Five Jim/Blair Kisses
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castalieOh boy, the day didn't start in the best way. I've been sick all night and I had to cancel teh Big Brunch at Pain Quotidien with The Best Friends Rissy and Juliette. I took it easy all day watching Numb3rs, reading Requiem for a Dealer and sleeping. Yeah, that was nice.
Yesterday was great all around, though; a) Pompoko has been seen, finally! In French, sadly, but the dubbing was quite good so it's okay. I almost died of the cute several times and at the same time there's this sadness because of everything that is going on, ie the deeper layer of the storyline, which admittedly is pretty much Studio Ghibli's trademark. I'll also say one thing; that had to be the most original and in a way the most disturbing use of testicles I've ever seen. If you saw the anime, then you know what I'm talking about, if not; well, it might not be such a bad thing, trust me on that one *nods* Also kinda related, my local theater will show Brokeback Mountain in English - I'm suddenly quite proud of that little place, b) a birthday party for a member of the Clan was attended to and lot of fun was had; lovely - and long - night.
Unrelated now; I got my Five Jim/Blair Kisses back - thanks to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
yami_tai and crazybutsound for the help - so here it goes. Oh and technically, this was written after pearl_o mentioned the whole thing and turned her own Five Kisses into a challenge *g*
I.
Rough and desperate. That's what the kiss tastes like. Jim's hands are buried in Blair's hair, he's holding him still, holding him tight. He's making sure he's not dreaming, making sure that Blair is really here with him; warm and alive and hard against his body. Blair has a leg wrapped around Jim's waist and is holding him even tighter, maybe. If he could crawl inside Jim, he would do it. He can't though, but it's okay because he's kissing Jim and Jim is kissing him and their lips are moist and their tongues warm and their breath hot against their faces and it's so good. They're both alive and they're together and the whole world can disappear just now because nothing else matters.
II.
Sweet, that's how he wanted to describe their kiss this afternoon. Jim liked to analyze and catalog the kisses he shared with Blair. Oh, he always did it after the act, of course, because when you were kissing Blair Sandburg, the world ceased to exist and the only thing you could think of was Blair's lips and his agile tongue and the way he smelled and tasted - or where you'd have that sexy mouth of his next and what it'd do to you; so no, he never did it when he was kissing Blair but, after, he loved thinking back to that moment. And that kiss, the one they'd shared in front of the fireplace that afternoon had been sweet. Slow and lazy, teasing at first when their lips had barely touched, then more playful as their tongues had upped the ante. It had also been sweet for Jim because Blair had tasted of chocolate and cream as the younger man had insisted on drinking the hot beverage after they’d come back to the cabin, because when you're in a cabin with your lover and it's snowing hard outside, you have to drink hot chocolate in front of the fireplace, snuggled up with him. It's tradition, man. Jim had agreed, of course; after all, who was he to disagree with tradition.
III.
It was just a peck on Blair's lips. Nothing passionate per se, it had been no more than one of those fleeting thoughs that sometimes pass through your mind: the ones you don’t even notice until they have already left. Jim's lips had barely touched his, he was already gone before Blair could say something, and yet... it left Blair with a warm feeling and made him tingle in all the right places for a whole hour.
IV.
Jim found his lover in the kitchen cooking one of those exotic meals Blair enjoyed so much - one that certainly came with a long and detailed story attached to it. He quietly came behind him and wrapped his arms around the sturdy waist. He snuggled Blair tight against his chest and let himself enjoy the feel of the strong body in his arms. But he wanted more; he nuzzled a cheek, nibbling at the skin, then his lips roamed along the jaw, finding his way to an enticing earlobe, which he licked and bit lightly. Jim could feel as well as hear the low moan that escaped Blair, accompanied by a squirming that was doing all kinds of nice things to his cock. Jim started slowly rocking against Blair's denim-clad ass and he smiled when the younger man tilted his head, clearly demanding a kiss. Jim obeyed the silent command and traced the lips with his tongue, growling when Blair parted them in an invitation for more. He deepened the kiss then, dipping beyond those luscious lips to taste Blair properly and he whimpered as he met his lover's tongue. Blair let him lead the kiss and soon the loft was filled with gasps and whimpers...
