bones/Khephera:

The first time was frantic. Breathless, they lay on the sand, wet silk clinging to his back. She slipped over his skin like sweet water on his tongue. Where they touched, steam rose.

The second time started out innocently enough. She wouldn't stop touching his instruments. He lifted her and sat her on the examine table. Later, he would look at that table and groan, aching at the memory.

The third time, guards mistook him for her escort. Here, secrets were kept between thin walls. It made the sight of her that much more irresistible, trembling beneath him, silent as she came undone.

Fields/Gilbert:

She breaks him a little, with every kiss. The Leviathan shifts beneath the surface. Every moue, every breathless shiver, he sees that spark of mischief behind her eyes and he wants it for his own. She makes him feel invincible.

With every touch, his will crumbles a little more. He's just a man, and she's undoing his shirt buttons. The Leviathan moves, dark upon the darkness. She laughs and a star goes nova. She smiles at him, and the forces of entropy hold their breath. She breaks him and a part of him begs for her to finish the job.

Dillinger/Pierpont:

It's late. There's a stack of guns on the table and a stack of money on the bed. Pete's tie is undone and Jack can't take his eyes off him as he slips out of his suspenders.

"C'mere."

Pete smirks, drops his eyes to his cuffs, ignoring the request. For now.

Jack takes another pull from the bottle, watching. Waiting. He's getting hard just thinking about it. That mouth. He knows what's coming next. Knows what he'll say before he says it.

"C'mere," he tries again, his tone gentle. "Can't wait anymore."

The other man smiles, obliges. "Just this once."

Re: Why? Because I love you. That's why.

[doihearawaltz.livejournal.com]

Oh man. Oh man oh man oh man.

I would say something coherent but the most I can manage is some drooling keyboardsmash.

adgjhrg

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Only Simon Cowell can appropriately express my emotions:

Re: Why? Because I love you. That's why.

[mmexlibris]

Ahahaha, oh Simon!

Glad you enjoyed, bb.

[sleightofhand]

Well gee. I'm gonna have to request the obvious. I just hope you're up to writing Wendy/Gecko.

[mmexlibris]

~DIES~

Damn it, where's my Barry White at!?

[mmexlibris]

"Come in. Make yourself at home. Something to drink?"

"Um, sure." Wendy's gaze moves over the elegantly decorated room, drawn by the panoramic view of the skyline. "This looks like a movie set."

"Yeah, Antoine. He's my decorator. Not like I spend much time here. Always at work, or in the bar."

There's a click, and Barry White's smoky voice fills the space. Let's get it on.

"Subtle."

"Is it working?" He tries for smooth, but with the accent, it still comes out hopeful.

"Yeah. Kinda." Weird.

When he grins, it lights up his whole face. "Give me some sugar, baby."