Card Game: "Tasty Treat" --- One Saskia requested special
Title: Tasty Treatment (mature)
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 859
http://www.foodtimeline.org/foodcandy.html#chocolate
Finally got around to Saskia’s plunny that had been languishing in my to do file.
I apologize to everyone.
There's probably errors. Ignore them and tell me later.( Read more... )
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 859
http://www.foodtimeline.org/foodcandy.html#chocolate
Finally got around to Saskia’s plunny that had been languishing in my to do file.
I apologize to everyone.
There's probably errors. Ignore them and tell me later.( Read more... )
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Drabble Cascade #21: Red -- Wanting (m/m, mature)
FB3X Drabble Cascade #21 – Red
Title: Wanting (m/m, mature)
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 100
Prompt: Red
The flames snapped and danced over the logs in the hearth adding a glow to already rosy skin; some purpled in delayed cursing wanting and some warmed from other activities prior to the gliding thrusts between.
It was pure decadence to have a body length fur covered cushion, he thought frustrated, mind skittering off as the rocking brushed him into its soft caressing in counter point to the slapping flesh upon already reddened cheeks.
His desire was a fierce ache felt against bindings that prevented release and fingers whitened, laced through fingers, in a passionate reflection of the fire’s heat.
Title: Wanting (m/m, mature)
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 100
Prompt: Red
The flames snapped and danced over the logs in the hearth adding a glow to already rosy skin; some purpled in delayed cursing wanting and some warmed from other activities prior to the gliding thrusts between.
It was pure decadence to have a body length fur covered cushion, he thought frustrated, mind skittering off as the rocking brushed him into its soft caressing in counter point to the slapping flesh upon already reddened cheeks.
His desire was a fierce ache felt against bindings that prevented release and fingers whitened, laced through fingers, in a passionate reflection of the fire’s heat.
Card Game Series - Priorities
Title: Priorities
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 100
Click on the tag "Card Game" to follow along.
When Everett arrived for breakfast, which really it was past noon so should it not be called luncheon, he did not look as rested as he should for the length of time he’d been in his rooms. It could lead a caring brother to worry if that brother didn’t have other things pressing and so it was slotted away for follow up if the condition continued. For all that Everett was an adult older brothers were bound to be interested in their welfare, and he was, but for now there was a private card game whose stakes held greater interest.
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 100
Click on the tag "Card Game" to follow along.
When Everett arrived for breakfast, which really it was past noon so should it not be called luncheon, he did not look as rested as he should for the length of time he’d been in his rooms. It could lead a caring brother to worry if that brother didn’t have other things pressing and so it was slotted away for follow up if the condition continued. For all that Everett was an adult older brothers were bound to be interested in their welfare, and he was, but for now there was a private card game whose stakes held greater interest.
Meep's "Curtailed Pursuits" & my "Suggested Reading"
Meep wrote this if you missed it:
Curtailed Pursuits
http://mee-eep.livejournal.com/186027.html( Read more... )
And so I continue it because she was trying to get me to write more *bares teeth* with my thanks and encouragement to continue.
So Here:
Title: Suggested Reading
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 200
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http://mee-eep.livejournal.com/186027.html( Read more... )
And so I continue it because she was trying to get me to write more *bares teeth* with my thanks and encouragement to continue.
So Here:
Title: Suggested Reading
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 200
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Card Game Series - Consolation
Title: Consolation
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 100
Lord Appleton’s obituary had been placed in the paper signaling Stephen’s rise in society and the family’s decent into their mourning. A grand-uncle didn’t necessarily require full mourning but he knew Stephen had been close to the man. Anthony wondered if their card game would fall to grief. To forestall that, he offered a discrete invitation to his rooms.
Come for cards, wine, and companionship.
Signing it with his M.
Stephen had come and unsurprisingly lost. Through the simple expedient of attentions, Anthony had soothed tears with kisses and words; spooned around Stephen and buried himself deeply through the night.
In Memory
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 100
Lord Appleton’s obituary had been placed in the paper signaling Stephen’s rise in society and the family’s decent into their mourning. A grand-uncle didn’t necessarily require full mourning but he knew Stephen had been close to the man. Anthony wondered if their card game would fall to grief. To forestall that, he offered a discrete invitation to his rooms.
Come for cards, wine, and companionship.
Signing it with his M.
Stephen had come and unsurprisingly lost. Through the simple expedient of attentions, Anthony had soothed tears with kisses and words; spooned around Stephen and buried himself deeply through the night.
