La la la. It's ALMOST morning. Time for more coffee, Y/Y?
AND MORE DRABBLES, MY 100-WORD POETS. OH YES.
Prompt No. 6 is: Checkmate.
AND MORE DRABBLES, MY 100-WORD POETS. OH YES.
Prompt No. 6 is: Checkmate.
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No7_AWZ - Drabble Day: Prompt No. 6
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“Lars?”
“Hmmff?” Lars stirs from his latest drunken stupor.
“Do you ever sleep with women who aren’t skaters?”
“What?”
“I’m just saying, all of your girlfriends have been skaters.”
Lars sighs, “They’re just the ones that are there Mike.”
Wow, Mike thinks, they must love hearing that. What he says is, “I’m here.”
Lars raises an eyebrow, although it looks less than suggestive with his head still lolling off the end of the sofa. “I noticed.”
Mike passes him a glass of water. Lars sits up carefully, still scowling but nothing too aggressive. He looks at Mike, “I did notice.”
“Hmmff?” Lars stirs from his latest drunken stupor.
“Do you ever sleep with women who aren’t skaters?”
“What?”
“I’m just saying, all of your girlfriends have been skaters.”
Lars sighs, “They’re just the ones that are there Mike.”
Wow, Mike thinks, they must love hearing that. What he says is, “I’m here.”
Lars raises an eyebrow, although it looks less than suggestive with his head still lolling off the end of the sofa. “I noticed.”
Mike passes him a glass of water. Lars sits up carefully, still scowling but nothing too aggressive. He looks at Mike, “I did notice.”
*sniff* Their love is so bristly. They are the uncrowned OTP.
And gah, I love how much you manage to convey in these gruff little dialogue lines. "I did notice." THAT SHOULDN'T MAKE ME HAVE FEELINGS-YOU-CAN-FEEL. Aaaaaaaah.
And gah, I love how much you manage to convey in these gruff little dialogue lines. "I did notice." THAT SHOULDN'T MAKE ME HAVE FEELINGS-YOU-CAN-FEEL. Aaaaaaaah.
It's difficult getting used to new things. Simone's always had a hard time with change, especially when it involved trying to fit a new person into the patterns she's learned.
The pattern: Her black lace shift is sexy. Richard always made her leave it on.
Florian tears the lace in his eagerness to get at her bare skin, and Simone finds she doesn't exactly mind.
The pattern: Chess is foreplay. Axel loved it when she beat him.
Florian wipes all the pieces off the board as he sprawls back on it, pulling her on top of him. "Checkmate," he smirks.
The pattern: Her black lace shift is sexy. Richard always made her leave it on.
Florian tears the lace in his eagerness to get at her bare skin, and Simone finds she doesn't exactly mind.
The pattern: Chess is foreplay. Axel loved it when she beat him.
Florian wipes all the pieces off the board as he sprawls back on it, pulling her on top of him. "Checkmate," he smirks.
Guh.
That's the Simone and Florian I want to see. Sexy, self-confident and playful.
That's the Simone and Florian I want to see. Sexy, self-confident and playful.
The letter rested beside a warming glass of brandy. It was a rich quality paper with an unusual pattern of creases where it had objected to being folded – being treated like any common piece of paper was below it.
Axel looked at the board, analysing the pieces and smiling to himself. The light from the fire warmed the sleeve of his housecoat as it hung from his outstretched hand while he moved the knight.
Axel took the opportunity to appreciate the board with a bird’s eye view.
Reaching for pen and paper Axel sipped the brandy while considering his reply.
Axel looked at the board, analysing the pieces and smiling to himself. The light from the fire warmed the sleeve of his housecoat as it hung from his outstretched hand while he moved the knight.
Axel took the opportunity to appreciate the board with a bird’s eye view.
Reaching for pen and paper Axel sipped the brandy while considering his reply.