Challenge

[avamclean]

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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[polgara-5.livejournal.com]

Title: Comforting Embrace

Fandoms: BtVS/SG-1


Buffy stared forlornly out the window. It had been a rough mission all around that day. She didn't know if their current strategy against the Ori was working or if it was just delaying the inevitable. It physically hurt to helplessly stand by and watch another planet fall under the Ori's thumb because they hadn't figured out the best method of taking out the Priors yet. There was nothing more they could do for these people until that day.

Slender but firm arms slipped around her middle and she could feel Vala press against her back. A soft reassuring kiss was placed on her hairline before a cheek rested against her head. Despite Vala's normally talkative nature, she seemed to understand that words were not going to help this time. Instead she silently tightened her hold and stared unseeingly at the view on the other side of the glass, joining Buffy in her vigil.

Vala's touch had the power to ignite a fire under Buffy's skin or soothe the angry beast within. This particular evening, Buffy let her eyes flutter shut and her lover's comforting embrace chase the horrors of the day away.




And after this evenings discussion, I'm sure this won't come as a surprise to you - Clark/Oliver.

[avamclean.livejournal.com]

Title :: Three Man Show
Word Count :: 411
Pairing :: Oliver/Buffy/Clark
Rating :: FR21


The hard ridge of skin covering the tips of his fingers grazed her neck as Oliver pushed a strand of hair behind Buffy’s shoulder and slipped his hand around the back of her neck. Fingers cupping the corded muscles as he leaned over, captured her mouth with his own and swallowed her startled cry as Clark’s mouth found its way between her spread thighs. His mouth pressed against hers, pushing downward and forcing her to open wider as his tongue slipped in, skimmed around with a practiced ease and finesse that mimicked Clark’s actions and had her hands fisting in the blanket laid out under them.

The straw crackled beneath her shuddering form and a hand rose from the blanket to cup the back of Oliver’s head. Her mouth narrowing around his tongue and she pulled it further inside with a light suction as Clark’s talented mouth tightened the muscles in her stomach, started a slight quiver in her thighs and suddenly a wind lifted her hair, cooled the sticky sweat covering her body and Clark was inside of her. Stretching, filling and her back arched, mouth breaking free of Oliver’s as she gasped for breath and the orgasm rocked her body, tightening it around Clark’s cock as his hands gripped her hips, held them immobile and himself inside of her.

She came back to them with the feel of Clark rocking between her thighs, shallow thrusts that had her shifting against the wool blanket and she blinked up at the sight of Oliver’s mouth pushing against Clark’s. Teeth nipping and dragging his bottom lip downward before easing back in and she watched their jaws work, lips spreading and her inner walls tightened and she dipped her chin, watched their effect send ripples up Clark’s stomach and into his chest as the muscles flexed.

He broke the kiss and turned his darkening gaze downward and Buffy smiled, mouth still swollen from Oliver’s attention, and shifted her gaze to her other lover. Her hand stroked his thigh, fingers slipping through the coarse hair as she inched higher until her hand found its way around the base of his cock and twisted. His head fell back and her smile stretched as Clark lowered himself down, arms caging her shoulders as his hips thrust forward. She kept her hand in time with Clark’s easy momentum, ensured they all felt the same steady movement and that this, these moments never became a two man show.

[polgara-5.livejournal.com]

*iz ded from the hotness*

*fans self*

damn girl.... you need to write this threesome more often.

Yes, that was a nudge.

but it can wait until after May...

*fans self again*