FB3X Drabble Cascade #83 - word of the week is 'wick' (a chance to test and share your writing skills)

Welcome to FB3X Drabble Cascade #83 - This week's word of the week is 'wick'.

Suitable for all.

The Way A Cascade Works

it's really very simple, be inspired by our word of the week and just write :).

To see this week's entries check out the list at the bottom of this post. We put it behind a cut so it doesn't clog up your scrolling.

A drabble is a work of 100 words exactly. Flash fiction is a work of up to 500 words. Both may be submitted to the cascade. So What Can You Write? The simple answer is - anything! Our work here on FB3X will be erotically themed. but feel free to take the inspiration any way you want to, fiction, fanfiction, non-fiction, meta, since variety is the spice of life!

To those struck by inspiration (and no you don't have to be a professional writer to join in, anyone can embrace their inner author):

• Below you will find a chance to join in the cascade in the form of a linked list
• Write a drabble/flash fiction inspired by the word of the week.
• Post the fiction to your own blog, social media, or website 
• Then insert a link into the linked list to that drabble/flash fiction for everyone to find (A hint of the genre of your drabble/flash fiction in the title of your post would be appreciated.), e.g. A Little Bit of Fun (PG, Science Fiction)
• To encourage your friends to join in and hence cascade the fun, you can also add the list into your own post by copying the code.
• OR you can just write us something in the comments :)

For folks who enjoy reading drabbles/flash fiction: you can then peruse the cascade to your heart's content :).

AND NOW - on to the fiction :)

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Contains adult themes,
or language

Fishing (PG, m/m, Fantasy)

by Sophie Duncan

Author's Note
When I read 'wick', I thought of the little glass bowls with coloured oil and a string wick. That morphed into this.

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Devlan knelt at the edge of the pool. Taking a deep breath, he slid his hands into the glistening water. The water’s icy touch leached slowly up his arms like oil up a wick, but he persisted, closing his eyes, sensing the natural power all around.

A touch, smooth and fleeting, brushed the underside of Devlan’s fingers. Instantly, he curled them under, catching that touch in his own, and leant backwards. His arms strained with the water’s resistance, but he kept pulling. 

Suddenly the tension broke. Devlan fell backwards, water swooshing. He smiled as damp body landed over his legs.

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Contains adult themes,
or language

 I Believe (PG, m/m, Fantasy)

by Natasha Duncan-Drake

Author's Note
I didn't know wick could be used as a verb, but I looked it up and it can, so I did :). I hope you enjoy the drabble and thanks for reading.

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Lance shivered as the cold hit his damp clothes. Only moments before he had been hot and sweating, but the cloth had wicked all the moisture from his skin and chilled in the air at the top of the pyramid.

There was so much magic here, dangerous and wild; all of it surrounding his best friend. Sarn had absorbed it, held it on the journey, but now it was free. It would consume them all without some control.

Stepping up, he put his arms around Sarn and leant into him.

"I love you," he said though the maelstrom, "I believe."

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