kassidy62: nightwing (HYENA)
[personal profile] kassidy62
Each Sunday, post six sentences from a writing project — published, submitted, in progress, for your cat — whatever.

Mal sat in the mud at the bottom of the well, the damp dirt wall at his back, head up and eyes on the darkening circle of sky above. He heard the the rush and rhythm of Zach's blood moving through his heart; listened to the soft shushing of Zach's steps over the grass. Away from Mal.

No. He fought with the need to move, feeling his thigh and calf muscles tighten and thrum. Reaching behind him, he dug fingers into the clay soil at his back, anchoring himself. The fear of hurting Zach terrified him, eclipsing everything else. He wouldn't yield to the wolf, not until the sounds and the smells (musk, sweat, warmth, fear, and something else low and hot and open, throbbing like a wound, or orgasm--all distinct but together becoming more) disappeared and he knew Zach was safe. 

Date: 2013-03-04 01:33 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tipitiwitchet.livejournal.com
So pretty! I haven't read this part before. It's lovely!
And I love your hyena : )

Date: 2013-03-04 01:59 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kassidy62.livejournal.com
It's a small section from Mal's pov I hadn't sent yet because it's very fragmented. yay, you like! do you know how long it takes your bestie to get her words in enough order to make those sentences? sheesh.

returning the compliment, I like your tentacles icon. because tentacles!

March 2021

S M T W T F S
 123456
78910111213
14151617181920
21 222324252627
28293031   

Most Popular Tags

Style Credit

Expand Cut Tags

No cut tags
Page generated May. 30th, 2025 12:34 pm
Powered by Dreamwidth Studios