Re: Beauty and the BeastxenjnOctober 29 2011, 05:47:50 UTC
I love this prompt. ♥ The image of Belle sleeping with Gaston just so that she can fulfill a sexual fantasy of hers and then Gaston being like, "WE HAVE A SPECIAL CONNECTION NOW!" is too hilarious. XD
Re: Beauty and the BeastathenesolonNovember 6 2011, 01:19:29 UTC
Whooo... That's definitely one way to read it. And it could well be one of those cases of him "doing right by her" causing all of the extra Belle!Lust by Gaston. Once isn't enough for him. I like but I don't know if I could write it.
Re: Beauty and the Beast 1/2xenjnNovember 9 2011, 01:30:08 UTC
It was no use.
Belle sighed, and rolled over to glare at the book that lay just out of reach. Damn and blast the thing for getting her so worked up! Books had always been a joy to her, a chance to acquire new knowledge and explore uncharted worlds. And now there was this book, this thrice-damned book that had passages that made her eyes go wide and her skin go hot: a story in which she was the uncharted world, her body apparently a vessel for pleasures greater than she'd ever dreamed.
And it didn't hurt that there was a very handsome specimen on the cover: all rippling pectorals and chiseled abs. She imagined the Huntsman in the story to look just like him, except with darker hair (ebony, the book said, and glossy as a raven's wing).
She groaned, frustrated with herself for even thinking about it - him - again. Surely it couldn't be healthy to feel so strongly about someone who didn't even exist?
But there it was, and her hand made a traitor of her as she sought release between her legs (her glistening honeypot, her mind
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Re: Beauty and the Beast 2/2xenjnNovember 9 2011, 01:30:33 UTC
She waited until she saw him in the square next, smoking yet another cigar with Lefou. "Those things are horrid," she said by way of greeting. "You'll taste of nothing but ashes if you keep up the habit
( ... )
...How do I even begin? This...this was PERFECT. LIKE, SO BEAUTIFULLY PERFECT I DON'T EVEN. So wonderfully in character and so utterly perfectly suited to the prompt and just wonderfully written. Thank you thank you thank you! Now I can finally get this idea out of my head. <3 THANK YOU~~~~~!
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Belle sighed, and rolled over to glare at the book that lay just out of reach. Damn and blast the thing for getting her so worked up! Books had always been a joy to her, a chance to acquire new knowledge and explore uncharted worlds. And now there was this book, this thrice-damned book that had passages that made her eyes go wide and her skin go hot: a story in which she was the uncharted world, her body apparently a vessel for pleasures greater than she'd ever dreamed.
And it didn't hurt that there was a very handsome specimen on the cover: all rippling pectorals and chiseled abs. She imagined the Huntsman in the story to look just like him, except with darker hair (ebony, the book said, and glossy as a raven's wing).
She groaned, frustrated with herself for even thinking about it - him - again. Surely it couldn't be healthy to feel so strongly about someone who didn't even exist?
But there it was, and her hand made a traitor of her as she sought release between her legs (her glistening honeypot, her mind ( ... )
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