moonsheen: (paint your palette blue and grey...)
moonsheen ([personal profile] moonsheen) wrote2007-01-02 02:20 pm

spank that new years baby

Ah, guess I'm a day late for the BIG UNMASKING? Oh well. HARK! TIS I who wrote [livejournal.com profile] yuletide story Gerda and the Snow Queen for [livejournal.com profile] ave_eva. Which is rough in places that still make me wince, but overall I'm pretty happy with how it turned out and glad that my recipient enjoyed. ♥

Meanwhile, because my f-list is doing it and I wanna be one of the cool kids: New Years Request Meme. Standard flavor this time. You know how this goes: name a fandom/pairing/characters and I write you a story of dubious drabble status to the best of my ability provided said request does not destroy my brain.

part deux.... since apparently it would not let me post this whole.

[identity profile] moonsheen.livejournal.com 2007-01-06 04:49 am (UTC)(link)
This is a haze. He has had so many days of reading reports and scrolling down screens that he does not remember the topography of his own living space. It is a wonder they find their way to his bed but he trusts her to know the way, as he trusts her in other things of which they do not speak if it can be helped. This is largely foolish. He is largely past the necessary amount of wakefulness to care. His hands spread over her thighs and her nails bite his back in the way she knows make him shudder. He is perhaps overly urgent, but she has never minded a bit of vigor, and her gasps against his ear and neck suggest a certain approval in the act of driving her hard into the covers of his bed. They stay half dressed. She presses her mouth to his jaw. Afterwards, he rests his forehead against her collarbone and exhales slowly. It feels as though the whole of the week exits with this breath. Her fingers, which have left the pattern of a tapestry over his arms and back, rest behind his head, rubbing idly.

“Well,” she says, wryly. “Your recent schedules taken into consideration, I would not have expected you to require my assistance in the matter of a few hours of unconsciousness.”

“Mm.” He says nothing more than this.

“Rest, Gabranth.”

When he wakes, half of the night is gone.

Re: part deux.... since apparently it would not let me post this whole.

[identity profile] annwyd.livejournal.com 2007-01-06 05:44 am (UTC)(link)
How are they so hot and how are you so good at them? D:

Re: part deux.... since apparently it would not let me post this whole.

[identity profile] motorbike.livejournal.com 2007-01-06 05:50 am (UTC)(link)
YOU WRITE GOOD SEX

EVEN WITHOUT "COCK" IN

Actually I think Judgeporn doesn't fit the word anyway, it's a lot more like the above, sort of vague and passionate and therefore GORGEOUS.