Fic: The Dictionary Affairs: (new:Ecstasy)

[nika]

So I was re-reading this fic I wrote a while ago called ‘ Hunger’ and I got an idea. I’m going to write small fics using single words as an inspiration. The first one is sort of the conclusion of ‘ Hunger’ and I’ll take it from there. Any requests?



Title: The dictionary affairs.



Author: Nika



Rating: Nc-17 to R



Disclaimers: Don’t own them. Not making money off them. Nuff said.











Fulfillment



Fulfillment: The feeling of being complete; satiating a need. We lay here naked and glistening with sweat after feeding off each other yet I’m still not satisfied. I still feel pangs inside me that call for attention. I realize I have room for dessert. I know just what I want, something sweet and creamy. I look down at my lover. She’s smiling content and calm. I prop my self up on one elbow and lick my lips anticipating another course.



She opens her blue eyes and holds my gaze. She smiles like the predator she is. She knows me. She always knows what I want. Her soul and mine are connected. Her body and my body are connected also, like pieces of a puzzle. We fit perfectly together and our thoughts and needs are perfectly attuned. It’s difficult for most people to comprehend such a bond. But we don’t need anyone to understand it. It just is, like the air or the tides.



I bring my weight down on her body and she accepts it fully. She takes my offered mouth and our tongues taste and touch each other. Her saliva is sweet. I can still taste traces of the cardamom seed she chewed on in the afternoon. I can still smell a lingering vanilla scent from her perfume around the earlobes and mostly I can smell our combined aromas all over her skin. She invades all my senses. My blood is boiling and my center is growing wet just from kissing her. She’s teasing my lips with small suckling and bites, making me want her even more. My mouth is literally watering for her.



I’m breathing heavily and I know the lust I feel is evident in my eyes. I press my center against her own and we both growl at the first contact. I set a steady rhythm as our hips rock together and our moans fill the air. She feels warm and slick against me. The friction is delicious, but it’s not nearly enough. I need so much more. So does she, this is like an appetizer for us, a way to savor the sweet torture that comes before completion.



She grinds harder into me and pants heavily into my ear “ I’m ready for you lover. Fill me up.” I indulge her desire and my own almost instantaneously. I place my fingers inside her and grunt in delight as I feel her hot liquids coating my digits and her inner walls pulsing with every move. She arches into my hand and bucks wildly, making my stomach clench and burn. I have to swallow hard as she starts to electrify my ears with her coarse-breathy voice “ Fuuuuck….yesssss….Willow….baby…harder…faster.” Again I comply and am fully rewarded by having her slightly shift her position and sliding her fingers inside me. She’s ripe now and so am I. I gasp at the unexpected contact, just as ready to fall off the edge as she is. We look into each other’s eyes and crash into each other, piercing the air with our mutual release. I come down on her body feeling warm and relaxed. I keep my fingers inside her savoring the still pulsing sensations and she does the same. I feel fulfilled and completely loved inside this most intimate embrace. When we look at each other, I pull my fingers out of their haven and again she mirrors my move. We both get a wicked gleam in our eyes as I taste her essence and she tastes mine and we both utter completely beaming “ Mhhhm…Dessert!”



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I sure hope the kittens out there liked it.

Edited by: nika  at: 11/25/04 6:53 pm

[Stroke of Luck]

Ehmmmm what a dessert

Want that dessert too.



Okay next one please



Cu

SoL/Natti



There are two kinds of tears, tears for those who leave you, and tears for those you never let go - Gabrielle/The Quest

[JennY]

DAMN... yes... I liked it indeed.

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JennY



"Ya ever hear Dad introduce us to people? 'This is our daughter, Dottie... and this is our other daughter, Dottie's sister.' They shoulda just had you and bought a dog."- Kit from A League of Their Own

[willntlover]

umm yes to more single word



sorry still trying to recover. umm. more!!



-Will

"I think finding her soulmate would have made Tara a more confident and secure person" -Amber Benson

[Lt Sticks]

oh thats gooood...i loved "Hunger", great to see it kinda continued



~Sticks

A fire in my heart, reborn from the ashes...just call me Phoenix



I'm Under Your Spell, nothing I can do, you just took my soul with you...

[the vamp nurd]

damn!



Desert!

Willow (with pointy ears): "NO kissing and gay love?!!!! That's illogical!" The Sci-Fi Bard W/T trekkie ramblings.



Bardlet no #27



"Why Mother because I won't be baking cookies for the mental patients at the county Hospital?" Alex It's In The Water

[tommo]

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She smiles like the predator she is.

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This is a great idea, and a wonderful image to use. I have to say, I've always felt that desire comes from a very primal part of us; and you've woven that into the overall theme here of "wanting" as opposed to "needing". The way they feel about one another is rooted in a deeper part of themselves, and the notion of being a predator just compounds that whole instinctual connection that they share. Lovely description, and also a little dangerous, which I think passion can be. In a really good way though, heh.



You've also connected that really successfully with the theme of "hunger". There's an instinct that we have when we hunger for something, whether it's food or love or physical touch, or whatever. Buying into that primal thrust really gives a whole depth to the sexual connection here, and it's pleasing to lose yourself, as a reader, in that kind of connection and togetherness.



I'm looking forward to the continuation of these short fics. I like the idea of basing them around a single word or concept. Sometimes, narrowing emotions or a relationship down to a single idea works really well. And it does here.



Can't wait to read the next one. Thanks, nika.

"No cheese? Well, I brought you some. It's extra stinky." ~ New Cheese Rising

[peggy of sunnydale]

not much i can say buti mean seriously what else is there to say



WOW comes to mind









Willow:its ok i dont need to be snuggled

Tara:vixen

thank you

[onyxsundrops]

Great idea for a fic! You know uh, I can think of a few words

[Kita830]

This is an interesting concept, and I really like it! I love books/movies/fanfic that have one word titles; I don't know why, it's a strange obsession. They just draw me in. I really like this one, as well as "Hunger". I hope to see more updates!



Kita

[Ittybittykitty]

More soon?

"Well, if you blew a hundred bucks, we'd better make it worth your while," Tara said dragging Willow back into the laundry room and closing the door.-Happily Ever After

[sam7777]

Oh my, that was stimulating. I love your hunger story and this sequel. definitley want to see more. As to a dictionary word, how about wanton? Great stuff!

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I see dead lesbian cliches

[nika]

These are all wonderful replies. Thank you kittens! I will do the individual answers when I have a bit more time. Just dropped by to say that I'm grateful for the positive responses and that the next 'word' fic will be 'Rhapsody' ponder that for a bit while I finish it up. Hugs and kisses to all of you.

[SJ]

Great concept

[barnabasvamp]

Excellent idea!

Fulfillment



Another word...Delirious

BV

"When choosing between two evils, I always like to take the one I've never tried before"-Mae West

[nika]

Stroke of Luck: It's the best part of any meal. It even beats finger foods.



Jenny: Glad you liked it. Yes indeed.



Wiilntlover: Have you recovered yet? Anything I can do? Ice pack or chicken soup?



Ltsticks: Evry good meal must end with dessert. It's practically a law. You know the saying...if you eat it she will come...or something like that.



Vampnurd:Yeah! Creamy!



Tommo: Thank you for such a complete reply Ruth. It's very insightful. You're right on the money about the emotions that I was trying to portray. Passion is indeed a powerful feeling, it's an emotion that can overwhelm us beyond a physical level. Sometimes it can even go before common sense. I'm glad that you were able to see alot of what I was going for in between the lines.

I believe that single words carry power. That's why sometimes it's hard to find just the right one when you need to express a thought or feeling. I hope I can do a few single words justice with these short tales.



Peggy: Thank you for wowing and thudding on my behalf. MY momma would be proud, mhhhmm then again maybe not.



Onyxsundrops: Bring them on...



Kita: Thank you. I've always thought that sometimes it really just takes one word to tell a whole story.



Ittybittykitty: Sure! Need a mop?



Sam: Wanton? Not bad, not bad at all. I'll get back to you on that. I'm thinking something wild and outdoorsy might work with that.



Sj: No it's more like an excuse to write pure smut.



Barnabasvamp: I like it. I think I couls also work with that word.



UPDATE: HOPE YOU LIKE IT KITTENS.





Rhapsody





Rhapsody: musical composition or poem showing intense uncontrolled emotion.



Music can be made in many ways, just like poetry. There are no rules to artistic expression. All our senses can become involved when were creating art. We can see with our hands and touch through taste, for example.

We can create music with water, earth or even the air. We can compose poetry of the most perfect kind without metric or rhyme. We can use our own bodies or someone else’s to create a masterpiece, a memorable concerto. After all isn’t the body a perfect composition all on its own? I ponder this while I sit in my music appreciation class and we listen to different kinds of beats. My thoughts drift because a certain woman keeps wondering around my mind whenever a moving or intense rhythm reaches out to touch me.



I specially remember one hot night at the Bronze. A new band was playing a strange combination of jazz and alternative rock, it was strange but it worked. The beat had everyone swaying on the dance floor. One particular tune had bodies glistening from sweat, swerving to and fro. You were with me on the floor and tried getting away ‘ for a drink’ you said. I didn’t buy it. You were avoiding my eyes. You knew what I wanted, but you were unsure about giving it to me right there where any one could catch us. I pulled your body close to me and whispered in your ear softly like the sax playing in the background “ Let go.”



Your green eyes spoke volumes, fear? Yes, but also desire. I held your body to mine and we swayed as our tongues danced divinely with one another. I took your hand and led you up to the second floor to a dark corner where we could make our own music. I traced my finger over the valley of your breasts and laid my palm over your heart: wild drums beating inside your chest and I bet in between your legs. Our tongues pick up the groove again as we slide up and down each other, tuning our bodies, tightening the strings. My hands glide over your curves and my fingers strum along your torso making you sing little sighs and words that begin and die with ‘O’ and ‘Ah’.



