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Passion
Wes/Lindsey
The passion of their lovemaking was hot. Like molten flame. And late at night, while his lover lay sleeping Lindsey would stay awake to gaze at the sleeping face of his love. Such passion contained in such a slight, nondescript form. It hurt sometimes, thinking of Wes and his passion. Lindsey knew from experience what passion cost; ‘an arm and a leg’ he would murmur in the darkness. It had cost him a hand which yes had been replaced but it had cost him his innocence as well. Gradually passion hardened you, molding you in the heat of it’s flames.
A Rock
Giles/Xander if you squint a little
Xander was solid like a rock. He was the keystone to the scoobies and while no one said it out loud they all knew it in their hearts. He had tracked Buffy down and confronted her with being a Slayer, and then supported her through the entire mess. He loved Willow, like a sister, and grounded her in her fits of fancy and magic. With Giles he was many things, a son, a mirror maybe, and also a ghost. Xander showed Giles’ his faults, managed to fall into every hole Giles himself had, unlike the Watcher Xander pulled himself up.
Water
Spike/Xander
Kitten comes back for yet another torried drabble! (Check out others in my memories!)
Kitten writhed like water under him, quick and slippery and something that Spike could not quite get a grip on. After that failed attempt at running away Spike had believed Kitten as nutty as Drusilla but it took a month for Kitten to get back to fighting him. Here though, in bed, Spike held the reins. Kitten was tied down and secured and spread for his master as open and pliant as he would ever be. Then Spike would play, and tease and mock and made Kitten writhe in unwanted pleasure. Kitten was water but could not escape Spike’s hold.
Wings
Er... hope this works. Air kinda.
*Noone* is allowed to hurt me for writing Digimon slash! It's not my fault! *Ria* is supposed to make sure I don't do stuff like this!
Kaizer/Takeru
Takeru could fly. On his Pegasusmon the Digidestined of hope soared over the digital world. The Digimon Kaizer hated him for that, hated that the blonde had such freedom. The Kaizer himself often flew when arriving at battles with the digidestined and it was the only time he allowed himself to remember that he was Ken, Ken Ichouji and not just the Digimon Kaizer. He hated that Takeru shared his freedom, though he did not even notice that Hikari shared it too, as he watched more surveillance of the lighthearted blonde Ken swore to take away his freedom, his wings.
Water/Air/Fire
Teen Titans (comics)
Tim/Kon/Bart
Tim was water, all that fluid energy bottled up into one lean form, Kon-el was air, rather absent minded but sympathetic once you got through his thick skull, Bart was fire, a rapid burning heat, the thirst for knowledge and simply *more* burning deep inside of him. They had no Earth to ground them, though they had many offers, they dealt with their faults in a way simply all their own. Tim kept Kon from saying incredibly stupid things, and Kon kept Bart from running away from his problems and Bart kept Tim from thinking over analyzing everything about him.
Fiery
Syaoran/Eriol
Again- don't kill me I have a competition this morning
Helps if you've seen Cardcaptors
Syaoran, Li, Xiao-Lang… his love had so many different names. He was a descendant of Clow Reed, so in essence what Eriol did was incest. Eriol didn’t see it that way. He wanted his fiery love all to himself and the everyone else could piss off. And his fox was fiery, the fire or his power, strength, and loyalty burned sharp in his eyes. Even when Syaoran had been starting out on magic he had used fire, little cantrips true, but fire nonetheless. Even his hair held hints of red and gold, making it a fiery auburn in dim light.
Wes/Lindsey
The passion of their lovemaking was hot. Like molten flame. And late at night, while his lover lay sleeping Lindsey would stay awake to gaze at the sleeping face of his love. Such passion contained in such a slight, nondescript form. It hurt sometimes, thinking of Wes and his passion. Lindsey knew from experience what passion cost; ‘an arm and a leg’ he would murmur in the darkness. It had cost him a hand which yes had been replaced but it had cost him his innocence as well. Gradually passion hardened you, molding you in the heat of it’s flames.
A Rock
Giles/Xander if you squint a little
Xander was solid like a rock. He was the keystone to the scoobies and while no one said it out loud they all knew it in their hearts. He had tracked Buffy down and confronted her with being a Slayer, and then supported her through the entire mess. He loved Willow, like a sister, and grounded her in her fits of fancy and magic. With Giles he was many things, a son, a mirror maybe, and also a ghost. Xander showed Giles’ his faults, managed to fall into every hole Giles himself had, unlike the Watcher Xander pulled himself up.
Water
Spike/Xander
Kitten comes back for yet another torried drabble! (Check out others in my memories!)
Kitten writhed like water under him, quick and slippery and something that Spike could not quite get a grip on. After that failed attempt at running away Spike had believed Kitten as nutty as Drusilla but it took a month for Kitten to get back to fighting him. Here though, in bed, Spike held the reins. Kitten was tied down and secured and spread for his master as open and pliant as he would ever be. Then Spike would play, and tease and mock and made Kitten writhe in unwanted pleasure. Kitten was water but could not escape Spike’s hold.
Wings
Er... hope this works. Air kinda.
*Noone* is allowed to hurt me for writing Digimon slash! It's not my fault! *Ria* is supposed to make sure I don't do stuff like this!
Kaizer/Takeru
Takeru could fly. On his Pegasusmon the Digidestined of hope soared over the digital world. The Digimon Kaizer hated him for that, hated that the blonde had such freedom. The Kaizer himself often flew when arriving at battles with the digidestined and it was the only time he allowed himself to remember that he was Ken, Ken Ichouji and not just the Digimon Kaizer. He hated that Takeru shared his freedom, though he did not even notice that Hikari shared it too, as he watched more surveillance of the lighthearted blonde Ken swore to take away his freedom, his wings.
Water/Air/Fire
Teen Titans (comics)
Tim/Kon/Bart
Tim was water, all that fluid energy bottled up into one lean form, Kon-el was air, rather absent minded but sympathetic once you got through his thick skull, Bart was fire, a rapid burning heat, the thirst for knowledge and simply *more* burning deep inside of him. They had no Earth to ground them, though they had many offers, they dealt with their faults in a way simply all their own. Tim kept Kon from saying incredibly stupid things, and Kon kept Bart from running away from his problems and Bart kept Tim from thinking over analyzing everything about him.
Fiery
Syaoran/Eriol
Again- don't kill me I have a competition this morning
Helps if you've seen Cardcaptors
Syaoran, Li, Xiao-Lang… his love had so many different names. He was a descendant of Clow Reed, so in essence what Eriol did was incest. Eriol didn’t see it that way. He wanted his fiery love all to himself and the everyone else could piss off. And his fox was fiery, the fire or his power, strength, and loyalty burned sharp in his eyes. Even when Syaoran had been starting out on magic he had used fire, little cantrips true, but fire nonetheless. Even his hair held hints of red and gold, making it a fiery auburn in dim light.