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Warwick New Writing All Nighter - Team Two, Part Three
I fall asleep to the rhythmic movements of David’s chest; in-and-out like a river tide. Drawing me deeper into slumber with each rise of his chest. I try to fight Sleep’s siren song with each sinew in my body, but eventually I fall victim to its intoxicating whispers. Eyelids meet cheekbone, and my mind drifts into a territory un-navigated by ( Read more... ) -
Warwick New Writing All Nighter - Team Two, Part Two
I fucking hate blow jobs. I hate when I am kissing him, when I feel his soft hair percolating through my fingers , when I feel his lips brushing the broken tenuous skin on my lips, and then it all changes. A hand on my head , pushing me down towards his stomach. Its all that he wants. There is something ,just so, inferior when I fellate his ( Read more... ) -
Warwick New Writing All Nighter - Team Two, Part One
The Book!
She hated meeting him here. It took ages to get here from her flat in Canley, but she knew she could never leave him to make the journey to her flat by himself as the buses were so unreliable and he was almost predestined to get lost. Non-weird people did not hang out in Pool Meadow. With its dark, seedy streets and signs ( Read more... ) -
Warwick New Writing All Nighter - Team One, Part Three
Ben - Dream Sequence
It was a dream. It must have been a dream, looming at Paul from the blackness of his own skull coming closer a panorama receding as it came closer in his mind and the great wings of
Dr Drake tall and triumphant in the depths of the world in the world beyond time in the time beyond spaces the spaces of the dead the spaces of the ( Read more... ) -
Warwick New Writing All Nighter - Team One, Part Two
Rebecca - Fellate Challenge
It stood to their credit, wolf thought, that the young man and his companion took his fairly odd request- and he was under no delusions that being asked to be taken to berlin in the boot of a car was an odd request- in their stride.
He envied their spontaneity, their apparent confidence: at their age, he remembered ( Read more... ) -
Warwick New Writing All Nighter - Team One, Part One
Jessi P. - Most Words Challenge - 335
Here he was. Whether he liked it or not, now was the time. He had always known there would be a moment when his mouth would not be allowed to remain shut, though he had kept his lips locked for so long that he had begun to believe they would be so for eternity. Then it had crept upon him, and he had been pushed ( Read more... ) -
[OOC: Practise, practise...]
[OOC: ah ha. Written to avoid working on this english essay I had to do. xD A reflective piece, mostly, and another step forward in my quest to get Einar right. :x He's still too immature for my liking...]
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