Sep. 17th, 2013

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FB3X Drabble Cascade #28 - Water

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Title: Rain (G,m/m)
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 100
Prompt: Water

It was supposed to have been a good day with mild sun and blue skies, maybe a few puffy clouds floating high up. The loud rumble shaking the windows said there’d been miscalculation weather wise. The roads were already full of water when he looked out, the street deserted except for one lone figure.
There Daniel stood his white clothing washed transparent in the street light, head ecstatically thrown back.
Evan smiled and retrieved a blanket and towels. The nice thing about down pouring rain is that it slicked clothing to bodies. It was going to be a good day.
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Speaking of Welsh . . .

"You know we have a perfectly good bed, right?" Jack commented as he snuggled more deeply into Huw's lap.

Huw glanced briefly down at the sticky, sated bundle of man wrapped up in a dusty old quilt and cuddled on his knee before resuming his tender, sensual massage of Jack's hand. "Yup." He replied laconically.

Jack loved it when Huw massaged his hands.

"I mean, not that I object to fantastically good sex, but the potting shed?" He looked around the ramshackle old hut pointedly, his eyes lingering on the dirt besmirched windows, the cobwebs in the corners, and the piles of old gardening supplies bedecking every surface. It was dusty, it was drafty, and with the rain rattling down on the badly repaired slate roof, and the fire crackling in the creaky old potbelly stove, it was . . .

Well, in a word, it was perfect.

"Oh, I don't know," Huw drawled in a low raspy voice. "I think a potting shed might be the pefect place to be sowing a few seeds . . . "

Jack shivered, his body heating as Huw's hand wormed its way under the covers to tenderly press at his swollen, semen smeared hole.

"Fancy yourself a bit of a green-man do you?" Jack tried to keep the tension from his voice, and knew he'd failed miserably when Huw bent lips and teeth to the tender skin of his neck.

"Maybe. Those old'uns didn't go out and 'sow their seeds' in the fields for nothing you know. And we are getting near to a solstice. Might be just the right time for planting some seeds and a bit of fertilisation." That wicked hand tweaked Jack's butt cheek before thick, work roughened fingers pressed inside.

Jack tried to hold himself aloof from the sensations those fingers caused. "Oh really? Well, I dealt your 'seed' will bear any fruit with me!" He replied archly.

"You don't think so?" The rasp was still in Huw's voice. "See, my love, if you ebbed and flowed with the sway of the land, you'd already know." A turgid nipple was taken between sharp teeth and bitten gently.

Jack gasped at the pleasure that shot through him. "K-know what?" He panted, his . . . er . . . branch stand proud from the trunk once again.

"Know," Huw replied, rearranging the covers swaddling Jack so his hand could gain access to the 'branch', "that our union," his lips applied themselves once more to the skin of Jack's neck, the man nuzzling and kissing in the ways he knew Jack liked best, "has been bountiful beyond measure."

Jack cried out, the combination of Huw's lips, hand, and words causing him to prove, once again, just how fertile his relationship with his beloved truly was.
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FB3X Drabble Cascade #28 - Water

Drabble Cascade at FB3X - Every Tuesday



Title: Love (G, m/m)
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 100
Prompt: Water
Mee-eep asked Weather Witch? and so it happened, as if by magic.


A weather witch affects the weather, he thought, but really Daniel’s a water witch because it’s either clouds or not. Evan watched as Daniel stood in the middle of the green sward of tree enclosed pasture. It had taken them an hour to get here, safe from prying eyes. Clouds gathered overhead, their roiling grey softness darkening and becoming increasingly solid. There was still clear sunlit sky but from the horizon came an anvil cloud of navy topped with billowing white, sailing relentlessly towards them on a collision course. Daniel was amusing himself, constructing a battle, filling Evan with awe.
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FB3X Drabble Cascade #28 - Water

Drabble Cascade at FB3X - Every Tuesday



Title: It’s All in the Presentation (PG, m/m)
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 500
Prompt: water
This too is meeps fault. Meeps are greedyExpandRead more... )

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