"Another 50 Sentences" (Stella/Flack, NC-17)
Fandom: CSI: NY
Title: Another 50 Sentences (Stella/Flack)
Author: gin200168
Rating: NC-17 for subject matter of selected sentences
Summary: Another 50 sentences for the 1sentence challenge, mostly Flack POV.
Disclaimer: Not mine. Property of Jerry Bruckheimer, Alliance Atlantis, CBS, etc.
Pairing: Don Flack/Stella Bonasera
A/N: Written for the 1sentence challenge, Alpha theme set. I got drawn into it again. It's too interesting. Poking and help from stellaluna_ and scarletts_awry this time. At this rate, we're becoming an unholy trinity.
1.) Comfort: Her hands are warm and soft, and he likes it when she runs her fingers through his hair and cups his face in her hand.
2.) Kiss: It's stupid, he thinks, but he could swear that kiss was just that much sweeter because he stole it in the middle of the hustle and bustle of the lab, with Mac's office just around the corner.
3.) Soft: Soft curves, soft curls and a soft smile that deceptively hide a sharp and sometimes vicious temper.
4.) Pain: His eyes fly snap open in panic as he feels the phantom claws tear at him again, lifting him off the bed by glistening strings until she shifts behind him and runs her hand soothingly over the raised, craggy skin.
5.) Potatoes: He laughs at her disgust when he drenches his fries in tabasco sauce, ketchup and practically every other condiment lying there in the counter.
6.) Rain: He artfully dodges a smack on the arm as she grumbles at him for laughing at her when he found her on his doorstep soaking wet.
7.) Chocolate: She squirms and laughs under him as his tongue sweeps broad strokes up her stomach, cleaning up the streaks of chocolate sauce he drizzled on it earlier.
8.) Happiness: Something twists in the pit of her stomach as his eyes meet hers from her from across the lab as he jokes with Danny.
9.) Telephone: He tries to understand the tinny voice on the other end, but everything fades in and out of focus in time with the movement of her mouth up and down his cock.
10.) Ears: He moans as she bites down on his earlobe and wedges herself further into his lap.
11.) Name: He never knew the same three little letters could be said in so many ways to express so many things until he got involved with her-- now they'll never sound the same ever again.
12.) Sensual: She really should have realized from all the little clues-- nice clothes, food, surprisingly sophisticated bits of knowledge-- that he would be an absolute hedonist when she finally got him into bed.
13.) Death: When he looks down and sees the scars every day and has the dreams most nights-- he can't help but wonder why again he cheated death and if it's going to be next time that he doesn't.
14. ) Sex: "Where's the kinkiest place you've ever had sex?" she asks as she licks the rim of his earlobe and her hand edges dangerously close to the crease of his leg.
15.) Touch: She shivers when the tips of his fingers just start to tangle in her curls as he glides his hand around under her skirt.
16.) Weakness: He notices one day that it's become habit for him to automatically grab everything off the high shelves for her, no matter where they are, without her having to break down and ask anymore.
17.) Tears: He holds her to his chest as she cries, and he's glad she doesn't see the silent tear that rolls down his cheek.
18.) Speed: He clutches the keys to the sedan tightly, knowing she's in the mood to drive and send them careening down the Manhattan streets like a kamikaze pinball, and he doesn't put it above her to try to steal them when she thinks he's not paying attention.
19.) Wind: He just shakes his head in bemusement when she continues to struggle on against the strong headwind, because she's just too stubborn to use him as a natural wind break.
20.) Freedom: "Fuck you Messer, at least I *have* a girlfriend to 'forever keep me in her clutches', more than you can say," he snipes as he leaves; Danny frowns and flips him off in return.
21.) Life: The bullet that zinged by his head earlier that day has kept his mind so distant that he just stands there and lets her toss him onto the bed roughly and straddle his hips as she breathes life back into his soul.
22.) Jealousy: The first time he saw her with Frankie, he felt his blood boil-- even though he knew that she wasn't his to get jealous over.
23.) Hands: Her hand is small and cold in his when she slips it into his pocket and twines her arm with his as they walk home from dinner.
