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Ally «my eyes are on you yeah» ([info]kickawesome) wrote,
@ 2009-09-07 19:51:00

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Current mood: bouncy

[Fic] 30 Random Kisses (with bonuses!)


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30 Random Kisses
01. wind in your hair 02. sun on your face 03. the look in your eyes
04. in the snow 05. the way you walk 06. handwriting ; letter
07. orange sunset 08. you're good at what you do 09. body language
10. hands 11. in silk 12. you look handsome in a suit ; you look pretty in a dress
13. tangled in the sheets 14. while in the shower 15. amazing kiss
16. pretty in pink 17. sweet nothings ; soft whispering 18. in the rain
19. soft lips 20. jewelry 21. scent ; musk ; perfume ; cologne
22. flushed cheeks 23. asleep on the couch 24. intoxicating
25. singing voice 26. clear blue skies 27. first sunlight in the morning ; sunrise
28. the view from here ; vista 29. vibrant colors 30. i watch your back as you walk away
BONUSES
31. in the silence of the night 32. like a sculpture
33. the way you dance 34. never mine
35. underneath the willow tree 36. smiling face
37. notebook ; sketchbook 38. full hearted laugh ; you laugh with your whole body
39. even while you're sick 40. i can hear the beating of your heart

03. the look in your eyes
Pairing: Kingsley Shacklebolt/Greta Catchlove
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09. body language
Pairing: Mark Timms/Derek Dobbs
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14. while in the shower
Pairing: John/Matilda Mulciber
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Looking a fright, John arrives home to a squawk of, “Oh, no! No!” Matilda is darting at him before he can get both feet over the threshold. She fawns and generally behaves like a panicked ninny.

“Stop,” John futilely demands, It doesn’t come out as more than grave huff. He winces when Matilda makes another shrill noise. Eyes narrowing as anger bubbles up beneath the exhaustion, he roughly seizes her arms and gives her one good shake. “Stop this nonsense before you wake Johnathon.”

Matilda just hangs in his hands. There’s a mix of horror, pain, and confusion on her face. Her eyes are wild. She mouths soundless babble as tears shine in her eyes. John sighs heavily. She does have a reason to be upset. He looks like he’s been though a battle to the death. His robes are ragged and covered in a murky slop of sea water, sand, and blood. There’s dirt in his hair. Scratches and bruises cover his face and arms. There’s a burn and gash on his wand hand. He holds Matilda out at arm’s length to keep her from getting soiled.

“I’m fine,” he says evenly. “I’m fine, Matilda. Most of this isn’t even my blood. There were Aurors. We weren’t expecting there to be Aurors with them.” Matilda gasps a sob. John shakes his head slowly. “I’m fine. Honestly.”

He knows it’s coming when she whimpers, “Oh, John!” She throws herself against his aching chest when he releases her.

With his unmarred hand, he gently pets her hair. “I need to bathe,” he whispers. “We don’t want Johnathon to see this.”

Matilda hiccups as she reluctantly pulls away. She vigorously nods her head and gives a hard sniff. “I’m going with you,” she mumbles. “I want to see what you’ve done to yourself.”

John grimaces. He knows how horrible this is going to be. “I don’t think it’s a good idea.”

“I don’t care,” Matilda says sharply.

“All right,” he replies with a sigh.

John takes her hand and leads them to their washroom. The lights pop on as soon as they enter the room. With Matilda’s help, John peels off what remains of his robes and underclothing. Matilda gasps with each new wound that’s uncovered. It hurts John to see her so upset. He realizes that he should have went to a safe house to clean-up before returning home, but honestly, he’s not even sure which houses are safe anymore.
16. pretty in pink
Pairing: Rafe/Erin Kirke
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17. sweet nothings ; soft whispering
Pairing: John/Matilda Mulciber
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18. in the rain
Pairing: Darren Quigg/Devin Kirke
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20. jewelry
Pairing: Jonas Ackerly/Kobe Catchlove
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21. scent ; musk ; perfume ; cologne
Pairing: Rafe/Erin Kirke
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23. asleep on the couch
Pairing: Elphias/Phoebe Doge
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24. intoxicating
Pairing: Prisca Pucey/Grail Yates
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30. i watch your back as you walk away
Pairing: Jonas Ackerly/Kobe Catchlove
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31. in the silence of the night
Pairing: Mortimer Dodderidge/Malcolm Brown
Word Count: 697
Rating: PG-13
Pain slams through Mortimer's abdomen as the right-half of his torso is impaled, leaving him mangled and for dead. He cries out, but it's lost in the thunder and crunch of the world collapsing. The shock paralyzes him. He strains to breathe as he stares up at the gaping expanse of nothingness where a staircase used to be. Black spots begin to cloud the corners of his vision as the dizziness overtakes him. He knows he needs to move, but futilely screams, again, when he attempts to do so.

