[StargateAtlantis] Kissing when there aren’t words, McKay/Sheppard, NC-17

Posted by blackbirch in Drabbles, Fandom or original, Fandom: Stargate Atlantis, Rated: Adult, Ratings, Size and sort on April 17th, 2009

Title: Kissing when there aren’t words
Rating: Mature/NC-17
Word: 873 words of porn with kisses, pretty much
Notes: Originally posted 2009-04-16, for the mcsmooch community on livejournal, unbetaed

Rodney arched his back into John’s hands and bit his lip not to be so damn loud. It was hard not being loud when John worked him slowly like this, teased him with slow rolls and his hands, holding Rodney tight in the cradle against his hips and thighs. Rodney wanted to curse him out, to tell him to move and harder, but he knew that as soon as he did Sheppard would slow down even more with that smug (evil) grin on his face.
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[Angel & Buffy series] And the Wish was made Flesh, Darla, poetry-ish

Posted by blackbirch in Fandom: Angel & Buffy series, Rated: PG friendly, Wordflow on January 7th, 2009

Originally posted 2008-11-11

And the Wish was made Flesh

She’s cold like winter’s touch
pieces of glass that won’t break
but cut you to ribbons if you hold her too tight.

Fist your hand and demand that she stays,
she’ll laugh in your face.
And fly off on her own.

Riches and silk, jewels and men.
Never again the prison of old bed linens
dirty bodies and no choices to spare.
Now she’s got the world kneeling at her feet
it just doesn’t know until she comes calling.
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[Stargate Atlantis] Keeping watch (over you), McKay/Sheppard, G

Posted by blackbirch in Drabbles, Fandom: Stargate Atlantis on January 7th, 2009

Title: Keeping watch (over you)
Rating: for everyone
Word: 546 words and all fluff
Notes: Originally posted today 08-11-13, for the mcsmooch community on livejournal, unbetaed

The trees around him are quiet, barely a soft rustling of leaves and it easens his stance some. Here, in this quiet he’ll easily hear if anyone tries to sneak up on them. Rodney never likes having watch. For once it’s not rooted into his distaste of nature and being uncomfortable. It’s not because of the bugs that always come out at night no matter which planet they’re on. Nor the chill, or the damp mist rolling in that’ll keep him miserable until he’s rolled tight into his sleeping bag trying to build up some warmth again.
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[Torchwood] Playing favourites, Jack/Gwen/Ianto, slash/het 3some

Posted by blackbirch in Fandom or original, Fandom: Torchwood, Rated: Adult, Ratings, Size and sort, Stories on February 29th, 2008

Title: Playing favourites
Rating: Adult threesome fic
Wordcount: 3287 words
Notes: For Kita and Fod cause they’re awesome and encourage me to write porn for them. This is more of what started as a 500 words comment fic.
Summary: Torchwood fandom, 3200 words of Gwen and Ianto has Jack tied to a chair and then they all have sex. It’s porn, people.

Beta’d by Kita. Thank you.It’s unbetaed because I dind’t get a response on my beta call and I don’t know where to turn for that, I haven’t had time to look into the fandom so much. All comments welcomed :)

I came back for you
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all of you

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[Stargate Atlantis] Team means more than any military structure, teamfic, G

Posted by blackbirch in Drabbles, Fandom or original, Fandom: Stargate Atlantis, Rated: PG friendly, Ratings, Size and sort on February 21st, 2008

Title: Team means more than any military structure
Rating: for everyone
Word: 848 words
Notes: Originally posted today 08-02-21, for ladycat in e-mail between workassignments

John really wishes he hadn’t tried so hard today that he forgot he’s actually past forty and not yet thirty, and that Ronon is really heavy when he falls atop of you. Trying to get up again is a lot less graceful and a lot more of cursing and stumbling to not fall flat on his face. Just trying to lean his weight on his arms makes things inside blast through his ribcage, like a rope of lightning wrapped around his insides. He has to curl up and choke on air a little, before he manages to get up. Ronon looks worried, his smug smile turning into a frown and a stretched out hand. “You ok?”
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[Pitch Black/Riddick] Mistress; Riddick/female, het NC-17

