IT'S VAG FEST '09 BBS.
Thought today was as good a day as any to start this? Especially since people are off work and stuff. So, participate dammit! :P
♀Vagina Fest '09!♥There is a seriously lack of female love going on in fandom lately. There's nothing wrong with slash, boy loving is hot and great and all but there is literally (pun intended) buttloads of it out there ( Read more... )
♀Vagina Fest '09!♥There is a seriously lack of female love going on in fandom lately. There's nothing wrong with slash, boy loving is hot and great and all but there is literally (pun intended) buttloads of it out there ( Read more... )
It's been a long time in coming, in his defense. So many shipboard "nights" when he had to physically stop himself from going into her room and waking her with his touch, so many days spent with one hand wrapped around hers and the other clenched so tightly his fingernails dug into his palm as he tried to control his need for her.
He can't stop himself now. Maybe it's her scent, fresh from bed. Maybe it's her rumpled hair and sleep-fogged eyes. The last functioning bit of his analytical brain decides it doesn't really matter.
He kisses her again and again and again, forcing her lips open, tasting her toothpaste, the remnants of the cherry lipgloss she wore yesterday, and Rose. There's an odd, helpless, needy sound in his ears, and he realizes it's coming from his own throat. He can't stop this.
And when Rose's hands begin to drag the leather jacket from his shoulders and her tongue invades his mouth, he realizes he doesn't have to try anymore. He never had to try. She's been his as long as he's been hers.
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Oh, but as always with your Nine/Rose smut, I'm left wanting more. :P
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