Perfect timing, as now that Atom Bomb Baby is out the door I have a bunch of WIPs that have been gathering dust and could use some TLC.
Tagged by both the brilliant and lovely @indolics and @banthacakes! For the sake of keeping this somewhat short I'm going with the first word i got, which is with.
Rules: Share one sentence/excerpt from your wip(s) that starts with each letter of the word you’ve been given. These are, uh, mostly sex scenes lol. That's what I usually start with, tbh!!
"What are you doing?” Santos pulls back, frowning at him.
“Jesus, Santos,” Frank wheedles. “You just popped my cherry with your massive dildo and you won’t even kiss me?”
“Kissing is not on the fucking menu,” Santos says, but her little pink tongue comes out to swipe at her lower lip.
“You’re so lucky you’re not a guy,” Frank laughs. “You’re already such a fuck-boy.”
(Working Title: Slut Gets The Fuck-Boy Strap)
“It’s okay,” Jack says, his hands pressing Robby down into the too-cheap sheets. “It’s okay that you want it.”
“It’s not,” Robby grits out, and fuck, maybe for him it really isn't. Jack's had more time to chew on this, to square this particular circle. There's so much he could say, so much he could try to explain, but it's hard to do anything right now other than stroking Robby's legs a little wider, Jack's thumb's pressing into the tender skin of his thighs.
“No one will ever know but me,” Jack says instead. “And I don’t think less of you for it.”
(Working Title: Rabbot - Just Fucking Let Me Love You)
Trinity's powers, her calling, whatever-the-fuck, had come too late. It doesn’t suck, having them now -- Trinity can pin someone twice her size with one hand behind her back, can pinpoint the exact direction of a scream from four blocks away, can even use a little non-sanctioned Slayer strength to better fingerbang the life out of the flavor of the week. Better late than never, the second best time to get superpowers is right now, blah blah blah.
But still. It's hard not to wish she'd had this strength back then. Could've rode in like a white knight and rescued Janey from the jaws of the dragon, could’ve run a sword through his black heart and watched him bleed out. And he'd know, as he gurgled and choked, that Trinity was the one who did it.
(Working Title: Five Slayers That Never Were)
His words had been thick through the dregs of his orgasm, but Frank’s certain he had asked to do her right after, to give Samira a ride on his hand until she comes on his fingers. But she'd just twisted her mouth and looked disinterestedly at the clock on the wall with a flick of her eyes.
“Thanks, but I…I'd better get back out there,” she'd said, apparently immune to his charms, and Frank had just gaped at her as she left.
(Working Title: Samira/Frank/Robby: No One Is Having A Good Time)
I am tagging @emi--rose @freakshaped @kritischetheologie @chocochipbiscuit, @postoperation, plus anyone else that wants to play please consider yourself tagged! Your word is...want!
