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kh_drabble2005-07-10 11:44 pm
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Challenge: Tragedy
Title: Not Really
Word Count: 100
(anything else): This is absolutely awful. You stand forewarned for the awfulness. I should probably get some sleep, but I just had to try and see if I could do a semi-happy, really PWP drabble with "tragedy." I've tried before to get that perfectly awkward sort of dialogue down, but never with SxR/RxS before. I don't think it worked as well in this case...
“It took all this time to find you. I’m beginning to wonder if we’ll ever get home again.”
“That would be such a tragedy.” He didn’t sound particularly distressed by the idea, despite his words.
“Mmmn. That tickles, Riku.” Hot breath on tender skin felt sharp, real.
“Don’t squirm, it took me this long to find you, and now you want to get away?” So much more real than nights of pleasant dreams could ever be.
“Do you think we’ll ever see the islands again? My mom?” Riku’s only reply was a quiet grunt. Sora hadn’t expected an answer anyway.
Title: Not Really
Word Count: 100
(anything else): This is absolutely awful. You stand forewarned for the awfulness. I should probably get some sleep, but I just had to try and see if I could do a semi-happy, really PWP drabble with "tragedy." I've tried before to get that perfectly awkward sort of dialogue down, but never with SxR/RxS before. I don't think it worked as well in this case...
“It took all this time to find you. I’m beginning to wonder if we’ll ever get home again.”
“That would be such a tragedy.” He didn’t sound particularly distressed by the idea, despite his words.
“Mmmn. That tickles, Riku.” Hot breath on tender skin felt sharp, real.
“Don’t squirm, it took me this long to find you, and now you want to get away?” So much more real than nights of pleasant dreams could ever be.
“Do you think we’ll ever see the islands again? My mom?” Riku’s only reply was a quiet grunt. Sora hadn’t expected an answer anyway.
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