Microfic - Round 10
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 10. 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. Also, for some reason my LJ cuts aren't working so I'm really sorry for spamming your inboxes.
So there you have it, folks, our little dribbles have come out of their cocoons and become full blown drabbles. *sniff* These dribbles just grow so fast, don't they? Thanks for playing along, it's been fun. Please see my longer note at the end...
Smut: (Bank Shot)
“Harder!”
“Shh! Stewardess is coming.”
“She ain’t the only one.”
“Not yet!”
“Oww! Handle with care!”
“Not coming without me!”
“Goddamn. Okay.” (with resignation) “Fix the blanket, then.”
“Shh! Or you’ll wake Sam.”
“Oops,” (wickedly) “I dropped something.”
“Better check under the blanket, then.”
“Mmm.”
“That’s right. In flight snack.”
“Goody. Cocktails and nuts.”
“Yes…just like that.”
(Suddenly the passenger beside them wakes up.)
“Is slurping quietly an option here?” (says Sam, the passenger)
“No!” (to the mound in the blanket) “Don’t stop!”
“Yes! No more slurping!” (says Sam)
“No! I’m gonna…”
Sam: “Eeew. Slurps sound better than swallows.”
(Jack sighs contentedly then grins at Sam, wiggling his eyebrows.) “ My turn to slurp.”
(Jack goes under the blanket and Ennis pops up for air.)
“Hey,” (to Sam) “You’re awake.”
“You think?”
“Sorry.”
“Riiight.” (glances down at action under blanket.) “Slurpy time again?”
.
Ennis: “Nope.” (groan.) “Swallow time.”
Sam: “Yuck!”
(Jack pops up from under the blanket)
Jack: “Nope, yum.”
(Sam makes gagging noises. Jack grin at each other contentedly, then shake hands.)
Jack & Ennis: Thank you, come again.
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.”
“Seriously?”
“Yeah. Doc says no straining my groin for a week.”
“Shit.”
“Yep.”
“Damn.”
“Uh-huh.”
“Sorry I slipped.”
“Was the soap.”
“And because you were drilling me like an oil rig.”
“True that.”
“Freakin’ good angle, though.”
“Could be a personal best.”
“Oohhh, yeah. Didn’t know you were that flexible.”
“I’m not….that’s why I slipped!” (chuckles) “My life flashed before my eyes!”
“And?”
“Wouldn’t change a thing.”
(Share a kiss.) “Yeah…except…”
(In unison.) “No more soap!”
Fluff: (The Dance)
“Get your own bowl.”
“Wanna share.”
“Gimme the remote, then.”
“Nope.”
“Shit, Ennis.”
“And watch that dumb show all night?”
“Wanna see how Danny does.”
“One who lost his wife?”
“Yeah.”
“Good singer.”
“Seems to have a good heart, too.”
“Gotta good friend who stuck by him during rough times.”
“He does.” (gives Ennis a kiss.) “Reminds me of you.”
“Who? That young pup?”
“You gotta good heart too, Ennis, underneath all that rough.”
(Ennis fiddles with the popcorn bowl.) “Only you would say that.”
“Only you would let me.”
“You’re the real hero here. You never gave up. Never.”
(They kiss and things become heated.)
“What about your show?”
“Forget it. That’s what TIVO’s for. “
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.”
“Oh shit, look at you. Come closer…so I can…”
“You try anything, we’ll spook the horses for sure.”
“Damn.”
“Okay, I’ll be good. Just…closer… Please?” (Jack walks his horse slowly forward. He stops a foot away, his cock standing proudly.)
“Like this, Ennis?”
“Yeah, wonder if you taste as good as you look?”
(Groans) “You just gave me shit for looking at you funny!
(Ennis begins to walk his horse closer.)
“And what are you doing? You said you’d be good!”
“I lied.”
(Ennis brings his horse up along side Jack’s then leans forward, still astride his horse, to take Jack’s cock in his mouth.)
“Yep. Knew I could find your startle point.”
~ Finis ~
Friends:
Thanks for clamoring for more of the Bank Shot boys. I will confess, I'm facing a dilemma with that story because Sam has kind of become bigger than Jack and Ennis. It's kind of like Heath in The Dark Knight, he basically outshines everyone else. Don't give up, though, I am trying to see my way around this. Plus, I've seen the ending of that story, so, if nothing else, you'll eventually get a few chapters that will give you a conclusion. If you have any one-shot ideas for this story, I'd love to hear them!
Also, I was truly shocked when I accidentally forgot to unlock Round 6 and had people I never heard from before asking to be friended. I will reiterate that I have no intentions of ever locking my journal. However, you might want to friend me if you really do like my stuff because sometimes I don't post story updates on Brokebackslash. To be honest, often times if I only get a few comments on something, I kind of think it was a dud chapter and only my friends are reading my stuff and they're only doing that to be kind. So, if you're reading, you might want to let an author know you're reading, or tell them what you like or don't like. Believe me, I'm not saying this to pimp comments. I'm just saying, if I know there's an interest in something I'm writing, it keeps me motivated to continue. That being said, I appreciate all my readers, whether they comment or not. You're helping me live out a dream. Peace - Em