V.
It wasn't just a kiss - it never was 'just' a kiss with them. Blair was straddling Jim's lap, firmly impaled on his lover's cock, rocking up and down on the hard erection buried deep inside him, making them both crazy with the maddening motion. He had his arms wrapped around Jim's neck and Jim's arms were wrapped around his waist, caressing his sweat-slicked skin in long, sensual strokes and they were kissing as if it was their last kiss. It was noisy and messy: they licked and sucked and bit, they groaned and whimpered and moaned in unison and it was so fucking good and hot and they were sure they would combust, but they didn't stop because they were filled with lust and want and need and even the thought of stopping now was painful.
Why, yes. Writing kisses is incredibly fun :-)
Yesterday was great all around, though; a) Pompoko has been seen, finally! In French, sadly, but the dubbing was quite good so it's okay. I almost died of the cute several times and at the same time there's this sadness because of everything that is going on, ie the deeper layer of the storyline, which admittedly is pretty much Studio Ghibli's trademark. I'll also say one thing; that had to be the most original and in a way the most disturbing use of testicles I've ever seen. If you saw the anime, then you know what I'm talking about, if not; well, it might not be such a bad thing, trust me on that one *nods* Also kinda related, my local theater will show Brokeback Mountain in English - I'm suddenly quite proud of that little place, b) a birthday party for a member of the Clan was attended to and lot of fun was had; lovely - and long - night.
Unrelated now; I got my Five Jim/Blair Kisses back - thanks to
yami_tai and crazybutsound for the help - so here it goes. Oh and technically, this was written after pearl_o mentioned the whole thing and turned her own Five Kisses into a challenge *g*I.
Rough and desperate. That's what the kiss tastes like. Jim's hands are buried in Blair's hair, he's holding him still, holding him tight. He's making sure he's not dreaming, making sure that Blair is really here with him; warm and alive and hard against his body. Blair has a leg wrapped around Jim's waist and is holding him even tighter, maybe. If he could crawl inside Jim, he would do it. He can't though, but it's okay because he's kissing Jim and Jim is kissing him and their lips are moist and their tongues warm and their breath hot against their faces and it's so good. They're both alive and they're together and the whole world can disappear just now because nothing else matters.
II.
Sweet, that's how he wanted to describe their kiss this afternoon. Jim liked to analyze and catalog the kisses he shared with Blair. Oh, he always did it after the act, of course, because when you were kissing Blair Sandburg, the world ceased to exist and the only thing you could think of was Blair's lips and his agile tongue and the way he smelled and tasted - or where you'd have that sexy mouth of his next and what it'd do to you; so no, he never did it when he was kissing Blair but, after, he loved thinking back to that moment. And that kiss, the one they'd shared in front of the fireplace that afternoon had been sweet. Slow and lazy, teasing at first when their lips had barely touched, then more playful as their tongues had upped the ante. It had also been sweet for Jim because Blair had tasted of chocolate and cream as the younger man had insisted on drinking the hot beverage after they’d come back to the cabin, because when you're in a cabin with your lover and it's snowing hard outside, you have to drink hot chocolate in front of the fireplace, snuggled up with him. It's tradition, man. Jim had agreed, of course; after all, who was he to disagree with tradition.
III.
It was just a peck on Blair's lips. Nothing passionate per se, it had been no more than one of those fleeting thoughs that sometimes pass through your mind: the ones you don’t even notice until they have already left. Jim's lips had barely touched his, he was already gone before Blair could say something, and yet... it left Blair with a warm feeling and made him tingle in all the right places for a whole hour.
IV.
