Man on a Mission (unauthorised sequel)

[marysiak.livejournal.com]

Sometimes things just have to be followed through on.

Title: Mission Accomplished part 1/2
Author: marysiak
Summary: hot sex d00d. Grammar is the bane of my existence.
Pairings: DomOrliBilleh
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: to the best of my knowledge this did not happen
Note: followup to Man on a Mission by duckie7582

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[andrealyn]

Title: The Ten Commandments According To Billy Boyd
Pairing: Dom/Billy
Rating: R
Disclaimer: Not mine, never happened.
Summary: Commandment #9: Thou Shall Have Fun At All Costs
Notes: Thanks to Nikki for sitting with me and talking me through a rewrite of the end.

( Dom was tired of it all. )

Man on a Mission (unauthorised sequel) cont

[marysiak.livejournal.com]

Title: Mission Accomplished part 2/2
Author: marysiak
Summary: more hot sex d00d. The closer you get to the orgasm the harder a scene becomes to write.
Pairings: DomOrliBilleh
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: to the best of my knowledge this did not happen
Note: followup to Man on a Mission by duckie7582

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First Attempt at Slash

[daria27.livejournal.com]

Hey, I'm new here. This is my first attempt at anything slash.

Title: Tainted Love
Author: Me
Rating: PG, i guess
Disclaimer: Don't own 'em, don't wish to, etc. etc. It's complete fiction, never happened, never will, etc. etc.
Feedback: I need it. Please.

You were tainted by his love, and you never noticed. And now every lover had to live up to the love that had left. He had said "it was the best for the both of you" and walked out. And he wasn't tainted by you and it made you miserable. Made you miserable that you were and he wasn't.

And you were slipping and wanted to bring everyone down too. The way curtains come down with a cat whos been climbing too thin a fabric to support its weight; and what a great metaphor for how everything had been, is now. You'd always had that feeling about him, that somehow he'd no longer support you and you'd come crashing down and hit the floor. But like the arrogant cat, you'd ignored it.

Fuck it. I'll be fine. Thats what you thought about everytime some sort of anxiety about him would begin to set in. I'm not gonna fall, these curtains will hold me up.

And there wasn't anyone else out there like him. Dirty blonde hair, foggy gray eyes, no other man could torture you in front of thousands? millions? of people while on the red carpet, simply by sucking on purple piece of candy, attatched to a paper white stick.

"Elijah," the voice was soothing in the harsh quiet of the room in which you sat. It snapped you out of your thoughts, Back to reality elijah. You're journal was open, resting on your lap, wire rimmed glasses being held up by the bridge of your nose.

He wasn't Dominic, but he was the next best thing. He could only give you what Dominic couldn't. Because Billy Boyd wasn't going to let you fall.

Breathe

[lirimasilma.livejournal.com]

Title: Breathe
Pairing: BB/DM
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Never, ever happened.
Notes: Written for andrealyn's clubfic challenge.


Breathe