24.) Taste: It's stupidly romantic, he thinks, but he could swear that nothing in the world tastes better than the flavor of the two of them combined.
25.) Devotion: He watches her with Mac, how close they are-- and wonders if he could ever be that close to her.
26.) Forever: Forever is the stuff of fairytales, and they both have been through enough to know that life is far from it-- but they'll take what they can get.
27.) Blood: He dreams of her blood and guts slipping through his fingers like sand, her dying in his arms because he doesn't know how to stop it and it scares him worse every time the dream comes back.
28.) Sickness: She gently pokes fun at him for being a baby when he curls up in the corner of the couch sniffling miserably, but when he wakes up from an unexpected nap there's orange juice and cold medicine waiting on the coffee table.
29.) Melody: A tune drifts in the window from out in the street, and he hums along under his breath unconsciously when he realizes it's the song from that new musical that she's been driving him batty singing all week.
30.) Star: Her name means 'star', and he can see why-- she's beautiful, her personality shines, her temper burns brighter than anything than he's ever seen in his life, and he's been drawn into her orbit by forces beyond his control.
31.) Home: He doesn't remember exactly when home turned into her apartment; where his clothes and movies are strewn about her place amongst all her girly stuff-- but even with all the chaos, it seems to all fit together right.
32.) Confusion: He wakes up disoriented and screaming, shivering until he registers her warmth behind him, curling around as much as her small frame allows and murmuring in his ear.
33.) Fear: He doesn't tell her about the nightmares that wake him up screaming her name when she isn't there.
34.) Lightning/Thunder: Her temper reminds him of a sudden thunderstorm-- looming quietly as it brews, the world around it marching blissfully along ignoring everything around it until it bursts out unexpectedly in a streak of pure destructive power.
35.) Bonds: He struggles against the handcuffs, the metal digging crescents into his wrists as she slides her hand up his thigh and kisses him slowly.
36.) Market: "You eat that?" she asks, unsure what exactly it is that he's eyeing hungrily at the hot bar.
37.) Technology: It's a sad state of affairs, he realizes, when the most romantic gesture he can think of is throwing both of their cell phones into the Hudson for an entire weekend of peace and quiet.
38.) Gift: He smiles to himself as he slips one of those 'little blue boxes' she loves so much onto her desk.
39.) Smile: He watches her smile at Mac through the glass walls of his office, and he's struck hard by the mix of irrational jealousy and aching dread that she might not ever smile at him like that again.
40.) Innocence: "Don't look at *me* like that, go ask Danny why you both have been banned from the confines of my personal space for the next week," she says with a glare as he slowly lumbers away.
41.) Completion: She moans as her fingernails dig red troughs down his back as she tightens around him, pulling Flack down into the abyss of pleasure with her.
42.) Clouds: When he comes inside her, it's like he's flying, surging and looping through the clouds and plummeting back to earth in a surging swan dive to be caught in her soft curves.
43.) Sky: Until the Towers fell, he never really paid much attention to the sky-- but now it's a living entity of its own, one that everyone has to cautiously keep a quiet eye on in the back of their minds.
44.) Heaven: If he could trap himself in the moment of time when she comes around him-- how she looks, smells, feels clenched tightly around him, the noises that range from keening wails to screaming his name at the top of her lungs-- he'd keep them on permanent loop and just sit and relive them over and over until the end of time.
45.) Hell: She stands there so small and alone, everything sagging under the weight of her grief, and he feels absolutely powerless to do anything about it.
46.) Sun: "Hey! Come on..." he declares, trying to sound put-upon as she reaches up and takes his sunglasses off his face and puts them on, throwing him a smile over her shoulder as she leaves.
47.) Moon: The moonlight casts a stark shadow into the hollow of her throat that he tries to nibble away as he pushes her against the sharp brick.
48.) Waves: She rocks back and forth on him at her own pace, waves of pleasure moving through her and into him when she comes around him.
49.) Hair: Her hair matches her current frustration level, disheveled and looking as if someone had put a poodle on spin-dry-- and if he caves into the temptation to laugh, he knows she'll inflict some serious pain he could do without.
50.) Supernova: When she comes around him, it's this all consuming-fire that draws him in, and he loses himself in her heat.
