the delphic expanse

Hey!

Like I explained in the Drabble Game thread, this thread is for those drabble prompts that you wanted to revisit after the fact, or drabbles that you wrote but somebody beat you to a response, or any other drabbles you wanted to write! This way we can still share the love and the creativity while keeping the game moving smoothly.

Any questions? Just ask, we're happy to help!

Excellent, Aquarius!

This is what I wrote for the 'Honey' prompt. It could be considered the prologue to 'smoke'. There is an inbetween scene, but I'm not sure whether to post it or not because it is a bit raunchy, not explicit mind, just raunchy!

Okay, here I go...

Prologue: Honey

That spot, that spot right there in the corner of his mouth captivated him. His heartbeat quickened at a tempting thought. He leaned over to bridge the distance between them. “Here, let me get that,” he breathed as he closed in and gently licked the honey away. “Hmmm,” he groaned with delight, eyes still closed. He would have stayed that way forever, but the soft touch of the captain’s lips on his caught his attention. Trip opened his eyes and stared deeply into those of his lover. A wicked smiled played on Trip’s lips. “Your place or mine,” he rasped...

that's pretty sexy, paulinem. Good job!

*fans self* That was HOTT!!!!

Regarding "raunchy"--I personally don't have a problem with it, but if you're worried, I'd say post it under spoiler bars and put a warning. It's all good!

Right. You can put spoiler bars on by making your text white. And then using the quote function.

Like this.

Cool! Thanks, guys...

Okay, so here is the middle bit: Heat

Sorry, I forgot to put the warning...

So, yeah... This is a bit raunchy, but not explicit!

Candlelight bathed the darkened quarters as the two lovers clung to each other, desperately seeking the heated contact that each movement gave. Trip threw his head back and arched his body. A groan escaped his lips. He sat up further and slid down, aching to feel his lover fill him. Another groan escaped his lips at the electric shock when he felt the delicious touch. He began to rock his hips gently, then more urgently as his need began to build. His breath quickened. “Now,” he pled breathlessly as he leaned down and captured the captain’s lips with his own...

*fans self*

*goes in search of block of ice to sit on*

Anyone got a cigarette???

That's awesome.

Oh my gosh, paulinem! I wish I'd read that before I went to bed, instead of after I got up. I would have had some interesting dreams!

OK, so new drabbles for old prompts go here now, yes?

This one is for the prompt "smoke."

Smoke and Mirrors

Malcolm Reed contemplated his life while sitting in the brig. It was a sham, all of it, starting with the cultured accent painfully learned at school. Then the stint as an airhead rock star while working for Harris. All the times he’d told Phlox he was “fine” when he really wanted to curl up in a ball and die. But most of all, quoting the nonfrat regs, leaving farewell messages to random women of his acquaintance and praising T’Pol’s bum when the one who owned his heart was Trip. Malcolm Reed was nothing but smoke and mirrors.