Monday, 28 April 2014

Drabblerotic 2014 - X is for Xylophone

This post contains adult themes.
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where will be posting a drabble* every weekday and Saturday in April brought to you by the letters A-Z, although this isn't Sesame Street, so expect a little adult spice in our alphabet soup. ;)

PLUS - if you'd like to add your own drabble, then please do, just put it in the comments, or post on your own blog and link in to the list.ly list at the bottom of the post :).

*'So, what is a drabble anyway?' we hear some of you ask. And the answer is, a drabble is a piece of prose of (exactly) 100 words. 

So, without further ado, onto today's drabble...

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WARNING: THE FOLLOWING WORK OF FICTION MAY CONTAIN ADULT THEMES AND LANGUAGE.


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X is for Xylophone

Author's Note

In this one I too Xylophone as more of a metaphorical inspiration than a literal object.

Sweet Music

by Sophie Duncan


Lincoln listened intently as he played a tune over Vegir's body. His lover mewed and sighed at each drop of hot wax that hit his ribs, singing out erotic music and building passions that made Lincoln's soul pulse. Music was in his blood, as was magic, and he could feel his power rising to the surface with each sensual note.

Vegir shifted below him, lifting his hips off the bed. It was Lincoln's turn to add a low note to their harmony as their prominent arousals brushed together. Committed to their intimate symphony, Lincoln leant forward and released his spell.

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12 comments:

  1. "Right this way," Jim stated leading the skank he met at the club tonight.

    She was wearing wearing a next to nothing shirt that still seemed to cover her breasts, though it looked as through her nipples were trying to dig their way out..

    In his home, he went to the xylophone and hit a few bars. Despite the soothing sounds, a false wall opened up with stairs leading down. Before she knew what was going on, he led her downstairs to his private dungeon with lots of mirrors, toys, torches, and leather straps on the wall for her hands.

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    1. Have a feeling that after the music is over for her it will be well and truly over. Serial killer or BDSM? Though the label skank does imply the former.

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    2. Serial killer is no fun...I prefer good ol' fashion BDSM. Just like momma use to do, when "Uncle" Bill came over to "clean the pool". Funny how he never went out back to where the pool was.

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  2. Sex magic, YES. Nicely played.

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