Everybody's getting in on the drabble series Miz
pearlseed began, and
luvvycat suggested I do the same. Birthday girl
mamazano kindly posted
links to the first ten drabbles,
veronica_rich wrote
number eleven, and here's my entry -- exactly 100 words -- to make (so far) an even dozen**...
~ Commandeered ~
Ana's heart, blood, breath, world stopped in that moment. She was so close to Jack's lips she could see only him, feel his rum-sweet breath against her cheek. In her mind's eye, she leaned just a trinketed lock closer, melding burning lips to his and from that point, consummation, swift, thorough, passionate consummation of her deep, abiding, oh so wicked and completely undeniable lust would surely ignite.
She was singularly stunned on waking to find him gone, requited yet unassuaged fires now roiling with fury at the realization that he'd commandeered her (damned Pirate!), body and soul and Jolly Mon.
** ETA:
lolitalockhart posted links to hers, which she says are numbers nine and twelve, on
potc100 right after I posted this, so I've changed mine to number thirteen. Poor Anamaria. No luck at all.
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