Suddenly, there are hands on him. He's startled by the touch. He expected to lay there much longer before the Mediwizards reached him.

Morty rouses with a shaky breath. The hands on his shoulders grip and pat him gently. He can barely hear Malcolm's voice whispering his name over the ringing of his ears. Slowly, Mortimer's eyes bat open. The room is dark and cool. He gets a chill from the sweat on his back. Hissing a breath, he puts a palm to the scar on his side. The nightmares always make it hurt.

"Malcolm?" Morty's voice is near-frog level of croaking. It's dry and cracked, and a little delirious.

Warmth of a body moves closer. Morty's eyes flutter closed as the sheets are pulled up around him. Malcolm whispers some hushing coos, which Morty would feel patronized by if he wasn't so tired from the fit in his sleep.

Malcolm's fingers brush over the stubble on Morty's cheek. "I'm here, love," Malcolm says thickly. He cups Morty's jaw. "You had a nightmare."

"I know," Morty hollowly replies. "I've been having them since that day."

Two hands are now on his face. "You could have told me."

"I didn't want you to worry."

"I was already worried."

Morty sighs in defeat. He reaches out to put his palm to Malcolm's bare chest, which he braces against as he adds, "It still hurts." He feels Malcolm swallow.

"Let me get you something."

When Malcolm begins to move, Mortimer rolls to his side to possessively grips at Malcolm's bicep and tug. "Stay," he says sternly. "I don't -- I don't want you to go anywhere."

"All right." Malcolm settles back down. "I just want to help."

Morty winces. "I know." He pauses to slowly nod before sidling his body close enough to Malcolm's that their chests are grazing. Morty drapes an arm around Malcolm's waist. "I know. I'm sorry I'm being such a git."

"Hush," Malcolm huffs. He brushes his fingers through Mortimer's oily locks. It sends a warm, loved feeling through Morty. "Do you think I care if you're grumpy? Well, the answer is 'no.'"

A small, sheepish smile crosses Morty's face. He ducks his eyes. "I guess I'll shut up, then."

When Malcolm kisses him, Morty can feel the mutual spike in their heart rates. He nuzzles his face closer until their foreheads are touching. Malcolm pulls one more kiss out of him before pausing hesitantly. Morty scratches his fingers against Malcolm's lower back as he quietly breathes. There is more he wants to say to Malcolm, but he's too tired for it -- he just wants to snog.

Morty drags Malcolm's lower lip into his mouth to suck and nibble upon. Malcolm's fingers tense in his hair; Morty pushes forward. He drops his jaw and rolls his tongue into Malcolm's mouth. They each embrace the other (Malcolm's hold is more gentle than Morty's) as the kiss deepens. He kneads and massages Malcolm's hips and arse. The thrill of his easily awakened arousal sends a tingly buzz through him, which also harps on the ache in his side.

Morty breaks the kiss to stutter a breath in pain. Malcolm frowns against his cheek and brushes swollen lips across his temple. As shivers rock through Morty, Malcolm simply holds on to him and they ride them out. The pain eventually dulls and Morty is able to breathe, again. Grateful and slightly ashamed, he makes no protest when Malcolm kisses him softly before slipping away. Morty pulls the covers closer as he waits for Malcolm to return with a pain relieving tonic. Maybe, he will get some sleep tonight, after all.
34. never mine
Pairing: Conall Magennis/Savannah Davies
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39. even while you're sick
Pairing: Brand/Julie Kirke
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40. i can hear the beating of your heart
Pairing: Elphias/Phoebe Doge
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