Sharing is Caring Part Deux

[animadri.livejournal.com]

It's that time again, folks. *rubs hands together*

If you participated in the last round:

Last round's post can be found here. Did you end up using the sentence you shared? Were you able to complete the work? Did you end up going in a totally different direction? Share!

and


For anyone participating in this round:

Ganked shamelessly from the meme going around LJ: Post exactly one sentence(no more) from one (or more) of your current in-progress work(s) for springkink. Leave it as a comment to this post. It should probably be your favorite or most intriguing sentence so far, but what you choose is entirely at your discretion. Mention title (and/or genre) if you like, but don't mention anything else -- this is merely to whet the general appetite for your forthcoming work(s).

Comments

[laylah.livejournal.com]

He strokes Larsa's shoulder, fingertips circling the blunt knob of bone.

*

He tries to take a step back, away from the railing and toward the door, but Zecht holds him where he is.

*

The Magisters' armor is such a clear statement of Archadia's ethos, she thinks -- a thin veneer of civility and elegance over a brutal surfeit of power.

*

He's careful not to overdo it, using his teeth only occasionally, just enough to make it a deliberate tease instead of a happy accident.

How I wish I had more pieces in progress, to offer bits of.

[animadri.livejournal.com]

How I wish I had more pieces in progress, to offer bits of.

I am quite happy with what you've provide thank you very much. *love*

He tries to take a step back, away from the railing and toward the door, but Zecht holds him where he is.

I can so picture this and dude... I love the idea of the aggressiveness, holding someone in place so that they can't escape you. Yum!

He's careful not to overdo it, using his teeth only occasionally, just enough to make it a deliberate tease instead of a happy accident.

Love the image that those words conjured in my head. *bows*

[i-am-zan.livejournal.com]

He pulled them up, over, and down; he scooped them through the middle, up and out gently.

In this harmony your chest is hardly heaving.


It mingled with te smell of sweat and smoke.

There you go three sentence for three differint prompts. ^__^ Hope they were tantalising enough.

[animadri.livejournal.com]

There you go three sentence for three differint prompts. ^__^ Hope they were tantalising enough.

Yes yes they were. *g*

[kispexi2.livejournal.com]

~ "You don't fancy something longer this time?" Gojyo asked Sanzo with only the smallest suggestion of smirk.

~ " 'kay," Goku mumbled, wishing in vain for death, "but no lookin', right?"

~ Goku blinked in disbelief; Sanzo was smiling.

Lines from three of the four fics I'm working on (although they do sound like they might be a story in themselves). Not sure if they'll make it to the final versions.

[animadri.livejournal.com]

~ " 'kay," Goku mumbled, wishing in vain for death, "but no lookin', right?"

*squees* I'm hoping that I've got the right idea. *g*

[cog-nomen.livejournal.com]

Working Title: The Many Adventures of Walking Man.
Auron's apology - unneccessary and nonsensical - did not make it beyond the first syllable before Braska drowned it with his mouth.

Cowboy Style
What was downright aggravating was the casual drape of gunbelt and hat over the posts of his dormitory bed.

Scent
Not real strawberry, but the factory made sugary scent that made young girls so hard to resist.

Polar Bear Club
“Benny, just because you’re not only the president but also a member of the Polar Bear Club doesn’t mean I wanna be too.”


...none of my stuff has real titles yet but I can pretend...

[animadri.livejournal.com]

“Benny, just because you’re not only the president but also a member of the Polar Bear Club doesn’t mean I wanna be too.”

Hee hee!


Auron's apology - unneccessary and nonsensical - did not make it beyond the first syllable before Braska drowned it with his mouth.

*melts* Lovely.

[mithrigil.livejournal.com]

Heeee.

Caveat Emptor
Some part of Albert’s mind managed to thank himself for exhaling as he screamed. That way, he didn’t also drown.