In Memory
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Drabble Cascade #20 - Book ----Quiet Interlude
FB3X Drabble Cascade #20 - Book
Title: Quiet Interlude (m/m, M)
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 600 (It’s only 100 words off *looks hopeful of mercy*)
Prompt: Book
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Jane Austen. Pride & Prejudice (p. 7). Amazon Digital Services, Inc..
Title: Quiet Interlude (m/m, M)
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 600 (It’s only 100 words off *looks hopeful of mercy*)
Prompt: Book
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Jane Austen. Pride & Prejudice (p. 7). Amazon Digital Services, Inc..
A Bout of Riding
Title: A Bout of Riding
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 100
“Now, Everett is the brother of which card playing gentleman? Either way, it's good to see he's supportive, even if he enjoys his brother's discomfort.”—miri Thompson
Notice how careful was I was being.*grins*
Continues from here
His brother’s seat on the horse was off. His brother’s gait was off too, Everett thought, worse than usual after his Thursday card game.
Unusual too was that his brother’s playing partner had shown up to ride with their party. Everett didn’t remember inviting him but was growled at when he commented.
Cynthia, the little gold digger after a golden ring, was not pleased and so Everett couldn’t be more pleased. His brother deserved better than that.
He smiled. Never had he seen an ass carried quite so far from the saddle, like there was a stick up his… Oh.
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 100
“Now, Everett is the brother of which card playing gentleman? Either way, it's good to see he's supportive, even if he enjoys his brother's discomfort.”—miri Thompson
Notice how careful was I was being.*grins*
Continues from here
His brother’s seat on the horse was off. His brother’s gait was off too, Everett thought, worse than usual after his Thursday card game.
Unusual too was that his brother’s playing partner had shown up to ride with their party. Everett didn’t remember inviting him but was growled at when he commented.
Cynthia, the little gold digger after a golden ring, was not pleased and so Everett couldn’t be more pleased. His brother deserved better than that.
He smiled. Never had he seen an ass carried quite so far from the saddle, like there was a stick up his… Oh.
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Rematch
Title: Rematch
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 100
Meep…. *glowers* and Miri too. Don't look so smug.
Continues from here
With a smug cascade of clicks the winning hand was fanned out face up upon the table.
“Do I have to remind you that I’m engaged to go horseback riding tomorrow,” was disgruntledly stated.
A slow smile answered, “I know. With the young lady who has expectations for matrimony.”
“She wishes,” was replied, “doesn’t mean it’s going to happen.”
“I’m not going to share you.” There was a pause, “So, I’ll allow you a slight postponement with an inserted reminder of my intentions.” He smiled, “I shall enjoy joining your riding party and witnessing your fidgeting disinterest in her proposals.
Continues here
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 100
Meep…. *glowers* and Miri too. Don't look so smug.
Continues from here
With a smug cascade of clicks the winning hand was fanned out face up upon the table.
“Do I have to remind you that I’m engaged to go horseback riding tomorrow,” was disgruntledly stated.
A slow smile answered, “I know. With the young lady who has expectations for matrimony.”
“She wishes,” was replied, “doesn’t mean it’s going to happen.”
“I’m not going to share you.” There was a pause, “So, I’ll allow you a slight postponement with an inserted reminder of my intentions.” He smiled, “I shall enjoy joining your riding party and witnessing your fidgeting disinterest in her proposals.
Continues here
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A Friendly Game
Title: A Friendly Game
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 100
Continues from here
“Why is your brother walking so strangely?”
Everett considered and then nodded, “Yesterday was Friday, he plays cards with a friend every Thursday.”
The lady beside him wrinkled her forehead in confusion, “What does that have to do with how he walks?”
Smothering a laugh, he did not tell her that if she thought his brother walked oddly, she’d be more baffled with how carefully he sat. “Well, that means he lost.”
“I still don’t understand.”
Shrugging Everett said, “Whatever the stakes are for that game, he just smiles saying he lost this time but he’ll get payback next round.”
Continues here
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 100
Continues from here
“Why is your brother walking so strangely?”
Everett considered and then nodded, “Yesterday was Friday, he plays cards with a friend every Thursday.”
The lady beside him wrinkled her forehead in confusion, “What does that have to do with how he walks?”
Smothering a laugh, he did not tell her that if she thought his brother walked oddly, she’d be more baffled with how carefully he sat. “Well, that means he lost.”
