Happy Birthday Stoney!

:;tosses sparkles in the air with a lavish hand:; It's the birthday of a very special, very funny and bright person: stoney321.

Have a wonderful day; you really deserve it! :;much love and hugs::

Happy Birthday Disgracelands!

Today is the birthday of one of my best LJ friends who has really made this place special for me and been there so often when I've needed a shoulder to cry on or someone to be bitchy with.

Have a fantabulous birthday disgracelands and here's a Wes/Faith spanking drabble just for you that I actually did research for!

:;much love::


Count on It


"It's a very old tradition, you know."

His hand strokes her bared skin; she whimpers, but he's caught up in lecturing her.

"One for each year of your life…you'll hardly notice that many. Then one to grow on, to live on, one to eat on, be happy on… one to marry on."

"Never been good at math, Wes."

He smiles and pats her arse with an indulgent hand. "No? I am." He traces the enticingly shadowed cleft and decides not to mention that it was also done to soften the body for the tomb.

It's her happy day, after all.

Randomosity

I've just spent an hour updating my webpage. It gets me all anxious sometimes; I've got a dozen windows open and I'm uploading this, linking that... gah! All done now, though.

Which means I've got to track down the YSI links to the two vids I added and point them at the webpage. :;rolls up sleeves with a resigned sigh:;

I also finished watching The Sentinel 2.03. The one with the flashbacks to Jim fresh out of Vice with the moustache, the outfit, and the earring.

And the partner who wants him to take the earring out in case people get the wrong idea. Well, I know what idea I got, but I'm not sure it was the wrong one...

Drabble 'Hard Drive' Jack/Daniel

I get itchy and irritable when I don't write and I haven't been much. So I did this in about three minutes flat and I feel better now.

The cider and chips helped, too...

Hard Drive

Filth. Smut. Porn. Depraved and kinky. Daniel's hard drive, once Jack works his way through a number of increasingly unlikely passwords and gets to 'jgoaway' by a flash of insight he'll later swear was God-given, is an eye-opener.

It's not the images and words alone that arouse him; it's the illicit peeking. But Daniel had to know he'd find this; in fact, he'd probably arranged it as an admonitory rap on the knuckles for anyone (Jack) who snooped.

It's four minutes in before Jack realises there isn't a woman in sight.

Five when his hand slips down to his lap.