Fin
3/07
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Title: Another 50 Sentences (Stella/Flack)
Author: gin200168
Rating: NC-17 for subject matter of selected sentences
Summary: Another 50 sentences for the 1sentence challenge, mostly Flack POV.
Disclaimer: Not mine. Property of Jerry Bruckheimer, Alliance Atlantis, CBS, etc.
Pairing: Don Flack/Stella Bonasera
A/N: Written for the 1sentence challenge, Alpha theme set. I got drawn into it again. It's too interesting. Poking and help from stellaluna_ and scarletts_awry this time. At this rate, we're becoming an unholy trinity.
1.) Comfort: Her hands are warm and soft, and he likes it when she runs her fingers through his hair and cups his face in her hand.
2.) Kiss: It's stupid, he thinks, but he could swear that kiss was just that much sweeter because he stole it in the middle of the hustle and bustle of the lab, with Mac's office just around the corner.
3.) Soft: Soft curves, soft curls and a soft smile that deceptively hide a sharp and sometimes vicious temper.
4.) Pain: His eyes fly snap open in panic as he feels the phantom claws tear at him again, lifting him off the bed by glistening strings until she shifts behind him and runs her hand soothingly over the raised, craggy skin.
5.) Potatoes: He laughs at her disgust when he drenches his fries in tabasco sauce, ketchup and practically every other condiment lying there in the counter.
6.) Rain: He artfully dodges a smack on the arm as she grumbles at him for laughing at her when he found her on his doorstep soaking wet.
7.) Chocolate: She squirms and laughs under him as his tongue sweeps broad strokes up her stomach, cleaning up the streaks of chocolate sauce he drizzled on it earlier.
8.) Happiness: Something twists in the pit of her stomach as his eyes meet hers from her from across the lab as he jokes with Danny.
9.) Telephone: He tries to understand the tinny voice on the other end, but everything fades in and out of focus in time with the movement of her mouth up and down his cock.
10.) Ears: He moans as she bites down on his earlobe and wedges herself further into his lap.
11.) Name: He never knew the same three little letters could be said in so many ways to express so many things until he got involved with her-- now they'll never sound the same ever again.
12.) Sensual: She really should have realized from all the little clues-- nice clothes, food, surprisingly sophisticated bits of knowledge-- that he would be an absolute hedonist when she finally got him into bed.
13.) Death: When he looks down and sees the scars every day and has the dreams most nights-- he can't help but wonder why again he cheated death and if it's going to be next time that he doesn't.
14. ) Sex: "Where's the kinkiest place you've ever had sex?" she asks as she licks the rim of his earlobe and her hand edges dangerously close to the crease of his leg.
15.) Touch: She shivers when the tips of his fingers just start to tangle in her curls as he glides his hand around under her skirt.
16.) Weakness: He notices one day that it's become habit for him to automatically grab everything off the high shelves for her, no matter where they are, without her having to break down and ask anymore.
17.) Tears: He holds her to his chest as she cries, and he's glad she doesn't see the silent tear that rolls down his cheek.
18.) Speed: He clutches the keys to the sedan tightly, knowing she's in the mood to drive and send them careening down the Manhattan streets like a kamikaze pinball, and he doesn't put it above her to try to steal them when she thinks he's not paying attention.
19.) Wind: He just shakes his head in bemusement when she continues to struggle on against the strong headwind, because she's just too stubborn to use him as a natural wind break.
20.) Freedom: "Fuck you Messer, at least I *have* a girlfriend to 'forever keep me in her clutches', more than you can say," he snipes as he leaves; Danny frowns and flips him off in return.
21.) Life: The bullet that zinged by his head earlier that day has kept his mind so distant that he just stands there and lets her toss him onto the bed roughly and straddle his hips as she breathes life back into his soul.
22.) Jealousy: The first time he saw her with Frankie, he felt his blood boil-- even though he knew that she wasn't his to get jealous over.
23.) Hands: Her hand is small and cold in his when she slips it into his pocket and twines her arm with his as they walk home from dinner.
24.) Taste: It's stupidly romantic, he thinks, but he could swear that nothing in the world tastes better than the flavor of the two of them combined.
