Crushed Out On The Way You Are; Gossip Girl, Blair/Dan; well-fucked, slight nipple playstainofmyloveMay 12 2011, 08:07:44 UTC
This got long ... hope ya like it!
Crushed Out On The Way You Are Rating: NC17 Word Count: ~910 Pairing/Characters: Blair/Dan Summary: Blair’s supposed to be in Monaco. And she is, for a while. Straight up PWP. Don’t even look for anything but porn in here. Warnings: none
Re: Crushed Out On The Way You Are; Gossip Girl, Blair/Dan; well-fucked, slight nipple playcasper_sanMay 14 2011, 16:08:44 UTC
Finally got time to read this. And omg - I am so happy I did! THANK YOU SO MUCH for this it was Effin amazing! The "eventually" line fit perfectly into D/B. :) Thank you!
*spoilers for the season finale* "Saints Can't Help Me Now" (Stefan/Elena)redbrunjaMay 15 2011, 06:37:45 UTC
Stefan's back in Mystic Falls for two weeks before meets Elena face-to-face.
He spends two weeks trying to leave. He spends fourteen nights slipping into her dreams, twisting them into dark, erotic things, and listening to her wake with cries that could be fear and could be desire. A fortnight of trying to drag up the ghost of the person he once was and all he manages to do is stoke his need for blood, for Elena, for her bleeding and moaning and begging in his arms.
Until the night she meets his eyes in her dresser mirror, flings herself around and into his arms.
"Stefan, oh Stefan, I missed you so much," she cries, her arms around his neck, his hands buried in her long, dark hair.
"I missed you, too," he says, the complete truth, and for the space of a handful of heartbeats, he's Elena's Stefan again, the good Salvatore brother, the vampire with the self-control and the masochism to abstain from blood for years and years and years. And then his grip tightens and Elena's neck arcs into a perfect, bitable curve.
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Crushed Out On The Way You Are
Rating: NC17
Word Count: ~910
Pairing/Characters: Blair/Dan
Summary: Blair’s supposed to be in Monaco. And she is, for a while. Straight up PWP. Don’t even look for anything but porn in here.
Warnings: none
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He spends two weeks trying to leave. He spends fourteen nights slipping into her dreams, twisting them into dark, erotic things, and listening to her wake with cries that could be fear and could be desire. A fortnight of trying to drag up the ghost of the person he once was and all he manages to do is stoke his need for blood, for Elena, for her bleeding and moaning and begging in his arms.
Until the night she meets his eyes in her dresser mirror, flings herself around and into his arms.
"Stefan, oh Stefan, I missed you so much," she cries, her arms around his neck, his hands buried in her long, dark hair.
"I missed you, too," he says, the complete truth, and for the space of a handful of heartbeats, he's Elena's Stefan again, the good Salvatore brother, the vampire with the self-control and the masochism to abstain from blood for years and years and years. And then his grip tightens and Elena's neck arcs into a perfect, bitable curve.
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I can't wait for Haven to come back *pouts* And yeah, I don't find Haven fans too often. Wanna friend? :)
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