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Drabble Tree Time!
Aug. 19th, 2010 06:44 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
laurenthemselfIf you haven't done the drabble tree thing before, someone posts a drabble (a 100-word ficlet) and then in comments people posts new drabbles, using a line (or part thereof) from the previous drabble in their drabble.
This one is unthemed, I just felt like starting one. The last one we did is here (am searching for other examples to tag as well).
He could never remember who’d reached for whom first. His hand had made contact with Rimmer’s hard-light form, touching his side through that stupid blue jacket; Rimmer’s hand had closed on his shoulder, squeezing hard, and they’d given each other a look of disbelief. This opened up a whole world of things that had previously been impossible.
They’d lost no time in trying out several of those things that night. Drowsing with his arm draped across Rimmer’s bare chest, half-open eyes focused on the silly grin on the hologram’s face, Lister understood: all they’d both needed was a good shag.
This one is unthemed, I just felt like starting one. The last one we did is here (am searching for other examples to tag as well).
He could never remember who’d reached for whom first. His hand had made contact with Rimmer’s hard-light form, touching his side through that stupid blue jacket; Rimmer’s hand had closed on his shoulder, squeezing hard, and they’d given each other a look of disbelief. This opened up a whole world of things that had previously been impossible.
They’d lost no time in trying out several of those things that night. Drowsing with his arm draped across Rimmer’s bare chest, half-open eyes focused on the silly grin on the hologram’s face, Lister understood: all they’d both needed was a good shag.