Queen of Morning
And so he served her, spurred on by his own covert investment in this, by her beringed hands and swordswoman’s thighs astride him, by the stutter of her breath on his ear—and after, when she slept, he felt it was no different than his post outside her door, when she had been but a child.

Say It
He’s so hard it hurts, so hard that the bedclothes are giving him splinters.

An Extension of Goodwill
He only unlaces, with the one hand afforded him by their position.

Son
The handwriting—print, jagged, etcher-lettered—is very little like the hands. These are callused the whole way through, of course, but spindly-fingered, the knuckles almost delicate in their cloisters of dead skin.

Know By His Face
Only a couple are younger than you (even though you’re not exactly sure how old you are), but it’s not like the circus where the old men run the show and the young men are it.

O Captain
But then Vossler is here, returned from the sands, an incredulous shadow in the mouth of the tent, and he knows, he deserves to know, that she has failed her dead husband, dead father, dead—no, taken—country. What kind of a Queen is she if she can’t even perform a Queen’s primary function?

Should
"We have been having sex for some time now,” and she says it so calmly, only the faintest hint of a disbelieving stutter before that phrase, ‘having sex’, as if there is nothing else to call it, and Basch is certain that there is something else to call it, “and it is always left to me to—to initiate it."

[jpegasus.livejournal.com]

:D :D :D :D

[syvia.livejournal.com]

"We needed you to be strong, and you needed you to be strong, or who knows what would have happened."

***

Celes lunged forward, slamming her hand toward his face- but Kefka jerked away, laughing.

