Song drabble meme

[misanagi]

From merith and lil_1337

Choose a number between 1 and 2488. Comment with that number and a fandom (one you know I know would be good!), and I will write a drabble based on the corresponding song in my playlist.

I don't know how soon I can have them but I'll write them for you if you want to play ^-^

Comments

[misanagi.livejournal.com]

Green Onions - Booker T. & the M.G.s (http://mt12.quickshareit.com/share/audio/greenonions39ac3.mp3)

The cigar let a thin line of smoke float into the night air. It curled and then disappeared, moving almost to the sound of a silent tune. Heero's eyes followed down the smoke, to the cigar and the long fingers holding it.

Duo took a slow drag, too aware that he was being watched. He parted his lips and exhaled. He brought his hand down and tipped the cigar, watching the ashes drop to the floor.

Heero put his hand over Duo's and caught the cigar between his index and middle finger. He pried it away from Duo's hand and brought it slowly to his own lips.

Duo held his breath, his eyes fixed on Heero's mouth, watching, expecting.

The cigar fell on the floor, forgotten and their lips met. Heero nibbled on a lower lip and Duo curled his fingers on the edge of Heero's shirt.

"You don't know what you do to me," Heero whispered, his voice hoarse.

"Yeah." Duo licked his lips and pulled Heero to him, "I do."

[merith.livejournal.com]

oooh... oh mis! i like this a lot. it makes me think of other things.

you know, like when a cigar isn't just a cigar.

*snugs*

thank you so much for writing it for me!

[misanagi.livejournal.com]

*grins* That's good then. I'm glad that you liked it ^-^

[sharona1x2.livejournal.com]

I wonder if they know what they do to ME? ^____^ That was very nice (and like Merith said, suggestive).

[misanagi.livejournal.com]

Thanks! I'm very glad that you liked it!

[tyreling.livejournal.com]

<333 I love the opening part. Really lovely~!

[misanagi.livejournal.com]

Thanks. I went with the feeling of the song here and that first image was the kind of vision it evoked the moment I started writing.