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Amara Tanith ([personal profile] aftanith) wrote2015-12-21 05:55 am
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29 Days of Smut 2016

A self-imposed challenge of my own creation, running from February 1, 2016 to February 29, 2016. I only plan to start these stories (producing around a thousand words for each), not to finish them within the month.

 
1.[100moods] 92. Surprised | Sparrow x Frost, last-name basis2.[15pairings] look who's on top | top!Simon x Frost not during groupsex3.[50harlequins] Spoiled Rich Girl and Poor Boy | Circle!Sparrow x Victor!Frost4.Alduin x F!DB x M!DB, corruption & Shout!Sex5.[15pairings] indecent exposure | Galen x Frost, seduction
6.Avery x Rylan x Jackson, dubcon & sex pollen7.Caderyn catches Charon x Adrasteia8.[15pairings] men | Simon x Sam, first time9.[citrus-taste | Kinkier Table] 44. masturbation | Sparrow x Frost10.[alphabetasoup] Hades | Sparrow x Frost
11.Dark!Hera x everyone AU12.demon!Rylan x Avery x Ion, dubcon (Susanne & Myles Die AU)13.Dom!M!Dragonborn x slave!Ancano x slave!Ondolemar, mindbreak14.Domme!Esmeralda x slave!Scorpius x slave!Octavius, noncon & mindbreak15.Dom!Sigurd x slave!Charon x slave!Caderyn x slave!Zephyrus (+ Adrasteia)
16.[citrus-taste] K-2. table | Sparrow x Simon x Nadia17.[citrus-taste] 26. harems | Harem/Parabellum Crossover18.[paranormal25] 23. writer's choice, tentacles19.Malene x Ancano, fantasy AU & arranged marriage20.[Maze of Fiends] Mate or Die AU
21.M!DB x M!Werewolf, hentai physiology & urethral penetration22.[over-look] play dead | Izzy x Octavian, necrophilia roleplay23.[smut-69] oil | Sparrow x Frost24.[smut-69] orgy | Sparrow x Frost x Simon x Nadia x Loretta x Izzy25.[lover100] S-61. secret | Sparrow x Frost
26.[lover-100] S-27. threesome | Sparrow x Frost x Galen27.[citrus-taste] K-47. in public | Sparrow x Frost x Galen28.Zevran x Lyna x King!Alistair, roleplay/raceplay #129.Zevran x Lyna x King!Alistair, roleplay/raceplay #2
 









 

Ride [2/?]

[identity profile] norienchronicle.livejournal.com 2016-03-17 02:12 am (UTC)(link)
At the moment, the three of them had seated themselves on one of the small black couches in one of the dark corners of the Theatre, still quite visible to anyone who wanted to look but far enough out of the way that at least they weren't purposefully inviting attention. It was a tiny piece of furniture, of course, just barely big enough for the three of them to squeeze themselves into side by side, and Sparrow had no doubt that was one of the reasons Frost always steered them directly toward it; it had been intimately close enough back when it'd been just Frost and herself sitting there, so now that Galen was there, any delusions of trying to maintain anything resembling a respectable distance had been quickly abandoned. The two men, of course, seemed wholly satisfied with that arrangement.

Truth be told, Sparrow didn't mind it these days herself.

This time, Frost was sitting in the center, Sparrow and Galen on opposite sides of him, pressed in close against him on the little couch; Galen was practically in his lap already, Frost's left arm around his waist while his left was draped over Sparrow's shoulders. They were talking quietly to one another, probably flirting, but Sparrow had long since zoned out of the conversation; her attention remained on the people around them, watching speculatively as furtive glances continued to turn in their direction.

While it had been a few weeks since the relationship had become more or less official--in the sense that Sparrow was at least willing to cop to it in public--whatever rumors had surely started up in the meantime had yet to reach her, with perhaps the exception of a few underhanded comments from Loretta. So what the Circle thought of them--what this continued, silent attention meant--she wasn't entirely sure.

With Simon and Nadia, at least, Sparrow had been fairly sure she knew exactly what the Circle thought was going on between the four of them, and as far as it mattered, they were just about right. Simon had been brought in as a way to appease Sparrow, and Nadia, of course, had been there to appease him; Sparrow doubted there was anyone in the Circle who thought otherwise.

Galen, though, was a different story entirely. Everyone in this room had certainly seen what had been going on before the relationship actually came to light, and there was no mistaking that he'd been pursuing Frost, not her. Not that it hadn't worked out in her favor, of course; Galen had more than warmed up to her lately, and she to him. But these people had no way of knowing that, and so there was a part of Sparrow that fairly convinced that the Circle was under the impression--and not without reason--that this was what Frost wanted, not her. That he was more or less pulling something over on her, having his cake and eating it, too, in the sense that he'd gotten both the wife he'd wanted and a pretty young lover on the side.

...which, she supposed, he had, but not quite the way it sounded.

Sparrow glanced back over at the two of them, and Frost seemed to sense her eyes on him; he turned to her, the faintest hint of concerned curiosity in his expression, and when Galen paused, either hoping for Frost to respond or realizing that he was no longer paying attention, Frost asked, "Is something wrong, love?"

She offered him a tiny smile. "No, nothing."

"Bored?" Galen asked. "Because if so, I wouldn't mind heading upstairs." His lips quirked into a suggestive little smirk. "Alternately, we don't have to go upstairs."

Between them, Frost scoffed quietly, and the faintest hint of disappointment passed over Galen's face. Sparrow surveyed his expression, surprised to find herself actually considering the idea. "Seriously?" she asked, a single brow raised. "Here?"

His gaze centered upon her, abandoning interest in Frost for the moment; no doubt he realized that with Frost apparently have turned down his proposition out of hand, Sparrow was the one he should focus his efforts on convincing. Whatever was between Frost and Galen these days, they all knew Sparrow remained the only one with the power to make Frost change his mind.

"Right here."