Week of Drabble-A-Thons Day 1: First Kisses
WEEK OF DRABBLE-A-THONS
DAY 1 - FIRST KISSES
Welcome to the Week of Drabble-a-Thons (yes, finally, I remembered and stuff). Today’s theme is first kisses. Below the cut are any prompts I received ahead of time to play with, but you can also leave prompts in comments or write off the cuff (as long as it’s on theme).
Rules/Set up of the game1. We ( Read more... )
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“Goddammit, Sammy. How many times I gotta tell you?” He’s pissed, anger building righteous in his chest, because the stupid kid’ll never learn. “Told you to stay put! Why won’t you ever listen?” Dean’s fury is like a contagion, the kind that could spread, bloat into so much more - if only Sam would stop shivering. But the kid’s got fear written all over him, innocent bite of his lip, and really, Dean can’t stay mad at that.
“C’mere,” Dean soothes, pass of his hand over Sam’s clammy forehead. “The trick with magic is not walking into it, ya dumbass.” Sam’s arms slide awkward around Dean’s waist. He clings like maybe Dean’ll leave, like he’s already counted him amongst the lost. “Dumbass,” Dean murmurs to reaffirm ( ... )
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so, so lovely.
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The prompt: trapped in an elevator
Elevator Silence
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The prompt: It always feels like a first kiss in her head
"Come here."
Phoebe has never understood how he does that, how he reaches through the hormones and the questions and the fear and makes it all...quiet.
His fingers curl across her open palm, pulling her down into his lap. "It doesn't matter."
That sets her off again, remembering their faces, the accusations, the argument that left her feeling worse than before. "You didn't hear them, Cole. Piper wouldn't even stand up for me. She's totally taking Paige's side."
Hands sliding around to cup the back of her head. She can see the flash of regret in his eyes at the length of her new haircut. She gives herself up to his pull, leaning in to brush her lips gently against his.
The kiss is soft, comforting - an echo of all the first times that have come before. It makes her feel safe.
Cole's voice is a whisper of breath against her skin. "It doesn't matter."
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"Dude, stop."
"What?"
"Stop thinking so much." Ryan palmed Michael's head. "I can hear the gears turning from here."
"But--" Michael started.
"It's fine."
Michael sat with his back pressed up against the cool concrete of the pool deck wall and stared out at the water. He deliberately did not make eye contact.
"Mike, you need to relax or you're going to have a heart attack before we even get to Beijing."
Michael closed his eyes and breathed deeply. His eyes blinked open when he felt a weight settle on his thighs.
"Ry--"
"No, Mike. This," Ryan's lips brushed his, "is okay. In fact, this--" Their lips met again. "Is fucking awesome."
"Yeah?"
"Yeah." Ryan smiled.
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I just love how Ryan takes control. And this is just very hot to imagine.
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And, yeah, I definitely see Ryan as the aggressor. I'm glad you liked.
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I don't keysmash often. HOLY SHIT, HON. This is AMAZING! <3333333333333333333333
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