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driftfleet2015-08-20 10:10 pm
pirasea) wrote in driftfleet2015-08-20 10:10 pm
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Who: Isabela and lovers of smutty filth
Broadcast: Yes!
Action: SS Huntress
When: Now.
[Isabela is holding an extremely classy looking novel with a woman tenderly kissing a shirtless, kilted man on the cover.]
My dear friend Fenris has been kind enough to lend this to me, so since it's been a while since anyone read extracts from one of his books here I thought I'd share part of it with all of you.
[Just let her flick to a part that's actually somewhat interesting...]
She felt Donal's thighs flexing against her own as he guided the horse on a path through the woods, and the scent of the man, even though she was currently a woman and not a wulver, made her salivate. Her whole body seemed to want to melt against his on the saddle, as if the motion of the horse could drive them together and make them one.
He didn't have to tell her to hang on- but she did. She hung onto him as if he were her second skin, as if she could crawl inside him. She clung to him, trembling, not understanding her own feelings at this closeness, at the way they moved together on the saddle.
Kirsten thought she felt him chuckle at the way her fingers locked feverishly around his waist, at the way she clutched him between her legs, and wondered if he knew she was bare and exposed beneath her plaid.
Because Donal MacFalon seemed determined to give her the ride of her life...
[She flicks it shut, though keeps her page marked with a finger]
I haven't even got to the good parts yet, but honestly if that's just riding the horse I can't wait until it gets to the part where she rides him.
I'm not sure if the fact I can't stop picturing Donal as Sebastian makes this book better or worse.
[Spoiler, it almost makes her wish he was here just so she can tell him the hero of a smutty book reminds her of him.]
Broadcast: Yes!
Action: SS Huntress
When: Now.
[Isabela is holding an extremely classy looking novel with a woman tenderly kissing a shirtless, kilted man on the cover.]
My dear friend Fenris has been kind enough to lend this to me, so since it's been a while since anyone read extracts from one of his books here I thought I'd share part of it with all of you.
[Just let her flick to a part that's actually somewhat interesting...]
She felt Donal's thighs flexing against her own as he guided the horse on a path through the woods, and the scent of the man, even though she was currently a woman and not a wulver, made her salivate. Her whole body seemed to want to melt against his on the saddle, as if the motion of the horse could drive them together and make them one.
He didn't have to tell her to hang on- but she did. She hung onto him as if he were her second skin, as if she could crawl inside him. She clung to him, trembling, not understanding her own feelings at this closeness, at the way they moved together on the saddle.
Kirsten thought she felt him chuckle at the way her fingers locked feverishly around his waist, at the way she clutched him between her legs, and wondered if he knew she was bare and exposed beneath her plaid.
Because Donal MacFalon seemed determined to give her the ride of her life...
[She flicks it shut, though keeps her page marked with a finger]
I haven't even got to the good parts yet, but honestly if that's just riding the horse I can't wait until it gets to the part where she rides him.
I'm not sure if the fact I can't stop picturing Donal as Sebastian makes this book better or worse.
[Spoiler, it almost makes her wish he was here just so she can tell him the hero of a smutty book reminds her of him.]
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[Please, Fenris. She knows the difference. She just doesn't have much respect for it. She takes a moment to read a paragraph quickly through in her head in Sebastian's voice, grin widening as she does so.]
I will now. Can you imagine the blush he'd have reading this?
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So that is how you define it.
Blush? I imagine he would probably have some sort of seizure.
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Do you? [Isabela, you probably shouldn't sound intrigued by inducing seizures.] I've always wondered what it would be like to get him that flustered.
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You mean you never succeeded in flustering him yourself? Tsk, Isabela, you're losing your touch.
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[So he's right, she is losing her touch.]
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[He has faith in her. ]
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I suppose I'll just have to hope whoever decides who ends up here starts to think he might make good viewing.
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[He loves his weirdass found family, it's not the same without all of them hanging around, wrecking other people's shit.]
He would probably set up a chantry.
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[Because that would probably also be among his top priorities.]
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[With barely constrained delight.]
I would bet he would push Anders out of the airlock.
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He may be less preachy, but he is in no way less obnoxious.
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