Posted by blackbirch in Drabbles, Fandom or original, Fandom: Pitch Black/Riddick, Rated: Adult, Ratings, Size and sort on January 7th, 2008

Title: Mistress
Words: 821 words unbetaed.
Notes: missmorwen requested ‘5 prompts for a smut fic with Riddy: Slave, shoe-fetish, red as wine, mouth, silence‘
Originally posted: 16th June, 2006

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Her legs are long as sin and he loves to watch them, the glide and glint of suntanned skin stretched over lithe muscles. The way her calves bunch when she walks around him, tracing a path around his body, her heels making sharp clicks on the hardwood floor.

From this position he can only see her legs, the smooth grace of calves into narrow knees and the soft line of her thighs. He wished he could raise his head to take in her hips, her walk makes his body pay attention, her ass rouch and soft and pert and quite the palmful. To hold and touch and sink his teeth in soft flesh whenever she allows it. The curve of her ass and the slope of her lower back, graceful and strong she always stands straight. Makes him pay attention.
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[Angel & Buffy series] Life?; Buffy/Angel, poetryporn

Posted by blackbirch in Fandom or original, Fandom: Angel & Buffy series, Rated: Adult, Ratings, Size and sort, Wordflow on January 7th, 2008

human!Angel/Buffy with a side of remembered Spike/Angel and Spike/Buffy. Post NFA poetrydrabblething. Originally posted: 28th November, 2006

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Life?

A fluttering pulse under the palm of my hand.
Life pumping.
thump
One beat.
thump
Two beat.
An echoing chorus of itself.

Warm body, moving against my fingers.
It tickles you say.
Laughter in my ear,
a whispering breath against my neck,
an answering pulse.
We’re two now.
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[Angel & Buffy series] Shadowplay; Spike/Angel, poetryporn

Posted by blackbirch in Fandom or original, Fandom: Angel & Buffy series, Rated: Adult, Ratings, Size and sort, Wordflow on January 7th, 2008

I miss Angel and Spike a lot. I’m still achy and in a bad mood. missmorwen and polgara_malfoy made me smile, and so I dabble more words. Originally posted: 1st December, 2006

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Shadowplay

In the dead of night,
the silence breaks.
Living sounds,
of bodies meeting in anger,
knife edge of hate and longing,
of caresses and wounds.

Bodies silent.
A vampire’s breath
as quiet as the shadows they cast.
Till they break, moments to forget.
Flesh and blood, kisses and tongues,
taste of something else than stale blood and grief.
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[Angel & Buffy series] Their boy; Fanged Four, poetry-ish

Posted by blackbirch in Fandom or original, Fandom: Angel & Buffy series, Rated: Adult, Ratings, Wordflow on January 7th, 2008

Originally posted: 1st December, 2006

Their boy

Ice in her eyes,
blue as innocence.
Fake front,
clear cut through to the inside,
where the chill holds fast
and winter never fades.

Filth in his eyes,
the darkness within
taints the angel’s face.
Like the pattern of blood,
on a nun’s habit.
Devil’s artwork,
passion in corruption.
The young one’s tied,
his body splayed.
For pleasure. For show.
For him to toy with.

Joy in her eyes,
a heart still warm in her hand.
His gift, for her,
all for her.
Dark pride in his princess,
as he struggles to be like the angel,
like the monster they want him to be.

Fear in their eyes,
soft prey and rich blood.
His true face to meet them,
his fangs in their flesh,
white slivers of ice that cut so deep.
Family taught him well.

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[Veronica Mars] Heat; Logan/Veronica, poetryporn

Posted by blackbirch in Fandom or original, Fandom: Veronica Mars, Rated: Adult, Ratings, Wordflow on January 7th, 2008

Heat
Heat in the backseat of my car,
the sun has barely gone down before you are in my arms,
holding me tight, crawling close, burrowing under my skin.
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