Random Drabble #8: Drum
Ok, you guys are really going to kill me for this one. I'll explain later, but for now I'll just say it's R-rated, Gaeta + anonymous woman again, and my twisted sense of humor comes out a bit.
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He flopped over onto his back, still trying to catch his breath. She smiled and traced a finger down his chest, resting her hand lightly over his heart. Gaeta was sure she could feel his heartbeat even with that slight contact; it was still racing, an erratic drumbeat that pulsed through his entire body.
He covered her hand with his own, brought it up to his lips and kissed each slim, delicate finger. She moved restlessly against him and he couldn’t resist nibbling down to her wrist and up her forearm to the hollow of her elbow.
Then they fucked.
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lol. OK, here's what happened. I wasn't really inspired by the word so I went with the easy out - the heartbeat as a drum. So it was kind of this sweet, fluffy post-coital thing. I got to the end of the second paragraph and realized there was no way I could make a 100 word drabble out of this because obviously a lot more was going to happen after that part, or at least a few sweet wrap-up cuddling sentences. I did a word count and it was 97 words. How could I possibly end this in three words (because I really didn't want to cut anything I'd already done)? Bizarrely, the last three words floated through my mind, and it was too much for me - I couldn't possibly pass that up.
Fleeing the angry shippers now... lol
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He flopped over onto his back, still trying to catch his breath. She smiled and traced a finger down his chest, resting her hand lightly over his heart. Gaeta was sure she could feel his heartbeat even with that slight contact; it was still racing, an erratic drumbeat that pulsed through his entire body.
He covered her hand with his own, brought it up to his lips and kissed each slim, delicate finger. She moved restlessly against him and he couldn’t resist nibbling down to her wrist and up her forearm to the hollow of her elbow.
Then they fucked.
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lol. OK, here's what happened. I wasn't really inspired by the word so I went with the easy out - the heartbeat as a drum. So it was kind of this sweet, fluffy post-coital thing. I got to the end of the second paragraph and realized there was no way I could make a 100 word drabble out of this because obviously a lot more was going to happen after that part, or at least a few sweet wrap-up cuddling sentences. I did a word count and it was 97 words. How could I possibly end this in three words (because I really didn't want to cut anything I'd already done)? Bizarrely, the last three words floated through my mind, and it was too much for me - I couldn't possibly pass that up.
Fleeing the angry shippers now... lol