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Mar. 6th, 2012

Repost x30 #10: The Wolfram Chronicles - 4 Drabbles

So this started from a drabble [info]noteverything wrote for me. But I can't find it. :( And then I decided Wolfram needed more drabbles. I had meant to write more of them. But I then I met C. And then I stopped drabbling because I was too busy getting busy or something. lol. But anyway. File this post under ridiculous, but I'm posting it anyway.

The Wolfram Chronicles )

Original Post - Season 3 Challenge
Original Post - Rimming Challenge

Jul. 20th, 2008

Assorted Drabbles from the Rimming Challenge

Assorted drabbles written for the Rimming Challenge at [info]qaf_drabbles.

Snapshot: Linds/Mel/Leda

Snapshot )

Resident Asshole: Brian, Michael, and Emmett discuss rimming.

Resident Asshole )

Now You Know: Jennifer reads an issue of Rage.

Now You Know )

Anything Else?: Cynthia asks Brian's advice.

Anything Else? )

Justin: B/J

Justin )

Jun. 20th, 2008

Mr. Kinney and the Intern

This was originally posted in three posts at [info]qaf_drabbles and they were not posted chronologically. How very confusing and wrong of me. Now I shall rectify the situation by reposting them as one set, in the correct order, here on my IJ.

They are rated NC-17, although, by some people's standards, I'm not sure the acts qualify as sexual relations. :D Set during S3.

Mr. Kinney and the Intern, After Hours, and After Hours the Sequels, or Office!sex )

Aug. 30th, 2007

my muses hate me...but i wrote a f/f drabble

All I Want
f/f, 100 words, first person, rated R

It's early and I'm still half-asleep, my eyes closed to the bright morning sun. The strong hands inching up my sides are slowly tugging me into a state of contented consciousness. They are following a pace set by the soft lips and wet tongue working their way up my torso. I stretch, arms reaching above my head, toes pointing, and relax beneath her warm weight. An appreciative sigh slips out, a sleepy smile creeps across my face. She can't see it, but I swear she can feel it as she answers with a smile of her own against my skin.


i don't know why i wrote this, it's just what happened when i attempted to write this evening.