Hi, everyone, sexycazzy here yet again! Today is my last day of my week's guest hosting :( I've enjoyed hosting for you lovely people and the past few days, I've enjoyed seeing what you have came up with your prompts and fills. So thank you to everyone for making this week a enjoyable one!
We end the week with one of my favourite themes - KINKS!
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And you're welcome, I'm glad you enjoyed the themes this week!
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I love how that you spilt this into two parts - one as Scamp and the other as Adam - just lovely! :-)
Thank you!
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Ronon is big; all muscle, fierce. He spars like his life depends on it and he grants no quarter. John is slim and fast, as agile and spare in his movements as a swordsman. But he doesn’t take sparring seriously, which annoys Ronon.
He spins his bantos stick, stalking Sheppard, who dances away and lunges at Ronon, just catching his ribs hard enough to raise a welt on his tawny skin. John takes a breath, starts to apologize and then realizes that he’s left himself open for a strike. Ronon brings the stick across Sheppard’s back and he gasps, “Ouch!”
Ronon doesn’t pause. The bantos stick slides across John’s throat. Ronon grips it on either end and presses against Sheppard’s windpipe. “I could kill you,” he rasps against John’s ear. “All it would take is one quick jerk and I’d crush your larynx, leave you choking on your own blood.”
“It’s not that easy,,” John suddenly goes boneless, slips away from Ronon like he had managed to make himself smaller. It is the one thing Ronon hadn’t anticipated -- passivity -- and John takes ( ... )
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