Five Sentences Pt. 1
Title: Five Sentences Pt. 1
Fandom: X-Men (Movie)
Author: deep_salt_water
Pairing/Character: Rogue/Peter Petrelli, Rogue/Dean Winchester, Logan/Rogue/Dean Winchester.
Word Count: 274
Disclaimer: The X-Men aren’t mine; they belong to Marvel and 20th Century Fox.
Rating: PG-13... a tiny bit racy in the last one.
Summary: Three different relationships in five sentences.
Placement: Anywhere you want.
Spoilers/Warnings: None.
A/N: Designed to help me with writer's block. Feel free to request some more, any pairings go... Though Rogue will love you if they involve her. No Wincest, though.
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Rogue & Peter Petrelli
His coarse stubble scraped against her porcelain skin, turning it red as he moved his lips over her jaw. Her hand shifted to grip his hair, slender fingers knotting themselves into dark locks. A tiny moan escaped her lips, eliciting a chuckle from her lover.
“You never can keep quiet, Marie,” he whispered as his tongue flicked out to taste the tender flesh of her throat. “I don’t know why you even bother trying.”
Rogue & Dean Winchester
He watched with a mixture of amusement and horror as his two girls got to know each other. Rogue had put forth a very persuasive argument last night as to why she should get to drive his precious baby at least once, and who was he to say no? Not that he was whipped by a brunette with white streaks and a mouth that had him begging for more… He tried not to wince as she took the Impala around a corner, blowing out a breath as he caught her grin. A grin that held many promises at what was in store for him when they finally reached their destination, and climbed into the backseat.
Logan, Rogue & Dean Winchester.
She was trapped between two solid walls of muscle, and it was just the way she liked it. Logan’s hand rest on her hip possessively, knuckles pointed towards her other lover whose hand rest on her breast. She smirked, rolling her eyes in the darkness. No matter how many times they wound up in this position, Logan still felt his need to silently threaten the other man. She saw the sparkle in Dean’s open eye, a sure sign he was thinking the same thing.
Fandom: X-Men (Movie)
Author: deep_salt_water
Pairing/Character: Rogue/Peter Petrelli, Rogue/Dean Winchester, Logan/Rogue/Dean Winchester.
Word Count: 274
Disclaimer: The X-Men aren’t mine; they belong to Marvel and 20th Century Fox.
Rating: PG-13... a tiny bit racy in the last one.
Summary: Three different relationships in five sentences.
Placement: Anywhere you want.
Spoilers/Warnings: None.
A/N: Designed to help me with writer's block. Feel free to request some more, any pairings go... Though Rogue will love you if they involve her. No Wincest, though.
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Rogue & Peter Petrelli
His coarse stubble scraped against her porcelain skin, turning it red as he moved his lips over her jaw. Her hand shifted to grip his hair, slender fingers knotting themselves into dark locks. A tiny moan escaped her lips, eliciting a chuckle from her lover.
“You never can keep quiet, Marie,” he whispered as his tongue flicked out to taste the tender flesh of her throat. “I don’t know why you even bother trying.”
Rogue & Dean Winchester
He watched with a mixture of amusement and horror as his two girls got to know each other. Rogue had put forth a very persuasive argument last night as to why she should get to drive his precious baby at least once, and who was he to say no? Not that he was whipped by a brunette with white streaks and a mouth that had him begging for more… He tried not to wince as she took the Impala around a corner, blowing out a breath as he caught her grin. A grin that held many promises at what was in store for him when they finally reached their destination, and climbed into the backseat.
Logan, Rogue & Dean Winchester.
She was trapped between two solid walls of muscle, and it was just the way she liked it. Logan’s hand rest on her hip possessively, knuckles pointed towards her other lover whose hand rest on her breast. She smirked, rolling her eyes in the darkness. No matter how many times they wound up in this position, Logan still felt his need to silently threaten the other man. She saw the sparkle in Dean’s open eye, a sure sign he was thinking the same thing.