ext_82999 ([identity profile] elley1017.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] popslash_lollipops2004-04-15 02:48 am
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Don't ask......

How about a JC/female camping ficlet? Chilly spring night in the dark woods with campside fires, sticky fingers from melted marshmellows, coyotes/other nature sounds in the background type of things.

[identity profile] underneathatree.livejournal.com 2004-04-15 04:27 pm (UTC)(link)
no need to ask, it sounds heavenly.... got a teeny gleen of something, so it'll be up later, but for now. Where did you get the picture in your icon? I don't think I've ever seen it!

[identity profile] paperdollkisses.livejournal.com 2004-05-03 12:11 pm (UTC)(link)
Hello, You didn't specify sex or not. But you got it anyway. LOL.

She laughed with him, their voices echoing in the dark wilderness. “The marshmallows are supposed to melt not burn.”

JC pulled her back against him. Taking one of her hands in his and bringing it to his mouth. “I like my marshmallows well done.” he murmured as he licked the sticky mess off of her fingers.

She took a deep breath and leaned back against him, content in his arms. The night air was a bit chilly but the fire was burning bright and warm in front of them. “It’s so nice to be here. Just you and me.” she turned her head and pressed a kiss to his jaw.

“And the ants, and squirrels, and birds, and snakes.” His chest shook a little as he tried not to laugh.

“Lion’s and tigers and bears... oh my.” she giggled and shifted more comfortably on the hard ground.

JC’s mouth grazed her neck, brushing her hair out of the way. “Just me and my baby.” he hummed. Feeling at peace with the world at the moment.

El smiled. “My baby and me.” She tilted her head to the side and allowed him better access to her skin.

His hands slid over her shoulders and down her arms. Fingers linking together as he wraps both their arms around her. They sit that way for a long time, drinking in the quiet natural noises of the night. The absolute solitude broken only by the occasional call of a bird. The gentle running water of the river and the crackling of the fire lulling her into a light drowsy state of being.

JC’s hand released hers and he slid them slowly across her abdomen, shifting them both so they were more lounged against the camping chair behind them. El murmured quietly and settled down again. The warmth of his body as soothing as the way his fingers were drawing circles on her skin. She nuzzled her head against his chest in response. JC enjoyed the way her body lay against his, fitting his long legs on either side of hers as his fingers traced the waistband of her sweat pants.

Slipping them underneath the band and down under her panties he played lightly with the warm flesh there. Tugging gently on the tight curls between her legs before sliding a finger between the moist folds. El shifted again, legs spreading to allow his hand room to play. Her hips starting to lift and breath grow uneven as he rubbed on the sensitive pad of flesh there. Own hands moving restlessly over her stomach as the desire built at his touch. JC’s mouth moving over her neck again, fingers slipping as she became wetter. Her head tossed restlessly on his chest as her hips moved in erratic motions before finding a suitable rhythm. Her breath gasped out in a harsh cry as she came. Body twitching and trembling as he removed his hand and wrapped around her. The sounds of the night returning to sooth.

[identity profile] paperdollkisses.livejournal.com 2004-05-03 03:30 pm (UTC)(link)
lol, you are welcome. As soon as I read the request all I could think of was the sex scene.