A sort of mini-round up of all the bits of random drabbles I inflicted on people this year (aka proof Wicked actually did write something this year, even if it was mostly on her phone during lectures ;P)
The drabbles I included in
lemniciate ,
nenimefish and
nyargles ’s Christmas cards but with slightly more legibility now, and the txt!fic I bothered everyone I have a number for and fandom in common with when inspiration struck...You'd be amazed how often that was in boring lectures...
Merlin, Paris Immortal, Inui with a kitten (and an explanation behind it *g*), more Paris Immortal, and Iruka/Kakashi.
nenimefish - Merlin, pre-Arthur/Merlin
Arthur watched his new manservant, scuttling through the courtyard carrying his armour and dropping pieces here and there, avidly. Morgana came up behind him in a swish of fabric and a haze of perfume and stared alongside him.
“Will you be keeping him?” she asked eventually.
“Only if he wants to be kept, Morgana.”
Morgana rolled her eyes and sighed, “If you’re not going to try then you’ll never get the boy.”
“Who says I want to?”
Morgana’s mocking laughter lingered even after she swept from his chambers, along with her retort-
‘Why else would you be watching?’
lemniciate - Paris Immortal. It wanted to be threesome fic so badly...
“I’ve been killed,” Trey panted, laughing shallowly as he tried to catch his breath.
“Only a little death, dearest,” Michel smiled down at him, “Would you like to try for another one?”
At that Trey did start to laugh and tried to remember if his recovery time could still be measured in minutes. He decided after a moments thought that laying in bed, naked, with a veritable god like Michel equally naked beside him and trying to entice him into more, that if his body hadn’t started reacting by the time he’d got his breath back he’d be forced to jump Michel anyway.
He tried to verbalise this.
“Hmm,” Trey managed. “Later. Need a minute or two to recover.”
“As you wish.”
“I always liked that film.”
“I confess, mon Trey,” Gabriel spoke up from the doorway where he stood, illuminated by the light from the hall, “I liked it as well.”
Gabriel came over and leaned down to brush hair from Trey’s forehead, pressing a kiss to his lips softly after, leaving Trey aching for more.
“I liked it very much,” he whispered.
“Gabriel…”
nyargles - Inui/Kaido. But with a kitten. And Kaido's not even in it.
"It's a kitten," Inui said after careful examination.
Yanagi nodded and held out the box to Inui.
"Why are you giving me a kitten?"
"As a Christmas present," Yanagi explained serenely.
Inui pushed his glasses up his nose and raised an eyebrow that Yanagi had categorised as ‘No. 14- Evil and Inquisitive’ long ago.
"You are aware I am not partial to pets, of course," Inui stated. From anyone else it would have been a question.
Yanagi nodded and smiled.
"It's your Christmas present to give to Kaido-kun, you are aware he likes felines. During training sessions he will stop 89% of the time for cats or kittens that catch his attention."
Inui's glasses glinted. "I make it 88%. He is dedicated to his training schedule."
"You're welcome," Yanagi told him. "Merry Christmas, Sadaharu."
"And to you, Renji. I've sent you all the data I compiled off Yukimura's match against Echizen."
"Thank you, Sadaharu, a different perspective on the match may prove enlightening."
Yanagi started to walk away and paused to look back over.
"Oh, and Yagyuu said to wish Kaido-kun a Merry Christmas as well."
Inui refrained from reacting like a jealous idiot and stayed perfectly still until the kitten poked its head out the box and licked his nose. He sighed.
"Let's get you to your proper home, shall we?"
Paris Immortal txt!fic
So Kiss Me
Trey loved it when Gabriel touched him. So often he stood watching while Michel pushed him to ecstasy, but the best part was the gentle kiss Gabriel pressed to his lips afterwards.
‘Beautiful, mon Trey,’ he’d whisper and Trey would fall in love with him all over again.
+++
So Sinful
Trey knows this is wrong. There’s supposed to be a limit where family is involved. But Gabriel, his granpere, is still the living embodiment of temptation, one who could tempt the Devil himself. And Trey is a willing sinner.
Michel, however, is a saint worshipping at the feet of his dark angel. Trey is the beautifully frail human connection that ties them to the world of Earth and denies them from Heaven. But, Michel muses, they’d certainly have less fun there.
+++
So Eternal
“Does the thought of eternity worry you?” Michel asks him one day. Trey is newborn and so fragile this way- and still so human and so loved by both him and Gabriel- and yet more powerful and simply so much more than he ever was before.
Trey looks up from where his head is buried on Gabriel’s naked shoulder, golden eyes boring into green. The sight of the two of them entwined together, naked, pale limbs so close as to become one makes Michel’s blood race and his heart ache with love for them.
“Eternity?” Trey answers him with a smile. “Not if you’re there.”
+++
The one thing Trey had always regretted the most was not chasing that vampire- and it was a vampire, he knew- when he saw him as a child. Even if he'd been killed the last thing he would have seen would be those beautiful eyes like nothing else in the world, and he would've known he was right. That those eyes weren't human and it'd been Trey they were looking at so intently.
But he didn't.
And now he searches for those eyes with a needle, and he doesn't even know now if he's begging for death or salvation.
It's not straight away he realises about Gabriel. It had been years and plenty of those he'd tried to forget about, but those two haunt his dreams, his fantasies, his life, until he's part of their world. He's their Trey now, and right then he remembers what he'd been searching for before. Who his pleas had been to, what dark angel he cried for in the dark of the night.
Trey remembers and Gabriel knocks at his door.
Naruto txt!fic
Every time Iruka saw Hatake Kakashi he had the content smirk of someone well fucked, a feline stretch of muscles that showed sated arousal and a knowing little glint in his eye before that damnable smirk came out again.
Iruka wondered how that worked when you were supposed to be teaching children to be ninjas. He had 30 pre-genin to teach and didn't even have enough time to jerk off, but maybe it was different when you only had 3 brats to mentor.
...Nah. Kakashi had Naruto. That alone should be enough to kill anyone's sex life stone dead. Love him though Iruka does, the years he taught that menace were the most sexually frustrating years of his life. So how does Kakashi do it? Why was Iruka always the one to see him with loose limbs and smug satisfaction?
"Finished staring, Iruka-sensei?" Kakashi asked and his eyebrow raised mockingly. Iruka's own twitched in rage. If that was the way he wanted to play...
"Afternoon quickie, Kakashi-san?" Iruka asked cattily, glaring up at the man who dared to be satisfied and annoying with it in front of him.
Kakashi leaned over the desk, smirk going full power. "Why, sensei," he purred, "I thought you'd never ask."