25.) Devotion: He watches her with Mac, how close they are-- and wonders if he could ever be that close to her.
26.) Forever: Forever is the stuff of fairytales, and they both have been through enough to know that life is far from it-- but they'll take what they can get.
27.) Blood: He dreams of her blood and guts slipping through his fingers like sand, her dying in his arms because he doesn't know how to stop it and it scares him worse every time the dream comes back.
28.) Sickness: She gently pokes fun at him for being a baby when he curls up in the corner of the couch sniffling miserably, but when he wakes up from an unexpected nap there's orange juice and cold medicine waiting on the coffee table.
29.) Melody: A tune drifts in the window from out in the street, and he hums along under his breath unconsciously when he realizes it's the song from that new musical that she's been driving him batty singing all week.
30.) Star: Her name means 'star', and he can see why-- she's beautiful, her personality shines, her temper burns brighter than anything than he's ever seen in his life, and he's been drawn into her orbit by forces beyond his control.
31.) Home: He doesn't remember exactly when home turned into her apartment; where his clothes and movies are strewn about her place amongst all her girly stuff-- but even with all the chaos, it seems to all fit together right.
32.) Confusion: He wakes up disoriented and screaming, shivering until he registers her warmth behind him, curling around as much as her small frame allows and murmuring in his ear.
33.) Fear: He doesn't tell her about the nightmares that wake him up screaming her name when she isn't there.
34.) Lightning/Thunder: Her temper reminds him of a sudden thunderstorm-- looming quietly as it brews, the world around it marching blissfully along ignoring everything around it until it bursts out unexpectedly in a streak of pure destructive power.
35.) Bonds: He struggles against the handcuffs, the metal digging crescents into his wrists as she slides her hand up his thigh and kisses him slowly.
36.) Market: "You eat that?" she asks, unsure what exactly it is that he's eyeing hungrily at the hot bar.
37.) Technology: It's a sad state of affairs, he realizes, when the most romantic gesture he can think of is throwing both of their cell phones into the Hudson for an entire weekend of peace and quiet.
38.) Gift: He smiles to himself as he slips one of those 'little blue boxes' she loves so much onto her desk.
39.) Smile: He watches her smile at Mac through the glass walls of his office, and he's struck hard by the mix of irrational jealousy and aching dread that she might not ever smile at him like that again.
40.) Innocence: "Don't look at *me* like that, go ask Danny why you both have been banned from the confines of my personal space for the next week," she says with a glare as he slowly lumbers away.
41.) Completion: She moans as her fingernails dig red troughs down his back as she tightens around him, pulling Flack down into the abyss of pleasure with her.
42.) Clouds: When he comes inside her, it's like he's flying, surging and looping through the clouds and plummeting back to earth in a surging swan dive to be caught in her soft curves.
43.) Sky: Until the Towers fell, he never really paid much attention to the sky-- but now it's a living entity of its own, one that everyone has to cautiously keep a quiet eye on in the back of their minds.
44.) Heaven: If he could trap himself in the moment of time when she comes around him-- how she looks, smells, feels clenched tightly around him, the noises that range from keening wails to screaming his name at the top of her lungs-- he'd keep them on permanent loop and just sit and relive them over and over until the end of time.
45.) Hell: She stands there so small and alone, everything sagging under the weight of her grief, and he feels absolutely powerless to do anything about it.
46.) Sun: "Hey! Come on..." he declares, trying to sound put-upon as she reaches up and takes his sunglasses off his face and puts them on, throwing him a smile over her shoulder as she leaves.
47.) Moon: The moonlight casts a stark shadow into the hollow of her throat that he tries to nibble away as he pushes her against the sharp brick.
48.) Waves: She rocks back and forth on him at her own pace, waves of pleasure moving through her and into him when she comes around him.
49.) Hair: Her hair matches her current frustration level, disheveled and looking as if someone had put a poodle on spin-dry-- and if he caves into the temptation to laugh, he knows she'll inflict some serious pain he could do without.
50.) Supernova: When she comes around him, it's this all consuming-fire that draws him in, and he loses himself in her heat.
Fin
3/07
Feedback always welcome.
Link to all of my stories