Microfics - Round 3
Genre/Rating: BBM, mostly Au!Au, R
Pairings: Jack/Ennis in The Dance and Bank Shot Universe.
Disclaimer: Jack and Ennis were created by the Great and Mighty Annie Proulx. I'm just the dude behind the yellow curtain working the lights and using the Big Voice microphone.
Notes: For those who have been following this...here's round 3. For those who haven't just keep reading and you'll figure it out. Basically I'm writing little bits ten words at a time. Eventually the dribbles will become drabbles. Have a good day!
Smut: (Bank Shot)
“Harder!”
“Shh! Stewardess is coming.”
“She ain’t the only one.”
“Not yet!”
“Oww! Handle with care!”
“Not coming without me!”
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“Goddamn. Okay.” (with resignation) “Fix the blanket, then.”
“Shh! Or you’ll wake Sam.”
Hurt/Comfort: (Bank Shot)
“Next time, no soap.”
“You dropped it.”
“Fucking concussion….damn!”
“Better than a pulled groin.”
“Have you seen this goose-egg?”
………
“Can’t miss it, bud.”
“Well?”
“Rather that, than this.”
Fluff: (The Dance)
“Get your own bowl.”
“Wanna share.”
“Gimme the remote, then.”
“Nope.”
“Shit, Ennis.”
“And watch that lame show all night?”
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“Wanna see how Danny does.”
“One who lost his wife?”
Unresolved Sexual Tension: (The Dance)
“Stop looking at me like that.”
(growls) “Better ride faster, cowboy.”
“Can’t. My cock’s too hard.”
“Take it out. Lemme see.”
…………
“Here? Out in the open?
“I’ll take mine out, too.”
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All TBC tomorrow.