sex
POSTED BY: jeraxus
UPDATED: Wednesday, March 7, 2007 04:39
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Originally posted by jeraxus:
i wrote that for darranged milk who thought the thread didnt live up to expectations - so can you do a short sex scene thats better?
Oh God! I thought you were posting a snippet of a Simon/River fic you were writing! OK, I get it, now. You were being facetious. Sorry. Sarcasm doesn't come across very well on the internet. My bad.
But... was that an issued challenge?!?
Why don't we spice this thread up a little more, shall we? I challenge everyone to post a smutty little snippet fresh from your own dirty little brains. Deranged Milk won't know what to do with him/herself!Here's mine. (Run away, kiddies. It's NC-17.)
Mal's skilled and sturdy hands guided her, turning her onto her belly, bringing her up onto her knees. His fingers gripped her hips and she moaned as he pushed in, deeper than deep, bottoming out, making her back arch and curve as she struggled to discern whether it was pleasure or pain that was winding her up, tightening her body like a coil.
"Christ, 'Nara..." His breathless words and relentless strokes were an answer her uncertainty. She trembled at the raw sound of his body against hers, the sharp slap of wet skin against wet skin, punctuated by their sounds of pleasure. Her body suddenly dissolved in a shattering of pure bliss that was so startling she was unsure it had happened until after it had finished. She slid downwards onto her stomach, her eyes closed and her limbs utterly exhausted. He went with her, his arms wrapped tight around her waist, desperate now, thrusting, a creature hard and reckless. One of his hands moved down, his fingers spreading her open, stroking frantically.
"Oh, I can't... I can’t…" Her voice was hoarse and muffled in the sheets, her throat dry and parched. He must not have heard her, or if he did, he chose to ignore it. But even as she protested, she found that she could… she was. Her body was igniting, causing her to shudder violently, soft grunts being knocked out of her in quick succession as her body rippled around him. She felt his body turn to stone, tensing, tensing. His breath had turned to a harsh, ragged gasp, and she could feel the beating of his heart against her back, like a caged animal, frantic for escape.
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I was not really offended by this post but I had to mention that brothers and sisters should not have sex.
Jack MacReady: It's obvious the bastard's got lyme disease!
Bill Pardy: What?
Jack MacReady: Lyme disease. You touch some deer feces, and then you... eat a sandwich without washin' your hands. You got your lyme disease!
Bill Pardy: And that makes you look like a squid?
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people might start thinking im fixated on River but Rivlee sounds like a good idea
Kaylee was tired she dropped to the floor of her cabin and crawled into bed feeling the warmth of her lover River Tam they snuggled together pulling each others clothes aside snogging with the ergency of a couple of sex mad tarts who want an orgasm well Kaylee definetly – they basked in the afterglow River resting her head on kaylees breasts
Play with the best die like the rest
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Originally posted by derangedmilk:
No offense but this thread did not live up to it's title.
-e
"Storms getting worse."
"We'll pass through it soon enough."
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The subject of the title does not live up to the title sometimes either...
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Please beta your smut.
I am twitching.
Not in the fun way either.
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my god....what have i done....
-e
"Storms getting worse."
"We'll pass through it soon enough."
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I don't understand what some people have against periods. And commas, for that matter. They're so small. Don't take up much space, really. See? . ,
The former-English-major in me cringes when I see stuff like that. What is happening to our school system? Maybe I shouldn't have abandoned English for Anthropology. If I could keep one poor child from writing a run-on sentence, my life would have purpose...
But then, I always hated diagraming sentences.
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Hey, that was really good! You should post as a story. And, um, finish it. ;)
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*Gasp!* *Thud* Oh. My. God. Did that just happen? Did one of my all-time favorite fic writers just pay me a compliment!?! I feel like I just won... well, I don't know what, but something really, REALLY cool. I'm totally cheesin' right now. 
I'm actually plotting out a fic I've been thinking on for forever. It's a Mal/Inara fic, but also K/S, W/Z, River/OC and Jayne/OC - post series, but then AU (no movie - I want Wash and Book in this). It spans a good number of years, so it's gonna be long. Probably not a smart move on my part, what with this being my first fic, but I can't get it out of my head and we must do as the Muse commands, right? Anyway, I plan to delve into Inara's background. Where she comes from and why she clings so fiercely to her vocation and shies away from Mal and romantic love. Also plan to tackle Mal - his being "an emotional basket-case" as someone pointed out in another thread. LOL. River is going to get some attention as well.
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