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Fandom: Stargate Atlantis
Title: The Dangerous Summer
Characters/pairing: lorne/sheppard
Prompt: Oct 28 - Ernest Hemingway wins Nobel prize for literature: write a drabble/ficlet inspired by an Ernest Hemingway title http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ernest_Hemmingway#Works .
Word Count: 144
Rating: teen for imagery
Summary: none
Author's Notes: trying something a little different here…A dodecal Partially inspired by my icon that
drkcherry posted earlier to this comm.
Shifting…skin against skin,
The humidity leaves a sheen of moisture on flesh stretched over muscles.
Flexing, two bodies entwined, soft whispers of words, not too loud.
Fingers threading into each others, closing, holding on…
A muffled gasp, mouth against mouth to swallow the innuendo.
No one can know.
Salty tang of sweat, the ocean, the womb of life and that’s what he feels.
Life and it feels like he’s breathing for the first time.
Stretch and burn, lips caught between teeth to catch the words that fall silently between them.
A droplet, pear-shaped, the long, slow trickle down the length of neck, throat…
Adam’s Apple.
Swallows; eyes of deepest blue…
And words that can’t be uttered - someone might hear - aren’t enough.
Would spoil it anyway.
A slow lick, a mouth, a tongue…fingers slipping buttons through fabric quickly, smoothing wrinkles.
Until next time.
Title: The Dangerous Summer
Characters/pairing: lorne/sheppard
Prompt: Oct 28 - Ernest Hemingway wins Nobel prize for literature: write a drabble/ficlet inspired by an Ernest Hemingway title http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ernest_Hemmingway#Works .
Word Count: 144
Rating: teen for imagery
Summary: none
Author's Notes: trying something a little different here…A dodecal Partially inspired by my icon that
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Shifting…skin against skin,
The humidity leaves a sheen of moisture on flesh stretched over muscles.
Flexing, two bodies entwined, soft whispers of words, not too loud.
Fingers threading into each others, closing, holding on…
A muffled gasp, mouth against mouth to swallow the innuendo.
No one can know.
Salty tang of sweat, the ocean, the womb of life and that’s what he feels.
Life and it feels like he’s breathing for the first time.
Stretch and burn, lips caught between teeth to catch the words that fall silently between them.
A droplet, pear-shaped, the long, slow trickle down the length of neck, throat…
Adam’s Apple.
Swallows; eyes of deepest blue…
And words that can’t be uttered - someone might hear - aren’t enough.
Would spoil it anyway.
A slow lick, a mouth, a tongue…fingers slipping buttons through fabric quickly, smoothing wrinkles.
Until next time.
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Date: 2006-10-28 11:41 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-10-28 11:53 pm (UTC)I think I got it - I'm glad you liked it!
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Date: 2006-10-29 01:27 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-10-29 07:11 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-10-29 02:34 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-10-29 07:11 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-10-30 05:41 am (UTC)PS. I also love your avvie of Lorne. Yum!
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Date: 2006-10-30 02:42 pm (UTC)There are many beautiful avatars around herer - the Lorne love just flows!