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DPP: Kissing
Hi everyone! You know me and I know most of you, so let's get started! I think everyone agrees that pilot kisses are hot and gorgeous and bring everything from comfort to passion. So for today's DPP, I'm going to ask you to write a kiss. Just a kiss. Any kind of kiss. I want to see WHY pilot kisses are so amazing, what they mean and how they send us into fits of delightful squee or maybe a tear for the sweetness of it all.
teasing kisses happy kisses friendly kisses of longing and desperation thank-god-you-are-alive kisses face-touching kisses rough and raw kisses that mean everything kisses that mean nothing angsty kisses teasing kisses that promise more tender kisses with a hint of passion kisses of regret and apology kisses congratulations kisses stolen kisses long and luxurious kisses...
You see the possibilities. Go forth and write me a kiss. *mwah*
(And for those who are not writers, how about contributing a little GIF inspiration? Or maybe a prompt or two?)
Hold Me Down
A shift starts in the sky, a crack that threatens to splits the heavens open. Her stomach sinks and turns like she’s been hit by an extra g-force coming out of the launch tubes. She almost lurches except for his hands, Lee’s hands. Potential coils in her limbs, tingling until Kara thinks she’s going to burst into nothing, everything.
Then she meets his eyes, bluer than the sky, more real than anything she can imagine. A gasp escapes her mouth as his lips touch hers. Gingerly at first but soon sucking and slanting. His breathe fills her, replacing her erosion. Lee Adama is holding her up, pulling her back together. He is the magnetic force that tethers her soul into orbit. When their lips part, Kara closes her eyes. Fear and failure lodge in her heart. She doesn’t want to see anymore.
But Lee continues to press lips on her forehead, her temple, her cheek as the smell even as the cold of the Galactica brig pushes through the fresh breeze, the bright colors of a new world. She doesn’t know where or when she is only that she’s sinking fast. Her head is pounding, her gut a whirlpool hauling her back, down and away. She’s surrounded by gray, seized only by his forehead resting on hers. Panic rises until he pulls her into a hug and whispers the only words that mean a damn, “I believe you, Kara Thrace.”
She can’t say anything back, but Kara feels her muscles fall, her body lean and her tears flow. Lee catches her and kisses her in that spot just under her ear. It’s like he’s still speaking. Words she can’t hear. Words that maybe don’t exist but they mend the rift in her. Lee Adama doesn’t just believe her, and buried in her shoulder she smiles.
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It changed, radically in the middle so I'm glad it worked. *blush*
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Potential coils in her limbs, tingling until Kara thinks she’s going to burst into nothing, everything.
Great job!
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this forever!!!!
cheers.
--Lex
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