***

He reached up to touch it- and stopped dead, looking at his hands... paws.

~~~

I'll be happy to contribute more when I have access to my other documents~!

[animadri.livejournal.com]

Celes lunged forward, slamming her hand toward his face- but Kefka jerked away, laughing.

Hot!

[raisedbymoogles.livejournal.com]

For a moment Rodimus was flung out over the balcony; he yelped and grabbed Scourge's shirt, clinging tight as the tracker hauled his prize out of the sun.

***

Haruka scoffed elegantly. "Chocolate's so overdone."

***

The force of it breaks his tender mouth open, and Magnus probes it deep with his glossa.

***

Middle-of-the-night fucks ought to be for the right reasons, dammit.

[galerian-ash.livejournal.com]

These are all awesome, but I must admit that the last one really caught my attention *snickers*

[7veilsphaedra.livejournal.com]

Yami no Matsuei

There was something about the way the relish had splurted out that tantalized Tatsumi when he coupled it with images of the blond Shinigami’s face and the element of surprise.

[animadri.livejournal.com]

Tatsumi/Watari! Yay!

[allira-dream.livejournal.com]

# Clow kissed him again after that and Yue moved his arms to hold unto his waist, mouth opening for Clow's tongue and tasting the brandy-laced tea in his tongue.

# He's angry, Soubi realizes. It's so strange to see Seimei truly angry, to bear the anger of the god Soubi considers him to be.

# “Hey, what's the rush?” Ticky asks. Rabi can't help but laugh a little, even as he keeps jerking off.

# MakubeX moans at the way her silk, hands, lips and hair seem to surround them until he can't discern if it's Sakura's hair or her silk the one that teases his side, or when Sakura's hand touches his thigh and when Sakura's mouth closes around his cock.

# Instead she leans against the door without making a sound, just admiring the two of them, the way Eagle's skin seems so fair against the tan of Lantis' fingers and the dark of his hair, like Night and Day in front of her.

# He doesn't get to ask if there's something wrong, because then Ritsuka is leaning towards him, pressing their lips together, timidly opening his mouth after a few moments to lick at his lips.

# “Well, I'm not him but considering...” It was very unfair that he was the one blushing. He was going to make Lantis pay for this, oh yes.

# “Why would you fight?” The man asked calmly, finishing with the buttons before he was pressing him against the mattress.

# Best friends aren't there to break each other like that, even when Jenny looks lovely like a film noir and her blood is so very red against the white of her thighs, against the blue of her eyes.

# It's quite different to go to a real fortune teller, a woman who knows how to read the movement of the stars and energy and to whom chiromancy is like the ABC, than to expect an idiot with a teen's magazine to be able to do a proper reading

# “You deserve to be free. I can give you that.” Xaldin promised, tugging at her ear with his teeth, reaching to untie her hair.

# There was some kind of desperation in the way Touya was touching him, as if he wanted to learn everything and it was breaking Yukito's heart not knowing what was causing Touya to suffer so much, just knowing that he was somehow responsible.

# Sokka was sure that Toph would've glared if she could, and she seemed to be trying to get rid of the technicality.

# “We are paying attention to you,” Eagle teases, a little breathless. Lantis closes his eyes as Eagle thrusts deeper, as his hand and Hikaru's move faster. "In case you've not noticed."

# Kirika's fingertips itch to feel the shape of her shoulder blades, to feel just how soft Mireille's skin is.

# Then Rinali presses a kiss to his neck and he smiles a little, but when Rinali moves once more and her trembling hands start undoing his coat and belt, he's so shocked for a moment that he lets her.

# “The most faithful, the most beautiful, with his warm skin... what did he smell of, Cain? How would he have looked, spread underneath you, sweat over his body, bruises over his skin from your touch?”

# Soubi has let him do this, too, when after much asking Soubi had said he wanted Ritsuka to take him, and Ritsuka has felt Soubi coming just like this, his fingers deep in Soubi's ass.

# “You want to belong to me,” Seimei says, voice soft and gentle. His gloved hand is even more gentle as he disinfects the skin with a careful, loving touch that threatens to break Soubi completely, hurt him even more than whips or knives or shards of glass could do. “Don't you? Soubi-kun?”

# His guardian pretends not to pay any attention to Yue as he drops to his knees in front of him, head on his lap and arms around his waist, nuzzling softly.

# “So you want that? A lie that seems honest? If you have to pretend, make it so that even you believe it to be true?”

[allira-dream.livejournal.com]