Jim found his lover in the kitchen cooking one of those exotic meals Blair enjoyed so much - one that certainly came with a long and detailed story attached to it. He quietly came behind him and wrapped his arms around the sturdy waist. He snuggled Blair tight against his chest and let himself enjoy the feel of the strong body in his arms. But he wanted more; he nuzzled a cheek, nibbling at the skin, then his lips roamed along the jaw, finding his way to an enticing earlobe, which he licked and bit lightly. Jim could feel as well as hear the low moan that escaped Blair, accompanied by a squirming that was doing all kinds of nice things to his cock. Jim started slowly rocking against Blair's denim-clad ass and he smiled when the younger man tilted his head, clearly demanding a kiss. Jim obeyed the silent command and traced the lips with his tongue, growling when Blair parted them in an invitation for more. He deepened the kiss then, dipping beyond those luscious lips to taste Blair properly and he whimpered as he met his lover's tongue. Blair let him lead the kiss and soon the loft was filled with gasps and whimpers...
V.
It wasn't just a kiss - it never was 'just' a kiss with them. Blair was straddling Jim's lap, firmly impaled on his lover's cock, rocking up and down on the hard erection buried deep inside him, making them both crazy with the maddening motion. He had his arms wrapped around Jim's neck and Jim's arms were wrapped around his waist, caressing his sweat-slicked skin in long, sensual strokes and they were kissing as if it was their last kiss. It was noisy and messy: they licked and sucked and bit, they groaned and whimpered and moaned in unison and it was so fucking good and hot and they were sure they would combust, but they didn't stop because they were filled with lust and want and need and even the thought of stopping now was painful.
Why, yes. Writing kisses is incredibly fun :-)
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Date: 2006-02-12 07:31 pm (UTC)(BTW, I think you may have not closed off the italics properly after 2, as the whole of 3-5 is coming out in italics)
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Date: 2006-02-12 07:38 pm (UTC)(Thanks for the heads up! I put the full stop where it was supposed to be, it's back to normal now *g*)
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Date: 2006-02-12 07:47 pm (UTC)#5 killed me ded! Do you see me here? 'course you can't, I'm ded, you dedded me!
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Date: 2006-02-14 12:56 pm (UTC)I realised writing kisses was incredibly fun. I should try this little exercise more often *eg*
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Date: 2006-02-12 07:48 pm (UTC)And, hey, me too! I didn't mainline them, but I re-watched Numb3rs last night. The Running Man. And I might have watched the end two...or three...times. *g*
And I also might have finally finished my tag for Harvest. *puppy eyes*
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Date: 2006-02-14 12:59 pm (UTC)Also, I'm so happy you like the peck on the lips - I was trying to think of five and the hot and steamy ones - at least, I hoped they were hot and steamy lol - came first and then I thought, dude, I need a sweet little kiss... hence the peck on the lips one. It's one of my favourite too. I'm a sucker for those sweet little kisses: kisses on the cheeks is another favourite *g*
And I might have watched the end two...or three...times. *g*
It makes my heart sing to know I'm not the only one still smitten with that scene!
And I also might have finally finished my tag for Harvest
Dude I know! *bounces* You've been tabbed and everything *g*
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Date: 2006-02-12 08:56 pm (UTC)And did you change the color scheme in your layout, or am I just brain-dead today? I really like the layout, regardless of how long it's been around. :-)
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Date: 2006-02-14 01:02 pm (UTC)And technically, I thought writing kissing was hell til I wrote those five ones. Though to be honest, I always think writing sexy scenes - be it a kissing one or a lovemaking one - is hell lol I mean, I love reading them, I even love how my own scenes turn out, but the whole writing them? Kills me ded every time lol So yeah, I kinda know the feeling *g*
I've changed the colour theme of my layout a long time ago, actually. But thanks all the same. I'm quite taken with it myself. I sometimes think of changing it but I just can't do it lol
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