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nostalgia_lj, I was able to channel my energy into something fun - well, I thought it was fun at least lol Okay so she did a meme where you make a list of the first lines of all your fics and you ask your flist to write a drabble using one of them. Out of curiosity I scanned the list and the following line This is me apparently spoke to my muses because they started to speak to me.
In the end, the poor girl --and I'm referring to Nos, here btw-- received a fic that just didn't have anything to do with her because you know, The Sentinel and Jim/Blair, besides it wasn't 100 words but, like, 695 [705 for the version on my LJ apparently], which wasn't my doing either, really - but meme will sometimes do that to you. Bring you stuff you never asked in the first place, except you sorta asked... but then, that's not what you wanted *blink*
Anyway TS belonging to my LJ, I'm pasting it here, well with some tiny changes obviously - I called it TSilliness and no, it doesn't have a real title because hel-lo spur of the moment thing and all that, and it's not betaed yet either *cough*
Though I still have a first line that sorta appeals to me, because is there something more poetic than This is me. This isn't a wet dream or a fantasy. This is me fucking your ass, Chief, right? And I even did something with it, too *points below*
"This is me. This isn't a wet dream or a fantasy. This is me fucking your ass, Chief. This has a fucking good ring to it, don't you think?" Jim turned his sense of touch up - with his cock buried deep inside Blair's body, it wasn't the right time to protect himself from the sensory overload. He wouldn't zone, he knew that, but he wanted to take full advantage of his being a behavioral throwback to a pre-civilized breed of man as the sexy little shit beneath him on all fours had called him. He'd wanted to get primitive on Blair for the longest time so yeah, that was definitely all right with him.
"Well this is you having your cock inside me and not fucking me right now - so if you want to move, now would be a good time," Blair panted. He also tried to glare but his eyes still had that glassy and out-of-there look provoked by the first swift and rough stroke of said cock sliding into him, so it wasn't exactly effective.
Still, Jim got the message right. He thrust a second time - deeper first, then almost out but he didn't thrust back in. He kept maddeningly still again. "I think you need some punishment for making me wait so long." He cleared his throat. He wasn't exactly in control himself, but he had to be strong. He was trying to make a point after all.
"And I think you're punishing yourself," Blair replied, trying to impale himself back on Jim's cock but the damn guy had his hips in a very tight grip. There would be bruises tomorrow, Blair suddenly realized - and was it getting warmer around here or what?
Jim swallowed and tried not to think of the heat surrounding his dick or the frustrated and oh so fucking sexy noises Blair was making. "I thrive on guilt and self-punishment - I thought we'd established that in the past."
"Dammit, Jim! You asshole - move!" Was the other man's only answer.
"Asshole?" Jim smirked, peeking at Blair's ass firmly nestled against his crotch and as firmly impaled. "Funny you should say that."
This time, and in spite of his being ready to explode from the frustration and sheer ecstasy of the sensation of being almost-fucked by his best friend, Blair couldn't help but laugh, making his whole body shake, which incidentally almost made Jim lose it right there, right now.
"All right, all right, I give," Blair cried. He pressed his chest down on the bed arching his back, and rested his head on his bent arms going for a nicely submissive pose to try and accelerate the process - he also decided that a verbal apology would do the trick. "I abjectly apologize for making you 'court' me. It was oh so cruel of me to make you invite me to this expensive restaurant and refuse to let you fuck me in the parking lot - making you wait til we were back at the loft was just so fucking mean. I'm a cock tease, so there!" Okay so that wasn't exactly sarcasm-free, but he was getting desperate, so it would have to do.
This time it was Jim's laughter that sent some nice vibrations through Blair's body and he shivered, biting his lip. Jim better fuck him now, or there would be hell to pay. He would do it himself - and make Jim watch, that would teach him.
"All right, I guess it'll do, Chief. You're forgiven."
"And what about screwed? Fucked? Nailed to the mat--" he didn't have time to finish his little speech, he only let a whimper escape, followed by a grunt and after that... well he didn't have any idea what his body was doing after that. Jim had finally found his senses back --no pun intended-- and was now pounding into him with all his strength and making him forget everything except from the cock slamming into him again and again, deeper and deeper each time.
This was Jim. This wasn't a wet dream or a fantasy. This was Jim fucking his ass and yeah, it definitely had a fucking good ring to it.
Fin
Huh? Pure poesy, I told you lol
And ooopsie, gotta go now *g*
nostalgia_lj, I was able to channel my energy into something fun - well, I thought it was fun at least lol Okay so she did a meme where you make a list of the first lines of all your fics and you ask your flist to write a drabble using one of them. Out of curiosity I scanned the list and the following line This is me apparently spoke to my muses because they started to speak to me.In the end, the poor girl --and I'm referring to Nos, here btw-- received a fic that just didn't have anything to do with her because you know, The Sentinel and Jim/Blair, besides it wasn't 100 words but, like, 695 [705 for the version on my LJ apparently], which wasn't my doing either, really - but meme will sometimes do that to you. Bring you stuff you never asked in the first place, except you sorta asked... but then, that's not what you wanted *blink*
Anyway TS belonging to my LJ, I'm pasting it here, well with some tiny changes obviously - I called it TSilliness and no, it doesn't have a real title because hel-lo spur of the moment thing and all that, and it's not betaed yet either *cough*
Though I still have a first line that sorta appeals to me, because is there something more poetic than This is me. This isn't a wet dream or a fantasy. This is me fucking your ass, Chief, right? And I even did something with it, too *points below*
"This is me. This isn't a wet dream or a fantasy. This is me fucking your ass, Chief. This has a fucking good ring to it, don't you think?" Jim turned his sense of touch up - with his cock buried deep inside Blair's body, it wasn't the right time to protect himself from the sensory overload. He wouldn't zone, he knew that, but he wanted to take full advantage of his being a behavioral throwback to a pre-civilized breed of man as the sexy little shit beneath him on all fours had called him. He'd wanted to get primitive on Blair for the longest time so yeah, that was definitely all right with him.
