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killerweasel.livejournal.com posting in slashthedrabble Jan. 28th, 2005 04:15 pm)Four more 100 word touch drabbles.
Lindsey/Angel
I shouldn’t be doing this, shouldn’t invite him into my apartment. I can already see how pissed off he is and right now I’m safe. All he can do is bitch and moan from the doorway.
Could blame the stupidity on all the whiskey I’ve had tonight, but it feels right to let him in. Of course the moment I do, he’s all over me, hands on my neck yet again. I get a rush as those strong fingers start to close off my air. Part of me doesn’t mind. He’s not going to kill me, just make me hurt.
Spike/ ‘Doyle’
The fighter got to his feet again. He was bleeding from a dozen wounds, and yet he was still going to fight on. A series of punches and kicks later, he fell and didn’t rise. “Damn it Doyle, I swear you’re cheating!”
‘Doyle’ laughed, smacking Spike on the knee. “That’s five times in a row! Man, you really suck.”
That cocky smile on his lips made something inside of the vampire want to come out and play. Leaning over, he tangled one hand in the long, silky hair while the other undid his tight pants. “It’s your turn to suck.”
Wesley/Giles and I don’t want to know what the item is
“Please tell me you can pull it back out. I didn’t think it would burn so much.” I winced in pain as his fingers gently traced around the entrance slowly while he pondered the best way of dealing with this problem.
“You should have waited until it cooled off a bit more before putting it in there in the first place, Wesley.” Well certain people who suggested using said item for a sex toy should have warned me about possible hazards like this. I muttered something very rude under my breath.
“It seemed like a good idea at the time.”
Lindsey/Wes
I can’t believe I’m jealous. The way he touches it makes me burn deep inside. Gently and lovingly he traces his fingers up the spine, almost caressing it slowly. When I had seen it in the store, I knew that Wes would love it, I just didn’t think he’d love it this much.
It’s almost enough to make me want to cross the room and tear it from his hands. Damage the precious spine, dog-ear the pages, and toss the remains on the floor. “Put the book down and come back to bed, darlin’.” Come touch me the same way.
Lindsey/Angel
I shouldn’t be doing this, shouldn’t invite him into my apartment. I can already see how pissed off he is and right now I’m safe. All he can do is bitch and moan from the doorway.
Could blame the stupidity on all the whiskey I’ve had tonight, but it feels right to let him in. Of course the moment I do, he’s all over me, hands on my neck yet again. I get a rush as those strong fingers start to close off my air. Part of me doesn’t mind. He’s not going to kill me, just make me hurt.
Spike/ ‘Doyle’
The fighter got to his feet again. He was bleeding from a dozen wounds, and yet he was still going to fight on. A series of punches and kicks later, he fell and didn’t rise. “Damn it Doyle, I swear you’re cheating!”
‘Doyle’ laughed, smacking Spike on the knee. “That’s five times in a row! Man, you really suck.”
That cocky smile on his lips made something inside of the vampire want to come out and play. Leaning over, he tangled one hand in the long, silky hair while the other undid his tight pants. “It’s your turn to suck.”
Wesley/Giles and I don’t want to know what the item is
“Please tell me you can pull it back out. I didn’t think it would burn so much.” I winced in pain as his fingers gently traced around the entrance slowly while he pondered the best way of dealing with this problem.
“You should have waited until it cooled off a bit more before putting it in there in the first place, Wesley.” Well certain people who suggested using said item for a sex toy should have warned me about possible hazards like this. I muttered something very rude under my breath.
“It seemed like a good idea at the time.”
Lindsey/Wes
I can’t believe I’m jealous. The way he touches it makes me burn deep inside. Gently and lovingly he traces his fingers up the spine, almost caressing it slowly. When I had seen it in the store, I knew that Wes would love it, I just didn’t think he’d love it this much.
It’s almost enough to make me want to cross the room and tear it from his hands. Damage the precious spine, dog-ear the pages, and toss the remains on the floor. “Put the book down and come back to bed, darlin’.” Come touch me the same way.
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