It looked like fun, so I decided to join in. Basically, all you have to do is suggest to me a pairing from a fandom I know and ask me to write either the beginning or the aftermath of their first time having sex (or making love, for you romantics out there). I'm not setting a specific limit; I'll just keep doing this for as long as I'm creatively
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"I still hate you, you know," Cassie grumbled.
"That's fine, Wonder Priss," Rose answered. "I still hate you, too."
The two girls --- one blonde, one silver-haired --- were curled up in bed, their backs facing each other. Both were naked, having just finished a furious coitus. Neither had really intended it to happen; the usual exchange of contemptuous insults had occurred, but when Cassie had dared call Rose a whore, that was when Rose had had enough. At that moment, she decided to show Cassie just how much of a "whore" she really was.
At one point, Cassie's lasso had ended up wrapped around them both, but the shocks had merely fed their passion. They had still been kissing and grinding against each other even as they screamed into each other's mouths from the agony of the divine lightning passing through them.
"We are doing this again, though," Rose said, bringing them both back to reality and out of the oh-so-ironically-pleasant memories ( ... )
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AFTER
"I'm not so sure about this," Jack murmured.
"Too late to have post-coital doubts now, Jack," Abbie whispered in his ear.
"I was trying . . . not to do this sort of thing anymore," Jack mumbled, more to himself than to Abbie.
"Were you going to remain celibate for the rest of your life?" Abbie wondered.
"If I had to, because there was no way I could get married again." Jack groaned. "Never really believed in 'third time's the charm.'"
Abbie smiled and stretched in bed, reminding Jack of a sinuous jungle cat. "Sometimes, it is. Sometimes, it takes more than three tries."
"And what if you don't feel like trying anymore?" Jack's question was meant to be sarcastic, but it came across more as searching.
"Then sometimes . . . it finds you," Abbie purred, and kissed Jack, who didn't know whether he liked this or not but decided that he would have to think about it some more. Then again, thinking could wait; he kissed Abbie back, wrapping an arm around her.
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"Dude, that was so awesome! Whoa, it was so deep and in-character and stuff! Wow, dude!"
Serious hat on, now. You ought to post that on Same Side.
Yeah, I switched back. Heh.
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