"Well this is you having your cock inside me and not fucking me right now - so if you want to move, now would be a good time," Blair panted. He also tried to glare but his eyes still had that glassy and out-of-there look provoked by the first swift and rough stroke of said cock sliding into him, so it wasn't exactly effective.
Still, Jim got the message right. He thrust a second time - deeper first, then almost out but he didn't thrust back in. He kept maddeningly still again. "I think you need some punishment for making me wait so long." He cleared his throat. He wasn't exactly in control himself, but he had to be strong. He was trying to make a point after all.
"And I think you're punishing yourself," Blair replied, trying to impale himself back on Jim's cock but the damn guy had his hips in a very tight grip. There would be bruises tomorrow, Blair suddenly realized - and was it getting warmer around here or what?
Jim swallowed and tried not to think of the heat surrounding his dick or the frustrated and oh so fucking sexy noises Blair was making. "I thrive on guilt and self-punishment - I thought we'd established that in the past."
"Dammit, Jim! You asshole - move!" Was the other man's only answer.
"Asshole?" Jim smirked, peeking at Blair's ass firmly nestled against his crotch and as firmly impaled. "Funny you should say that."
This time, and in spite of his being ready to explode from the frustration and sheer ecstasy of the sensation of being almost-fucked by his best friend, Blair couldn't help but laugh, making his whole body shake, which incidentally almost made Jim lose it right there, right now.
"All right, all right, I give," Blair cried. He pressed his chest down on the bed arching his back, and rested his head on his bent arms going for a nicely submissive pose to try and accelerate the process - he also decided that a verbal apology would do the trick. "I abjectly apologize for making you 'court' me. It was oh so cruel of me to make you invite me to this expensive restaurant and refuse to let you fuck me in the parking lot - making you wait til we were back at the loft was just so fucking mean. I'm a cock tease, so there!" Okay so that wasn't exactly sarcasm-free, but he was getting desperate, so it would have to do.
This time it was Jim's laughter that sent some nice vibrations through Blair's body and he shivered, biting his lip. Jim better fuck him now, or there would be hell to pay. He would do it himself - and make Jim watch, that would teach him.
"All right, I guess it'll do, Chief. You're forgiven."
"And what about screwed? Fucked? Nailed to the mat--" he didn't have time to finish his little speech, he only let a whimper escape, followed by a grunt and after that... well he didn't have any idea what his body was doing after that. Jim had finally found his senses back --no pun intended-- and was now pounding into him with all his strength and making him forget everything except from the cock slamming into him again and again, deeper and deeper each time.
This was Jim. This wasn't a wet dream or a fantasy. This was Jim fucking his ass and yeah, it definitely had a fucking good ring to it.
Fin
Huh? Pure poesy, I told you lol
And ooopsie, gotta go now *g*
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Date: 2004-10-06 09:23 am (UTC)I'll read the ficlet in a minute but I just had to laugh as I've just posted the same meme but from a different person *g*
Man, have to go make Corey's tea, TS sex will have to wait, but Babycakes!!!!
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Date: 2004-10-06 09:36 am (UTC)"And I think you're punishing yourself." Blair replied, trying to impale himself back on Jim's cock but the damn guy had his hips in a very tight grip. There would be bruises tomorrow, Blair suddenly realised - and was it getting warmer around here or what?
Hell yeah it's getting warmer! I love that part, what a gorgeous visual image you create.
Fantastic job!
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Date: 2004-10-06 04:01 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-10-06 03:59 pm (UTC)And Babycakes is here and boy it's so fucking good! We haven't done anything really tonight - we're in my computer room and we're taking turns going on LJ while watching TV, and right now she's knitting a mean scarf, she's quite talented *g*
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Date: 2004-10-06 03:47 pm (UTC)Hee! This is yummy and funny and very much in character, I think.
I found one typo --
which incidentally almost made Jim lost it right there, right now.
should be lose it right there.
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Date: 2004-10-06 04:15 pm (UTC)And thanks for telling me about the typo too, btw! Just changed it *g*
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Date: 2004-10-06 05:10 pm (UTC)I found a typo too...**hell ot pay** should be **hell to pay** ...yes?
I loved this line (and image)...
** He pressed his chest down on the bed arching his back, and rested his head on his bent arms going for a nicely submissive pose **
**fans self** I'm getting too old for this!! LOL
And speaking of fun...I hope you and babycakes are have tons of fun together.
And, oh yes, the next time you are discussing Larry with someome, be sure to point out Larry is not a monkey...he is a Barbary Ape. :p
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Date: 2004-10-07 07:33 am (UTC)I just changed the typo btw, thanks for that as well *g*
And OMG, how could I forget? *facepalm* I think I was traumatised by the fact that someone would find Jim 'odd looking', that'll be my defense lol
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Date: 2004-10-07 06:37 am (UTC)Pat
:-)
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Date: 2004-10-07 07:36 am (UTC)