Thursday: 100 Words

[mahmfic.livejournal.com]

It's Thursday! I'm mahmfic if you have forgotten. Today's lovely theme is 100 Words. The prompt can be whatever you'd like but the fill must be 100 words only.

Rules:
No more than three prompts to a single fandom
No more than five prompts at a time
No spoilers in the prompts and if your fill has spoilers, please warn and and leave at least three spaces

Format:
Fandom, Character, Prompt
Fandom, Character/Character, Prompt

Examples:
Torchwood, Ianto + Tosh, bonding over coffee
Phineas and Ferb, Doofenshmirtz, nothing ever gets him down

If you don't like today's theme, look at the lonely prompts.

Enjoy!

tag=100words

Comments

Re: Fill (PG)

[orlidepp.livejournal.com]

I find I like Eliot's manhandling ways, too. :-) I'm glad you enjoyed the drabble!

Hope this is allowed . . .

But, hey, it was requested, so I shouldn't get into too much trouble, right? Right? LOL

"Shut it off," he growls, but still Hardison ignores him and continues playing his loud and silly video games. For the life of him, Eliot can't understand the hacker's love of the war games. Life is too often war as it is, and too much real blood is spilled for him to ever be able to enjoy causing fake blood to flow like a crimson river on a television.

Besides, he's got other plans for the night, and Alec's video games are just getting in the way. With another growl of frustration, Eliot raises from his lover's bed, marches into his living room, and grabs him. "Hey!" Alec shouts, but Eliot ignores his protests as he carries him back to bed. He doesn't slow even as he hears the controller's cord snap.

Nothing pauses the hitter until he gets his man to their bed. There, he lays him down and climbs immediately over the top of him. He lays a finger against Alec's mouth, startling him into hushing his protests for a moment. "Trust me," he says, his deep voice rumbling almost like a big cat's purr, "what happens in this bed is way better than any game you'll ever play."

"Who says this isn't a game?" Alec teases, finally forgetting his other game as Eliot leans in closer.

"If it is," Eliot replies throatily, "it's the best damn game ever." Their passionate kisses do carry the guys into another world, a world full of passion and love where no blood is spilled and war, at last, is forgotten.

Re: Fill (PG)

[daria234.livejournal.com]

OOOH I love this one too!! Thanks so much for sharing it. Each one stands on its own so I'm glad I got to read both. I love Eliot's thoughts on war games not being real and not being anything to think is light fun.

Re: Fill (PG)

[orlidepp.livejournal.com]

Thanks, I'm glad you liked them so well! :-)