Drabble Roundup for 6/21/2010

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Daily Drabble Round-up for Day 20 of the 100 Drabbles Of Summer (6/21/2010)

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Drabble 22, prompt 35 - Burn

[island_juliet]

His fingers trace the scar on her back as she lies on her stomach, pretending to sleep. She’s told him the story of how she got the brand, and while she sees it as ugly ("I’m glad I can’t see it."), he thinks it’s amazing. She’s marked because of him. For him. Kate too, but he’s choosing to forget about her.

Leaning over, he lets his lips drag over the raised skin and she gives herself away by humming softly. "Knew you weren’t asleep."

"I was enjoying what you were doing."

"Wait," he promises, trailing his lips up her spine.

Re: Drabble 22, prompt 35 - Burn

[island_juliet]

:D thank you!

Drabble #22: Storm

[twitchyadvise]

He was dating, and living with, a teenage girl the age of sixteen. He knew when it hit the tabloids, and it would hit the tabloids, everything about him would come under speculation. It would be a storm of media, photographers and tabloid headlines that would make his skin crawl.

The Royal Adviser dating the Kings illegitimate daughter.

The idea of people invading his personal life in such a manner made him twitch. Even more so than usual. But he believed her when she said she loved him. So no matter what came their way, they'd survive this storm.

Together.

Drabble #20: Dawn

[twitchyadvise]

Dawn was slowly becoming his favorite time of the day. He always woke up before the sun came up anyway, being a morning person, so he could have his coffee and sit on the balcony to watch the sun slowly rise and greet the world.

Now that he had Summer living with him, he liked the dawn for a different reason completely.

he loved the way the rays kissed her skin, making her glow golden. He loved the way it filtered through her sleep tousled hair, making it light up like fire.

Coffee could wait. Watching her was far better.

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Drabble #77: Author's Choice: Summer Concerts

[twitchyadvise]

He didn't dance for one very simple reason. He couldn't. It was a perversion of all things natural whenever he tried. So finding himself at one of Lanstonia's summer concerts was a nightmare.

But Norton had begged him to go. And his parents were right, he really did need to try and make friends. He'd gone and, in a moment that could only be described as weakness, he'd danced.

When Norton had seen him, he'd stood there, his mouth hanging open, before bursting out laughing and shaking a teasing finger at him.

It was official. He was never dancing again.

Drabble #47: A Summer Sport

[twitchyadvise]

It was the first time he'd never seen Tucker at one of Norton's polo matches. He couldn't help but observer how Tucker watched Norton the entire game, ready to spring into action should the ginger fall from his pony.

It wasn't a big surprise that, when he'd given Norton an odd look because he'd reaching into his pants to rearrange things, he got an evil eye from Tucker.

He steered his pony ten feet away.

"What are you doing?"

"Ten foot rule."

"What?" Norton raised his eyebrow warily.

"Ask your husband," he said. "He's very protective of his polo prince."

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