Because I'm feeling wordy.
Jul. 12th, 2006 05:11 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
tsukinofaeriiOne last evil set of teasers for the fic that has only a half-scene left to be typed before editing begins. So evil that they're only glimpses. Not even paragraphs! Bwahaha!
Behold, the 26,000 word horror!
And the truly sad thing is, it's the longest story I've written in a while. x.x Ickies. Hopefully it'll press upwards to the 50,000 range before it's done. That would make me feel loads better. And then I get to work on the PotC one, because that really needs to be finished eventually.
Yes, I'm bored and waiting for the girl beside me to go away so I can type the damned lemon. (eyes her) Shoo! I gave up on not typing it at work. I just don't have time at home! Gah!
"Have you hit your head lately? Or eaten anything suspicious?"
This time the boy shook his head rather than risk choking. "Not worse than usual."
Knowing Sora's eating habits, that didn't reassure Riku at all.
***
Riku looked back at Selphie. She was smirking. "I've been wrapped up in Sora, haven't I?"
"Like Christmas paper, bright boy. Have a fry."
***
Oh God, Riku thought, eyes wide. His teeth turn me on. That's so wrong.
***
His fist thudded into the couch. "How many wives, Sora?"
***
Their precarious balance lasted a breath before they toppled sideways to the floor. Sora laughed, arms wrapped around Riku's neck to kiss him again, knee pulling him by the hips until they were pressed together again. White cotton bunched at his waist, baring a precious inch of muscled back to Riku's wandering hands.
***
And now I just need to figure out a name... This might take a while. I just realized that sora's PoV isn't very enthralling. >.> Ick. And all of these quotes are subject to change. I haven't even done macro editing, much less micro. Suffer with me, petty mortals! Bwahahahaaaa! *cough*
I'm better now, really. Oh, yay. She's gone. Bai.
Behold, the 26,000 word horror!
And the truly sad thing is, it's the longest story I've written in a while. x.x Ickies. Hopefully it'll press upwards to the 50,000 range before it's done. That would make me feel loads better. And then I get to work on the PotC one, because that really needs to be finished eventually.
Yes, I'm bored and waiting for the girl beside me to go away so I can type the damned lemon. (eyes her) Shoo! I gave up on not typing it at work. I just don't have time at home! Gah!
"Have you hit your head lately? Or eaten anything suspicious?"
This time the boy shook his head rather than risk choking. "Not worse than usual."
Knowing Sora's eating habits, that didn't reassure Riku at all.
Riku looked back at Selphie. She was smirking. "I've been wrapped up in Sora, haven't I?"
"Like Christmas paper, bright boy. Have a fry."
Oh God, Riku thought, eyes wide. His teeth turn me on. That's so wrong.
His fist thudded into the couch. "How many wives, Sora?"
Their precarious balance lasted a breath before they toppled sideways to the floor. Sora laughed, arms wrapped around Riku's neck to kiss him again, knee pulling him by the hips until they were pressed together again. White cotton bunched at his waist, baring a precious inch of muscled back to Riku's wandering hands.
And now I just need to figure out a name... This might take a while. I just realized that sora's PoV isn't very enthralling. >.> Ick. And all of these quotes are subject to change. I haven't even done macro editing, much less micro. Suffer with me, petty mortals! Bwahahahaaaa! *cough*
I'm better now, really. Oh, yay. She's gone. Bai.
ETA: I found this icon and love it:
