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Sunday, December 21st, 2003 06:22 pm
Piece #7 for [livejournal.com profile] circe_tigana's 882 Ways to Appease the Heathen Gods challenge

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The coin sings to Johnny and seduces him with her winking gaze. She dances her curves before him and who was he to resist?

Pirate, his mind whispers, and sometimes he wonders how far he is falling into his role. But Johnny runs his fingertips across her face, lightly, reverently. Treat a lady well and she'll maybe give you the world.

He traces her with his tongue, slicks her edges and smooths his way fully around her as she lay passive and thrumming in his hands. Johnny has tasted gold since they'd started filming and tasting her was like coming home. He didn't expect to find such treasure in Hollywood's fake swag.

But it was only one night and one day, and he never found her again afterwards though Johnny tastes the precious metal throughout all the filming in the Caribbean.

When asked, he says he 'forgot' about the teeth, and insists on someone half a world away to remove them.

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...don't tell me ya'll are *surprised* by now...
Monday, December 22nd, 2003 02:43 am (UTC)
Well hello there, permetaform. I believe I e-mailed you once because we both shared a deep and abiding love for wiseacress's Dark Horse. And now I'm here to spread some love YOUR way. :0)

Read the drabble about the dead kid. Shuddered. Read the drabble about Abe. Laughed. Read the drabble about the pirates overboard, and the men taking bets. Laughed. Read the drabble re: South Park. LMAO. Read the drabble with the line He traces her with his tongue, slicks her edges and smooths his way fully around her as she lay passive and thrumming in his hands. Got fairly dizzy. And then I finally figured out they were all written by you, my darling. Very good work, very enjoyable. You know your way around a well-said sentence, I must say. Take care. I'm sick too, so here, have a Kleenex.
Monday, December 22nd, 2003 03:25 am (UTC)
You've done it.
You've written RPAF that I could really sink my teeth into (pun shamelessly intended).
Evil.
BAD!
I think I love you
Monday, December 22nd, 2003 03:47 am (UTC)
*sob*
It'll be mpreg next, I just know it.
Monday, December 22nd, 2003 04:15 am (UTC)
You've no idea how happy that makes me.
Monday, December 22nd, 2003 05:25 am (UTC)
I nearly died laughing when I saw this one. You rock.
Monday, December 22nd, 2003 06:52 am (UTC)
No. But traumatized, yes ;)

Need to do my own pieces....
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Tuesday, December 23rd, 2003 11:55 pm (UTC)
*squee*

Just, thudworthy. ;)