Leggo My Oz Drabble Tree
This is our ninth drabble tree! Pretty amazing, huh? If you want to check out the first eight: The First Ever Oz Drabble Tree, The Return of Oz Drabble Tree, The Little Oz Drabble Tree That Could, Are You There God? It's Oz Drabble Tree, Oz Drabble Tree Knows Best, In Oz Drabble Tree, No One Can Hear You Scream, This Is An Emergency Oz Drabble Tree, Please, Sir, May I Have Another Oz Drabble Tree?
Rules
1. Oz characters, please. Crossovers with the usual suspects are also welcome (SVU, Wanted, Homicide, Fringe, Lost, The Wire, The Unusuals, etc).
2. Het, slash, gen. Any character or pairing. It's all good.
3. Drabble (100 words) is a suggestion. You won't get shanked if you do a double drabble or it runs a bit long.
4. Your drabble must be posted as a comment to this entry.
5. Include a word, phrase or sentence from a previous drabble in the tree. Put it in the subject line and bold it in your drabble.
6. You can riff on any drabble in the tree. Just reply to the drabble you're riffing from.
7. Write as many drabbles as you want.
8. Drabbles only, please. No comments. Show your appreciation by jumping off someone else's drabble.
9. If you have any questions, head over to my LJ - I have an announcement post where you can ask for help or leave a comment. Or, you can leave comments for the writers at the announcement post at oz_rapsheet.
10. The Drabble Tree will run for a week or two; if there's enough interest, we'll keep it running longer. When it's over, post your drabbles to your own LJ and/or archive them.
11. RPS is allowed; please put RPS in the header of your drabble. If you don't want to read RPS, then pay attention to the headers.
12. Have fun! :D
This yummy snippet (and the title of this drabble tree!) was provided by the lovely and talented trillingstar.
Starter Snippet
At first it’s the best thing ever, because Keller barely remembers the last time he had pussy. And it’s the best kind of pussy, too, because he doesn’t have to call afterwards, or cuddle, or do anything except tug on his boxers, roll over and snore.
O’Reily wasn’t lying when he called Howell a wildcat. She’s ready to go anytime Keller is and she sure ain’t shy about telling him what she wants and how he’s gonna get her there.
She watches him constantly. Shit, it’s her job, but this is something else, a prickle on his neck that settles into a weight on his back. He’s used to a hundred sets of eyes on him, but one pair feels different. Keller’s not going to deny that he likes being watched. Always has, and he thinks about Barlog, Tibbets, and a host of others staring up at him, opening their throats for his cock.
He’s breathless with anticipation and his tat burns on his arm.
Even if she pretends to look right through him, Keller can feel her craving, something in the air, heavy and palpable, like she’ll split at the seams if she can’t get what she needs.
He’s the only one in PC and he’s always on display. She doesn’t just glance his way; she puts all of him under scrutiny each time she walks past.
He waits until she pulls the door of the closet-sized guard station shut before starting to jerk off. It’s not as though he cares, exactly, but he wants to think about Toby and take his time. He’s panting, his dick in a tight grip and fingers on his balls when the door opens soundlessly, a pool of light spilling out golden and warm.
Keller holds his breath for a moment, and then starts to stroke again, hard, tipping up his hips, thoughts of Toby chased from his mind.
She’s listening, and he loves it.
Let's shake that tree!
The tree is officially CLOSED!!! Thank you all for participating!
Rules
1. Oz characters, please. Crossovers with the usual suspects are also welcome (SVU, Wanted, Homicide, Fringe, Lost, The Wire, The Unusuals, etc).
2. Het, slash, gen. Any character or pairing. It's all good.
3. Drabble (100 words) is a suggestion. You won't get shanked if you do a double drabble or it runs a bit long.
4. Your drabble must be posted as a comment to this entry.
5. Include a word, phrase or sentence from a previous drabble in the tree. Put it in the subject line and bold it in your drabble.
6. You can riff on any drabble in the tree. Just reply to the drabble you're riffing from.
7. Write as many drabbles as you want.
8. Drabbles only, please. No comments. Show your appreciation by jumping off someone else's drabble.
9. If you have any questions, head over to my LJ - I have an announcement post where you can ask for help or leave a comment. Or, you can leave comments for the writers at the announcement post at oz_rapsheet.
10. The Drabble Tree will run for a week or two; if there's enough interest, we'll keep it running longer. When it's over, post your drabbles to your own LJ and/or archive them.
11. RPS is allowed; please put RPS in the header of your drabble. If you don't want to read RPS, then pay attention to the headers.
12. Have fun! :D
This yummy snippet (and the title of this drabble tree!) was provided by the lovely and talented trillingstar.
Starter Snippet
At first it’s the best thing ever, because Keller barely remembers the last time he had pussy. And it’s the best kind of pussy, too, because he doesn’t have to call afterwards, or cuddle, or do anything except tug on his boxers, roll over and snore.
O’Reily wasn’t lying when he called Howell a wildcat. She’s ready to go anytime Keller is and she sure ain’t shy about telling him what she wants and how he’s gonna get her there.
She watches him constantly. Shit, it’s her job, but this is something else, a prickle on his neck that settles into a weight on his back. He’s used to a hundred sets of eyes on him, but one pair feels different. Keller’s not going to deny that he likes being watched. Always has, and he thinks about Barlog, Tibbets, and a host of others staring up at him, opening their throats for his cock.
He’s breathless with anticipation and his tat burns on his arm.
Even if she pretends to look right through him, Keller can feel her craving, something in the air, heavy and palpable, like she’ll split at the seams if she can’t get what she needs.
He’s the only one in PC and he’s always on display. She doesn’t just glance his way; she puts all of him under scrutiny each time she walks past.
He waits until she pulls the door of the closet-sized guard station shut before starting to jerk off. It’s not as though he cares, exactly, but he wants to think about Toby and take his time. He’s panting, his dick in a tight grip and fingers on his balls when the door opens soundlessly, a pool of light spilling out golden and warm.
Keller holds his breath for a moment, and then starts to stroke again, hard, tipping up his hips, thoughts of Toby chased from his mind.
She’s listening, and he loves it.
Let's shake that tree!
The tree is officially CLOSED!!! Thank you all for participating!