Jetko Meme
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weirdletOkay, folks- I got art I need to be doing, stories I'm working on but which aren't gelling, and some things have been said that are setting me off in a 'yeah, you're right!' direction. SO. What we have here, is a Jetko meme. I get to work on one of my favorite pairings whilst trying to get more into their heads (Jet in particular is a slippery bugger), and we all get some hot starcrossed boy-love. Or hate. Whatever you like.
Give me a prompt, a sentence, a song, whatever; any AU/universe in progress you like, just so long as you keep to this restriction- no rape.
Two prompts per person, promise of one ficbit, standard not-very-fast warning applies.
Do have at it!
Give me a prompt, a sentence, a song, whatever; any AU/universe in progress you like, just so long as you keep to this restriction- no rape.
Two prompts per person, promise of one ficbit, standard not-very-fast warning applies.
Do have at it!
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Bad Romance
Date: 2010-01-26 12:41 am (UTC)Things are smashing all around, sliding down shelves and shattering on impact and there’s going to be hell to pay tomorrow when Pao sees the state of his pantry. Neither of them really care.
“Firenation scum,” Jet is biting out, and deprived of his hooks, he sinks teeth into flesh. Hands tighten in his hair, and hot breath hisses by his ear, so hot, and lips follow that burn like brands and Li is pushing, slamming him up against the opposite wall so now Jet’s the one cornered.
“I don’t like you,” the scarred boy growls, and Jet would call him a perverse bastard for the hardon pressing up against him, except that his own is leaping out and he hates and lusts at the same time.
It’s possession. It’s competition. Each strives to brand the other, to win out and make the other react before something else makes them react. The teashop apron is burnt through at a strap and flung aside. Straps snap on Jet’s armor and that won’t be fixed in a hurry, and it clangs off so that Li can run profane fingers over lean, scarred shoulders under the shirt.
“Monster,” the Freedom Fighter gasps, and laughs when those hot fingertips dig into his stripes. The sound is smothered under Li’s lovely, lying mouth, crushing down hot and bruising, and they part with a curl of smoke that leaves him licking his lips for the taste and to make sure it’s all still there. The firebender does not look amused.
“Takes one to know one,” he growls, and those evil yellow eyes glint like spark-rocks before a misplaced caress makes him shiver, and then shudder and gasp before he pulls back, tearing away cloth in order to regain control of the situation. Jet lets him get his pants down, watches his own aching cock spring forth and wonder just what Li thinks he’s going to accomplish this way-
Too-hot-too-hot-mouth envelopes him, and there’s an obscene slide of tongue that makes him squeak. Li’s robe is getting wrinkled, his sleeves are practically torn off as Jet grips his shoulders with suddenly clenching, nerveless fingers.
They’re destroying each other, touch after touch, and no one’s going to walk away from this un-marred.
Okay, Jet concedes, sucking in a breath through gritted teeth- but only because he’s already planning his next counterattack. Round one to the firebender.
Re: Bad Romance
Date: 2010-01-26 12:52 am (UTC)This is my favorite line: "They’re destroying each other, touch after touch" Mmm, that image. I also appreciate that it's mutual destruction, because really, they would destroy each other.
This was perfect. Thanks a ton.
Re: Bad Romance
Date: 2010-01-26 01:17 am (UTC)