September 24th, 2008

loaded gun

Drabble ~ Maestro

I just wrote this off the cuff for my dear framedinlove , who is having a hard day. Music has been cheering her up, so music is what the drabble is about. Does this mean my writer's block has lifted?

Title: Maestro
Timing: Season 6
Rating: R for the sex
Pairing: Spike/Buffy

He is her cover of darkness, she thinks, as his chest lurches above her, holding a steady, swaying cadence. Back and forth, back and forth, he withdraws and returns, hypnotically consistent like a ticking metronome. Her shoulders brush the carpets, each rough push and rocking thrust a timed beat.

 

One leg thrown across his back, she is bowed double so that he can play her, striking the keys that will release her high notes. Together they pant a stuttering duet of sighs. Death is her gift, but music is his, she realizes, when he conducts them to a halting crescendo.


special hell

I had a thought

My drabble from earlier today woke my muse up a little. Basically, it was a combination of thinking about a theme and sex. Sex I can write, usually without fail. So, lets see if I can't keep writing little bitty scenes like that one. I hate being stuck in the water writing absolutely nothing.

Give me a theme and a sexual prompt. The theme can be anything. I happened to use music as a metaphor in this last drabble, but get creative. The sexual prompt can be a kink, a location, a word or any act as tame or as frisky as you'd like. Lets see if I can make anything of your suggestions. *crosses fingers*