I give you my tongue,
and the word it has for you,
and the pleasure it has for you
as I speak silently
to your body.
“Untitled” – Patrick Mulrooney
Okay, so hopefully the first verse of that poem caught my F-list’s attention. I’m proposing a challenge to you all. If you write me a drabble (100 or 200 words; no more, no less) using this poem as a jumping off point with a pairing your choosing as long as it isn’t incest (IE no Sam/Dean or John Connor/Derek Reese) I will let you challenge me to write you a drabble, using this poem for inspiration, for a pairing of your choosing from the fandoms I write in.
The only catch is there can be no dialogue, no spoken words between the two (or three) characters. I want intimacy and soft touches… or heated. I won’t turn away a smatter of sweaty. ;) Heck even humor is welcome.
Good luck and the fandoms I can write comfortably in are as follows: BtVS, AtS, Supernatural, Anita Blake, Merry Gentry, Stargate (SG1 & Atlantis), Dark Angel, The Return, Night Calls, Mercy Thompson series, Sookie Stackhouse series, Resident Evil, Smallville, Blade, Batman (Nolan Movie’veres and comics), Noah Bishop series, Lost, Terminator: Sarah Connor Chronicles, Burn Notice. (the bold ‘verses I haven’t written in yet, but I’m willing to try.)
FYI: I might need 24 hours to write response drabble since I work tomorrow, but I do have off the next two days so I can keep going if you guys do and if you write more then one drabble you get more then one drabble in return.
Edit: I'm a tool. *facepalm* Please post your drabbles and pairings as a comment to this thread and I'll respond with a drabble for you.
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Date: 2009-01-21 05:57 pm (UTC)and the word it has for you,
and the pleasure it has for you
as i speak silently
to your body.
“untitled” – patrick mulrooney
The Dance
Pairing: Buffy Summers/Nick Stokes
Large alligator tears spill down her cheeks and I wonder if I’ve made the wrong move. Being with her is a constant dance; she’s passionate and loving but so damn scared of opening herself without control.
Hesitantly I slide my fingers up along the column of her neck, she shudders as I weave my fingers through her hair. With a gentle tug her head tilts back, eyes full of uncertainty widen as I brush my lips across hers.
The muscles under my fingers tighten; with regret I loosen my hold, stepping back.
Like a dance, she moves forward grabbing arm.
Would love a piece featuring Buffy and Noah Bishop Series. No pairing required. *grins*
'member, you asked for this.
Date: 2009-02-07 03:34 am (UTC)Fandom :: BtVS/Noah Bishop Series
Pairing :: Buffy/OC
Rating :: FR18 (non-graphic, nonconsensual situation implied)
Word Count :: 220
The cowl neck sweater shifted, exposing more sun-kissed skin as the teenager bent at the waist, gathering wood to help start the fire her father was prepping. She rose, pushing the ankle high leaves out of her way as she stepped, green eyes narrowed and locked on the ground. Her gloss-covered lips curved upward as she spied yet another dry piece and she turned away before the curved outline of her ass was presented to him as if she knew—of course she knew.
Buffy Summers always knew when a man was watching and he watched. He waited and watched as the sunlight slipped through the soft waves of her hair. She had pulled it back that morning, before the long car ride to Palomar Mountain State Park, and a few strands had loosened, spilling around her face. White teeth were flashed at him—only him—as she twisted her lithe body and made her way closer, gaze still trained on the foliage covered ground.
He slipped around the wide trunk of the tree, easily ducking from sight, so easily. His breath misted outward and shudder wracked his slim frame as he pressed his erection tight against the harsh bark. His eyes fluttered closed as her steps drew nearer and he knew their time to meet drew nearer—so near.
Re: 'member, you asked for this.
Date: 2009-02-09 03:25 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-02-07 03:35 am (UTC)