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Open On Sunday - Sex Drabbles
Apr. 19th, 2004 06:00 pmThe Tori Amos drabbles just poured out of me. These had to be yanked.
In response to Open On Sundays Sex Drabble Challenge
Title: The Last Time
Setting: BtVS Season 3
Rating: PG
It hadn't really been wrong. After all, they were two consenting adults, voodoo-ed chocolate notwithstanding. Of course, they could have chosen a more discreet location than the hood of a police car...
She didn't know how she was going to look Mr. Giles in the eye when she saw him next.
Still, it’d been... nice. It had been a long time and she missed the pleasures that men could provide. Suitors for middle-aged single mothers were few and far between and that fact of life wasn’t likely to change anytime soon.
Joyce sighed and wondered if she'd ever have sex again.
[A/N: Poor Joyce. She never did. :-( ]
Title: Night Visitor
Setting: Post-Chosen
Rating: PG
If he had to stare at this ceiling much longer, Robin thought, he was going to go crazy. It was night, but he wasn't tired - he'd slept enough. What else was there to do when confined to a hospital bed? He cursed the darkness and wished for daylight. At least he was allowed visitors in the afternoons.
A lithe figure slipped silently into his room and closed the door. Soft rustling noises followed and then she was climbing under the covers next to him. He felt the warmth of skin on skin and realised she was naked. "Surprise", Faith whispered.
Title: Why?
Setting: During Conversations With Dead People
Rating: PG
What goes through a man's head when he's dying?
“But there are so many things that I still want to do...”
“Please let my family know how much I love them.”
“I should have spent less time at work and more time with the kids.”
“I’m sorry, so sorry...”
“Was my life well-spent?”
“Why can’t I stay?”
“Not yet, please God no, not yet...”
There is only one thought in Jonathan’s head as he lies on the seal to the Hellmouth, his life spurting out from the stab wound in his belly.
“Why do I have to die a virgin?”
[A/N: I felt kind of bad making fun of poor Jonathan, but couldn't help myself. :-) 'Course he may not have been a virgin - he was living with twins briefly in S4's "Superstar" - but we'll pretend that didn't happen.]
Title: What’s In A Name?
Setting: BtVS S5
Rating: G
Buffy sat in the Magic Box, doodling, amusing herself by combining the names of couples.
Bangel – sounds like a bracelet. Or something you eat with cream cheese and lox.
Biley. Ruffy? Maybe not.
Xanya. Hey – that one’s pretty good.
Wara. Not so good. Better than Tillow, though.
Who else? Jiles. Yuck! Damn candy.
A crash followed by the sound of splintering glass startled her. Dawn had broken yet another crystal ball. The guilty look on Spike’s face meant that he’d had something to do with it too. Buffy looked back at her page.
Spawn. That worked. Monsters, both of them.
In response to Open On Sundays Sex Drabble Challenge
Title: The Last Time
Setting: BtVS Season 3
Rating: PG
It hadn't really been wrong. After all, they were two consenting adults, voodoo-ed chocolate notwithstanding. Of course, they could have chosen a more discreet location than the hood of a police car...
She didn't know how she was going to look Mr. Giles in the eye when she saw him next.
Still, it’d been... nice. It had been a long time and she missed the pleasures that men could provide. Suitors for middle-aged single mothers were few and far between and that fact of life wasn’t likely to change anytime soon.
Joyce sighed and wondered if she'd ever have sex again.
[A/N: Poor Joyce. She never did. :-( ]
Title: Night Visitor
Setting: Post-Chosen
Rating: PG
If he had to stare at this ceiling much longer, Robin thought, he was going to go crazy. It was night, but he wasn't tired - he'd slept enough. What else was there to do when confined to a hospital bed? He cursed the darkness and wished for daylight. At least he was allowed visitors in the afternoons.
A lithe figure slipped silently into his room and closed the door. Soft rustling noises followed and then she was climbing under the covers next to him. He felt the warmth of skin on skin and realised she was naked. "Surprise", Faith whispered.
Title: Why?
Setting: During Conversations With Dead People
Rating: PG
What goes through a man's head when he's dying?
“But there are so many things that I still want to do...”
“Please let my family know how much I love them.”
“I should have spent less time at work and more time with the kids.”
“I’m sorry, so sorry...”
“Was my life well-spent?”
“Why can’t I stay?”
“Not yet, please God no, not yet...”
There is only one thought in Jonathan’s head as he lies on the seal to the Hellmouth, his life spurting out from the stab wound in his belly.
“Why do I have to die a virgin?”
[A/N: I felt kind of bad making fun of poor Jonathan, but couldn't help myself. :-) 'Course he may not have been a virgin - he was living with twins briefly in S4's "Superstar" - but we'll pretend that didn't happen.]
Title: What’s In A Name?
Setting: BtVS S5
Rating: G
Buffy sat in the Magic Box, doodling, amusing herself by combining the names of couples.
Bangel – sounds like a bracelet. Or something you eat with cream cheese and lox.
Biley. Ruffy? Maybe not.
Xanya. Hey – that one’s pretty good.
Wara. Not so good. Better than Tillow, though.
Who else? Jiles. Yuck! Damn candy.
A crash followed by the sound of splintering glass startled her. Dawn had broken yet another crystal ball. The guilty look on Spike’s face meant that he’d had something to do with it too. Buffy looked back at her page.
Spawn. That worked. Monsters, both of them.