# "Well! Then, show me!" Ritsuka exclaims in the tone of voice that means that he's being serious, so Soubi pays a little more of attention. "Order me around and I'll see if there's any pleasure on it."

# He feels Roxas tense and Axel knows that he's three seconds from having a close and personal encounter with one of Roxas' keyblades if he doesn't do something soon.

# Tetsuya's hair was feathery soft in his hands and when he, by mistake, pulled on it when Tetsuya's tongue traced the underside of his cock, Tetsuya shivered and gave a moan that made Kasanoda almost hurt.

[galerian-ash.livejournal.com]

(I only have two and a half stories done, so I'll probably be re-visiting this post later on *sheepish grin*)

Roles now reversed, Sephiroth held Zack's arm captive above his head, entire body pressing into the shorter man — a heated contact that made it hard for Zack to breathe, in more ways than one.

He made a show out of stretching his limbs, stealthily scooting his chair closer to Sephiroth's in the process.

How something so small and weak could make such a racket was beyond Guren.

[nekokoban]

... I approve of anything that has Guren dealing with bitty!Masahiro. :DDDDb (Big scary guy that is weak to small cute things -- I love it. XD)

[marmaladecat]

Xemnas' gaze is cool, impartial, and he reaches out a hand smoothly to run the tips of his fingers down the other man's cheek.

-

His age lies not in his decrepitude, but in the dark hollow of his voice and the weight of his presence beating on the air.

-

"I'll steal you some more later," Axel replied sympathetically and smiled as the flames licked higher.

[syvia.livejournal.com]

X3

[demoerin.livejournal.com]

(I wish had titles to give - those are easily the hardest to come up with. But I'm having such fun with this challenge. *glee*)




"Occasionally, the spiders," said Arthur.


He touched his own grin in faint surprise and looked at his fingertips as if it could have left something there.


Stroke his cheekbones with the thumbs – that kinda got him hot, the big girl – and then kiss him.


"It won't hurt to try," Kaoru suggested, trying hard to make it sound innocent.


"You tease," she said, touching him briefly on the shoulder, a little like the way her brother gave friendly punches, and laughed as she took his hand and led the way.

[thejennabides.livejournal.com]

I seem to have missed the meme that's going around, but I do have a few lines to share here:

"Does letting a guy blow you count as having sex with him?"

"The one sucking my balls," Tamaki manages to gasp, with reasonable certainty, "is Hikaru."

When he brings Kyouya's hand to his mouth and touches his smile to the heart of Kyouya's palm, Tamaki is steady; it's Kyouya who feels shivers and quivers vibrating down his spine.

That's all I got. Eep eep!

[demoerin.livejournal.com]

"The one sucking my balls," Tamaki manages to gasp, with reasonable certainty, "is Hikaru."

pffft BAHAHAHAHA

When he brings Kyouya's hand to his mouth and touches his smile to the heart of Kyouya's palm, Tamaki is steady; it's Kyouya who feels shivers and quivers vibrating down his spine.

And that one is gorgeous.

[dhaunea.livejournal.com]

I haven't gotten very far on most of mine, but here's a sampling.

1. Words Unspoken - Undesirable in the sense of professional suicide.

2. Tricks the Memory Plays - Perhaps he'd been right, in his naiveté.

3. Connections - "And you hate looking like a teenaged girl, I know, I know."

4. Damaged Goods - There was something almost tantalizing about the entire business, the sense of 'forbidden' not at all assuaged by the fact that he'd found himself pressed against the bars of a holding cell trying to get a better look at the figure wound up in the straightjacket in the far corner of the cell.

[rroselavy.livejournal.com]

Untitled as of yet --

It was a rhetorical question because as soon as Sanzo felt those heavenly hips grind against him he was a goner; his body responding of its own accord, mimicking the erotic groove.

[aonekosama.livejournal.com]

He remembers the man smiled at him and thanked him and took the scissors away, and he remembers he couldn't stop thinking it was all like preparing a corpse for the funeral.

I only have something written for one out of three... But I always do things at the last minute, so I'm not really worried. Just means I can't share more teasers. ;_;

[epiphanytiff.livejournal.com]

'Venerable'-

I am locked in your cage and await the kiss of your lust against my cool skin. But this time, I wait in vain; your claw beckoning me to sink further behind the iron bars of iniquity and I cannot say no to you, Highness. Father.

[animadri.livejournal.com]

Um...yeah. Wow!

[incandescens]

It had all been whiteness, the perfect blank chaos of a crashed computer terminal. "It doesn't . . . hurt?"

---

"I hear he likes his bedroom dark. He doesn't need the light, after all. Anyone else there is in the dark with him. They couldn't see."

---

"It's always the quiet ones," Shunsui said wisely.

---

She is barefoot, her pyjamas stern and uncompromising, her straight hair hanging flat around her shoulders and dangling into her eyes.

---

