'Fundamentally Altered', 2/5 for
stagesoflove R2 - Arousal, #2 Excitement
Apr. 1st, 2006 08:16 pmAuthor: darkhavens
Title: Fundamentally Altered, 2/5
Pairing: Sam Winchester/Dean Winchester
Fandom: Supernatural
Rating: NC-17 overall
Words: 255
Feedback/Concrit: darkhavens @ slashverse.com
Disclaimer: Not mine, never will be. No harm, no foul, no money made.
Warnings/Squicks: Wincest.
Summary: Repeated near-death experience would affect us all.
Notes: Written for
stagesoflove 2006, Round 2, 'Five Stages of Sexual Arousal'.
Also posted here.
#1 - Desire.
You're not quite sure what you expect - a roundhouse blow to the jaw, maybe a look of abject nausea and revulsion as he spits out bitter words that slice your soul like dull knives. You're expecting anything, everything, but his tongue in your mouth, his hands in your hair, holding on, twisting, opening you up and taking everything you've swallowed down and hid.
The solid press of his thigh against your groin, the heavy heat of your cock against his hipbone - it's like a match to an oily rag. Conflagration. Inferno. A flash fire, tweaking every nerve you never knew you had.
You don't even know you're moving till your back slams up against an unforgiving surface. Wall? Tree? Floor? You're too far gone to tell. There'll be bruises in the morning, red blue purple smears of colour that you'll wear with silent pride and quiet awe. But the morning seems an age away.
The here and now is filled with him - over you, around you, in you, on you, he's the air you breathe. He's hands on flesh, he's lips and teeth and tongue and cock. Sharp edges grinding hard against your own.
You've never felt this alive before, this full, this heavy, this ready to do or die, to fly or fail. It's exhilarating.
It's heaven and hell in one testosterone-filled time bomb. The countdown started when your lips hit his, but you don't know what time you've got before it blows sky high.
The fear makes you even harder.
Part Three
Title: Fundamentally Altered, 2/5
Pairing: Sam Winchester/Dean Winchester
Fandom: Supernatural
Rating: NC-17 overall
Words: 255
Feedback/Concrit: darkhavens @ slashverse.com
Disclaimer: Not mine, never will be. No harm, no foul, no money made.
Warnings/Squicks: Wincest.
Summary: Repeated near-death experience would affect us all.
Notes: Written for
Also posted here.
#1 - Desire.
You're not quite sure what you expect - a roundhouse blow to the jaw, maybe a look of abject nausea and revulsion as he spits out bitter words that slice your soul like dull knives. You're expecting anything, everything, but his tongue in your mouth, his hands in your hair, holding on, twisting, opening you up and taking everything you've swallowed down and hid.
The solid press of his thigh against your groin, the heavy heat of your cock against his hipbone - it's like a match to an oily rag. Conflagration. Inferno. A flash fire, tweaking every nerve you never knew you had.
You don't even know you're moving till your back slams up against an unforgiving surface. Wall? Tree? Floor? You're too far gone to tell. There'll be bruises in the morning, red blue purple smears of colour that you'll wear with silent pride and quiet awe. But the morning seems an age away.
The here and now is filled with him - over you, around you, in you, on you, he's the air you breathe. He's hands on flesh, he's lips and teeth and tongue and cock. Sharp edges grinding hard against your own.
You've never felt this alive before, this full, this heavy, this ready to do or die, to fly or fail. It's exhilarating.
It's heaven and hell in one testosterone-filled time bomb. The countdown started when your lips hit his, but you don't know what time you've got before it blows sky high.
The fear makes you even harder.
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on 2006-04-01 07:46 pm (UTC)Loved this just as much as the 1st part.
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on 2006-04-16 09:16 pm (UTC)Sometimes the poetic thing takes me by surprise. I sit down to write and can almost feel the pulse of the piece before I've even typed a word of it. I'm so glad it works because I honestly don't think I could turn the damn thing off it I tried. *g*
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on 2006-04-01 07:48 pm (UTC)Yeah.
Bruises.
:)
*shiver*
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on 2006-04-16 09:17 pm (UTC)we do seem to have a mutual thing for bruises, don't we? *g*
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on 2006-04-01 08:50 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2006-04-16 09:17 pm (UTC)*poses at the altar*
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on 2006-04-01 09:01 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2006-04-16 09:20 pm (UTC)I think this is one of the first (if not the first) piece I've written in second person POV and it feels so much more involved and immediate than my usual third person externa; view. I'm just so very glad it works! *g*
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on 2006-04-17 12:37 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2006-04-01 09:16 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2006-04-16 09:21 pm (UTC)I just said that I think this is my first real attempt at 2nd person POV and I'm so very happy to see that it's working. :D
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on 2006-04-01 09:47 pm (UTC)Wow. That line, there is just perfect.
I can't recall reading anyone who's able to pack so much punch into something that short.
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on 2006-04-16 09:23 pm (UTC)I have a special love of bruises (it's one of my many kinks) and I think these boys probably grew up comparing bruises and trading tall tales about how they got them, so earning them in this new way would be significant. :D
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on 2006-04-01 10:02 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2006-04-16 09:24 pm (UTC)Mmm. Bruises. Yes.
My feelings in a nutshell. *g*
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on 2006-04-01 11:53 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2006-04-16 09:24 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2006-04-02 04:07 am (UTC)like you said, this could be anyone and I choose to view it that way.
HOTNESS!
♥
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on 2006-04-16 09:25 pm (UTC)Thankee, sweetie. :D
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on 2006-04-02 06:51 am (UTC)Anyway, very lovely.
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on 2006-04-16 09:28 pm (UTC)I suddenly realised that there was no indication of who they even were, right up until the final snippet of part 3 when they finally spoke each other's name. Up to that point it was almost anonymous. The POV in my head started out as Dean, but I have had moments when I wondered if it was Sam. *g*
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on 2006-04-02 07:50 am (UTC)That was... intense. Thank you for sharing!
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on 2006-04-16 09:28 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2006-04-06 11:39 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2006-04-16 09:30 pm (UTC)Ah, another person who gets the poetry. *is happy* It sneaks up on me sometimes and then i wonder if I'm going crazy and if it works. Validation is always embraced. :D
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on 2006-04-11 06:15 am (UTC)Hot..Heavy...Hot...
Visuals...burned into...brain...
*Whimper...* I love you...
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on 2006-04-16 09:31 pm (UTC)I have the same visuals seared into my cortex too. isn't it grand? *g* *smooch*
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on 2006-04-28 09:08 am (UTC)no subject
on 2006-05-17 06:11 pm (UTC)Dean is dominant, but he's easily bruised too. *g* I definitely wrote this from inside Dean's head but several people have said they were reading it as Sam. :D