FB3X Drabble Cascade #137 - 'zephyr'

[charisstoma]

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FB3X Drabble Cascade #137 - 'zephyr'



Title: The Gods Are Not Dead (G, Fantasy/paranormal, m/m)
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 100


The flat rock beside the stream was pleasantly warm under Quinn as he basked, drying off and sinking slowly into a drowsy state. The soft breeze rustled the leaves overhead before it came to play along his body, seeming to run light fingers over his skin. Quinn felt himself hardening against his stone couch and he had to lift slightly to adjust himself. The rustling leaves laughed and Quinn shook his head at his fantasy, opening his legs to allow the wind more access. If he imagined a firm body pressed against his back, well it was just a daydream.

Comments

[frogs_of_war]

I don't think he'd mind finding out it wasn't a daydream either. But I suspect the gods are more fun when they don't follow you home.

[charisstoma.livejournal.com]

Yep. Yep. It might be difficult to bring home someone for the night if a god followed you home with similar intentions.

[mee-eep.livejournal.com]

Nice dreamy suggestion :)

[charisstoma.livejournal.com]

It's an ideal world. Warm smooth rock to lie on. Sounds of running water and leaves rustling to soothe the mind. Soft breeze to lightly stroke... NO Bugs to bite or crawl over one. Yes, an ideal world.
Of course there'd be a god to try to seduce you into great sex with him.

[mee-eep.livejournal.com]

I'd be happy left alone there to snooze ;)
Is cold, wet, windy here and I iz tired.

[thwax.livejournal.com]

Now that's some daydream :)

[charisstoma.livejournal.com]

Dreams that come on the whim of a zephyr. Yes that is what the big kids call it. *grins*