The Tower of Penitence is built of killing stone, and its vibrations are a smoothness against his perceptions, and its stone is hard on his knees.

---

The car's engine purred. It growled. It panted and yearned and throbbed.

---

He holds her gaze in the mirror. He does not kiss her lips. He brings her fingers to his mouth and strips the gloves from her hands and leaves her naked to his touch.

[animadri.livejournal.com]

I loved every last one! I can't wait to read the finished product.

[ravenbell.livejournal.com]

"I mean, I understand you've got a job to do, but at least give me some credit. I'm not here because I'm playing."

~

"If you waste any more of my time, I'll have to stop letting you sleep at all."

~

"Ugh. Please, please, please don't bring that up ever again. I'll die of yuck."

~

"Non-regulation accessories are strictly forbidden, young man."

~

"She was in love with a silly romantic ideal and you happened to fit the bill. It was just a matter good timing."

~

"You've got to be cruel and ruthless and cold and mean and lack all sense of human decency. Like Jack the Ripper or Jason Voorhees."

~

"I'm so tired of safety. I'd like nothing better than to be in peril again."

~

"Do you know how long I've waited for you?"

[galerian-ash.livejournal.com]

Eeeeee! I know you claimed one of my prompts, and that last sentence basically screams of it *flails happily*

That said, your other sentences also piqued my interest (especially the second-to-last and the fifth one).

[sjen.livejournal.com]

Mou, this doesn't apply to those of us doing artwork...

[galerian-ash.livejournal.com]

Totally non-official suggestion here, but can't you crop out a little thumbnail of the art (except, of course, clicking it won't lead to the full version -- as a real thumbnail would)? Just a thought cause I'd love the see what the artists have cooking too X3

[guiltyred.livejournal.com]

“Eight and a Half Minutes” -- Deep within, something stirs and begins to wake, uncoiling into his awareness with a slow, easy stretch.

“Devil’s Deal” -- “Jenova…show me.”

“Sparrington’s Island” -- “You broke my banana!”

“No-Winged Angel” -- “Hush, now,” she whispers, appearing beside the bed – no, table; he’s lying on a lab table, his arms and legs strapped down by wide, reinforced bands.

“A Taste of Heat” -- Yazoo smiles that thin smile that says Loz should be afraid, brother or no.

“Play” -- Loz had gently, shyly tugged down Yazoo’s zipper, stripping away the trappings of a SOLDIER neither of them had ever truly been, yet who filled their every motivation with his own.

“Friends Eternal” -- Sephiroth was on fire.

[guiltyred.livejournal.com]

Got a question -- in addition to the ones I've claimed, several other plot bunnies have started nibbling on my bum. If I happen to write one for an unclaimed prompt, what should I do with it? Hop in with a claiming comment and then post it, just post it, or flail about with extra fic on my hard drive? ^_____^

and one more I got started today!

[laylah.livejournal.com]

He leans down, bites a still-pink scar crossing Farfarello's hip, and hears the answering hiss at the same time that he feels the shiver of hurt-pleasure that runs down Farfarello's spine.

Re: and one more I got started today!

[regicidaldwarf.livejournal.com]

WEASEL! :D

[ladyofshadow.livejournal.com]

“Worry not, for you shall be the body underneath my roots and I will suck you dry.”

-

“You two certainly put on quite the performance,” Rufus said.

-

Gwendal warily stripped and tried not to stare at Gunter as the man tossed back his hair and settled into a very meditative, very naked pose.

-

“I’ve Seen two possibilities for this transaction.”

-

The restrictions he had dealt with these many years rolled off him like steam and he let loose his sanity in a fog of pleasure.

-

This voice was softer, like flowers in morning sunlight.

-

Vincent braces against the surge of energy, writhing against the primal urges that rage and push against his resolve.

-

The ocean clung to every orifice in the room and he wrinkled his nose as the Captain approached.

[syvia.livejournal.com]

He never had this problem with Kairi or Namine, hell, he could set Axel quivering with a few well-placed bursts of feeling, but he didn't fuck Roxas.

***

His hands would be large- cupping her chest- and Yuna mimicked what she imagined he would do, splaying fingers and pushing her breast till her hand- his hand- supported it.

***

Splintered wood grazed the Lady's shoulder, scratching her, and their blood mingled, trailing down, collecting on her breast.

***

Besides- Roxas would inevitably find out and, in turn, take Axel to task for implying that he could be considered territory.

[primalreligion.livejournal.com]

Unfortunately, I've kinda just started on them, and I tend to finish them one by one. Still:

It would take effort, but he had never before encountered a situation he couldn't control, someway or another, and he'd be damned if he was going to allow his family's legacy to not finally get out of the black his father had dragged it to.