“I still don’t understand.”
Shrugging Everett said, “Whatever the stakes are for that game, he just smiles saying he lost this time but he’ll get payback next round.”
Continues here
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Savoring Collection
Title: Savoring Collection
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 100
*cackles evilly at meep*
The Drabble Cascade continues from here
Carefully he stroked back a lock of sweat dampened hair behind a pink tinged ear. ‘Nibbling will do that,’ he smiled. Oh what a night they’d had and there’d be more, he wasn’t done in garnering in his winnings. But it paid to pace both partners in this enterprise. It was supposed to be taxing and pleasurable, the torture in the loving and wanting. A waking groan from Anthony had Stephen applying himself to sweet seduction and to placing kisses upon already reddened sensitive areas. He hadn’t yet delved deeper into his exquisitely handsome masterpiece. They’d get there, with time.
And the next part is here
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 100
*cackles evilly at meep*
The Drabble Cascade continues from here
Carefully he stroked back a lock of sweat dampened hair behind a pink tinged ear. ‘Nibbling will do that,’ he smiled. Oh what a night they’d had and there’d be more, he wasn’t done in garnering in his winnings. But it paid to pace both partners in this enterprise. It was supposed to be taxing and pleasurable, the torture in the loving and wanting. A waking groan from Anthony had Stephen applying himself to sweet seduction and to placing kisses upon already reddened sensitive areas. He hadn’t yet delved deeper into his exquisitely handsome masterpiece. They’d get there, with time.
And the next part is here
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Loss is Not Losing but it Would be Nice to Win.
Title: Loss is Not Losing but it Would be Nice to Win.
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 100
Follow up from Paying Up.
Anthony’s got two eggs and Stephen is determined on counting them.
Meep & thwax get blamed for this and its title was supposed to be Payback.*grins*
The cards had a slick silky feel to them as he dealt them out, a fresh deck for their rematch. Anticipation lent a frisson to the game. There were no real losers to their two handed contest.
He’d cut the clothes off Anthony’s tethered body, leaving tatters at wrists and below the knees to frame the masterpiece between. Deep red marks would be suckled up, claiming this man as surely as the scent of the dried pearl necklace at his throat.
“You’re not really focusing, Love,” Anthony interrupted, smiling decorously. “We’ll have to work on that ... if I win.”
Continues Here
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 100
Follow up from Paying Up.
Anthony’s got two eggs and Stephen is determined on counting them.
Meep & thwax get blamed for this and its title was supposed to be Payback.*grins*
The cards had a slick silky feel to them as he dealt them out, a fresh deck for their rematch. Anticipation lent a frisson to the game. There were no real losers to their two handed contest.
He’d cut the clothes off Anthony’s tethered body, leaving tatters at wrists and below the knees to frame the masterpiece between. Deep red marks would be suckled up, claiming this man as surely as the scent of the dried pearl necklace at his throat.
“You’re not really focusing, Love,” Anthony interrupted, smiling decorously. “We’ll have to work on that ... if I win.”
Continues Here
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Drabble Cascade #19: Loss --- Paying Up (m/m, PG)
FB3X Drabble Cascade #19 - Loss
Title: Paying Up (m/m, PG)
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 100
Prompt: Loss
The silk sheets slithered, outlining each rise and dip of his body in their wake. They were cool hands stroking which his sleepy mind appreciated and another part thought arousing.
“What,” his voice rough from the night, “again?”
A laugh answered as warm fingers wrapped around his ankles, lifting, spreading them wide. Jade, for a week his name was Jade, felt the soft silk tighten on them and his hands grasped the silk around his wrists to hang on. Heated kisses climbed up the exposed expanse of his thigh, promising torment before release. His loss at cards was his gain.
Loss is Not Losing but it Would be Nice to Win
Title: Paying Up (m/m, PG)
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 100
Prompt: Loss
The silk sheets slithered, outlining each rise and dip of his body in their wake. They were cool hands stroking which his sleepy mind appreciated and another part thought arousing.
“What,” his voice rough from the night, “again?”
A laugh answered as warm fingers wrapped around his ankles, lifting, spreading them wide. Jade, for a week his name was Jade, felt the soft silk tighten on them and his hands grasped the silk around his wrists to hang on. Heated kisses climbed up the exposed expanse of his thigh, promising torment before release. His loss at cards was his gain.
Loss is Not Losing but it Would be Nice to Win