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Dec. 8th, 2003 07:29 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I'm in the mood to write.
So, anyone want a drabble/ficlet? Name the pairing (*NSYNC, Mary Sue), rating, anything in particular you'd like to see and I'll do my best!! :)
So, anyone want a drabble/ficlet? Name the pairing (*NSYNC, Mary Sue), rating, anything in particular you'd like to see and I'll do my best!! :)
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Date: 2003-12-08 04:40 pm (UTC)um...lord...I'll give you a choice. (I'm nice that way)
Either Me/Lance! *grin* Or Bassez! (you know you'll do it for me *wink*)
Either one bittersweet. *sigh*
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Date: 2003-12-08 04:59 pm (UTC)"I..." you start, and then abruptly stop. The words were on the tip of your tongue, but saying them would only make things worse.
He looked at you, his green eyes letting you know that he felt the same way as you, and you had to swallow hard to keep the lump in your throat.
Lance leans over, kissing you gently, tenderly. "I know baby. I'll miss you too." The suitcase is closed, a small silver lock dangling from the top.
"I'll call," he said.
And then he was gone.
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Date: 2003-12-08 05:10 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-12-08 05:17 pm (UTC)you're welcome, darling. I'm glad you liked it!
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Date: 2003-12-08 04:43 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-12-08 05:07 pm (UTC)Lance walked in, grinning from ear to ear. "You blew their minds, babe," he said, wrapping his arms around JC's waist. "You completely knocked them dead."
JC grinned, kissing Lance's cheeks, then his mouth once, lips slightly parted. "Do you think so? Really?"
Lance nodded. "Without a doubt. They were eating out of the palm of your hand before the show was half over."
JC kissed Lance again, this time deeply. "What about you? What did you think?"
Lance just took JC's hand, leading him to the couch. "I think that it's time you show me those thrusts, in my own personal show."
JC straddled Lance's lap. "I can do that."
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Date: 2003-12-08 06:11 pm (UTC):) Thanks sweetie!
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Date: 2003-12-08 06:24 pm (UTC)You're welcome, darling!! I'm glad you liked it!
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Date: 2003-12-08 04:47 pm (UTC)i would like me/lance...and you can make it what ever rating you want...i'm not picky. lol
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Date: 2003-12-08 05:16 pm (UTC)"Is this seat taken?"
You looked up and your mouth went dry. Unable to find your voice, you just shook you head and watched as Lance slid into the chair next to you.
"I'm Lance," he said, holding out his hand.
"Angel," you replied, taking it. He smiled, bringing it to his lips and you just prayed you didn't gasp aloud.
"So, Angel," he repeated, your hand still in his. "Do you dance?"
You smiled, nodding, and Lance stood, helping you up as well. You walked out onto the dance floor together, and you weren't sure if your feet ever hit the ground.
Lance put his hands on your waist, holding you close. "So...do you come here often?"
You both laughed at his statement, yours fading off into a gentle smile. "If you do too...I just might start."
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Date: 2003-12-08 09:11 pm (UTC)that was so wonderful...thank you, ang! *big hug*
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Date: 2003-12-08 04:58 pm (UTC)Yay! And thank you!
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Date: 2003-12-08 05:34 pm (UTC)"It's better when you relax," Joey said, his voice soft, smooth. When JC relaxed slightly into the mattress, Joey picked up the candle on the nightstand, letting the wax drip onto JC's back in a slow, constant line.
JC hissed, then moaned when Joey blew softly on the cooling wax. He ground his hips into the bed, stopping abruptly when he felt the smack on his ass.
"You'll get off when I tell you to," Joey growled, "and not a minute before."
JC whimpered, and Joey lubed up his fingers. "I'll make it good, babe," Joey soothed. "Just relax."
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Date: 2003-12-08 06:19 pm (UTC)Lord.
Thank you!
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Date: 2003-12-08 06:23 pm (UTC)You're welcome, hon.
I wasn't sure if you'd like the hot wax but...it was just in my head and I couldn't resist. :)
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Date: 2003-12-08 05:26 pm (UTC)either Chris/Justin angst
or me with one of them *g* (not necessarily angst)
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Date: 2003-12-08 05:51 pm (UTC)~*~*~*~
This is what fantasies are made of. Chris laying on the bed, stroking his cock slowly as Justin kissed you hard, stripping you and himself in one almost continuous motion.
"Ride him," Justin growled in your ear. You nodded, knocking Chris's hand out of the way and climbing over him. He gripped your hips, guiding you down and groaning when you engulfed him completely.
Justin's hands roamed your back and you arched into his touch. "That's hot baby," he cooed, his fingers slowly teasing the crack of your ass. You moved against them, and he chuckled. "I was hoping you'd like that."
As you started to ride Chris slowly, Justin lubed his fingers, sliding one into you slowly. You groaned, fingers scraping at Chris's chest as the finger went into you completely, touching the wall between himself and Chris.
"More," you moaned, and Justin added a second finger, twisting them and stretching them, opening you slowly. A third finger entered when you begged, and then, inch by inch, his cock soon followed.
You whimpered and writhed, finding a rhythm with them both, working harder when they moaned, gripping you and ravaging your skin.
Yes, this is definitely every fantasy you've ever had. And so, so much more.
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Date: 2003-12-08 05:53 pm (UTC)*whimper*
*thud*