We move to a secret dance beat in between the shadows. We are harmony, undulating to the rhythm of a new orchestra. We are a perfect choreography of vibrating hands among the blue mist and frenetic gyrations.

The tone is rising with the tempo, musical notes get written on the wavy lines of your skin. We are a masterpiece in motion.



You’re still holding on, it’s time for me to heighten the beat. I turn you to face the railing and grab your violin waist from behind. I prepare you by blowing behind your ear and nibbling down your neck. I have to play you just right. My hands caress your breasts as the piano tune drifts over our heads. I tweak your nipples and the reverberation escalates. My hands find their way up your skirt in the back. I pull aside the already wet under garments and my fingers are prime. You’re tuned and ready and so am I. I roll in and out of you as you rock and slam against me. Your hands grip the railing as the rhythm makes you wild. I guide you, but you lead me and we compose this melody together as we dance. Your frame shakes and quivers and the grand finale is near. You throw your head back and I capture your mouth in a kiss as you spill your liquid heat on me. I swallow your primal song and whisper in your ear “ When we get home I expect an encore.”



Some people like rhapsody in blue, but me I prefer my rhapsody in red. That’s my last thought as I pick up my books and head home hoping to find my favorite dance partner, musician and instrument in bed waiting to be tuned and played.

[tommo]

Quote:

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We move to a secret dance beat in between the shadows. We are harmony, undulating to the rhythm of a new orchestra. We are a perfect choreography of vibrating hands among the blue mist and frenetic gyrations.

The tone is rising with the tempo, musical notes get written on the wavy lines of your skin. We are a masterpiece in motion

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I loved this paragraph, mainly because it perfectly combines the beauty and synchronicity of music with the music of lovemaking. You begin each sentence with "We" and that not only pulls the reader into the emotion expressed, but also heightens that notion of perfection, the way that an orchestra, entirely in synch with one another, can make mere notes appear wondrous. What a fantastic image; I'm truly enthralled by it.

Quote:

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I swallow your primal song

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And again, there's a note of some kind of want/need working between them that's unmistakeably wanton, giving itself to the base desires that rule them when they're together. I love that; not only does it give a real passion to their embrace, but it also gives it excitement, and real feeling. Lovely stuff.

Quote:

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That’s my last thought as I pick up my books and head home hoping to find my favorite dance partner, musician and instrument in bed waiting to be tuned and played.

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I loved this final image, as it seems to hint that Willow is all things to Tara. She fulfils so many of those roles and needs that she has, and yet she's also an exquisite thing of beauty that requires some skill in the handling. I loved the consistency with which you handled this imagery and theme, working throughout the fic. It's very touching and beautiful; just like a great piece of music.



I'm off to listen to some classical stuff now. Thanks for this, nika.

"We can be strong."
"Strong like a Camembert?"
"Strong like a Camembert, right."

[SJ]

Great read

[the vamp nurd]

Quote:

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Vampnurd:Yeah! Creamy!

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Quick plug?



Ah movement and W/T sweetness....

Willow (with pointy ears): "NO kissing and gay love?!!!! That's illogical!" The Sci-Fi Bard W/T trekkie ramblings.



Bardlet no #27



"Why Mother because I won't be baking cookies for the mental patients at the county Hospital?" Alex It's In The Water

[Stroke of Luck]

That was an absolutely great update

Hmm cant wait till Tara sees her rhapsody in red

And then the fun begins



Cu

SoL/Natti



There are two kinds of tears, tears for those who leave you, and tears for those you never let go - Gabrielle/The Quest

[tiredsoul]

Well, that was ... wow.



You have given new meaning to the "word of the day"



You have a great way with words here, providing such beautiful imagery.



Thanks for sharing.



--celia

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The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams.

[Domaris]

OOh, I really like this concept



I love the way you play with words to illustrate actions or feelings, and most of all, passion.



So, eager to see what will be the next definition



Domaris

"Rock my world!" - Gia

"Before you criticize someone, walk a mile in their shoes. That way, you'll be a mile from them, and you'll have their shoes!" - Somebody

[Lt Sticks]

oh. my. god



thank god my folks came in my room 5 minutes BEFORE me reading this instead of after, they would have found me on the floor incoherent



Awesome stuff...cant wait for the next word

A fire in my heart, reborn from the ashes...just call me Phoenix



I'm Under Your Spell, nothing I can do, you just took my soul with you...

[RaiStarr]

Hey there!

These little fic snippets just Rock! I love words and word play How you paint with the words is just awesome. Rhapsody was already one of my favorite words (yes I am a nerd like that ) and now it is even more so! I look forward to your next word.



Rai

[Nation]

We like....we REALLY REALLY LIKE!!!!



Nation

[nika]

Tommo: Again thank you for such a complete and insightful reply Ruth. I loved combining music undertones with lovemaking because I truly believe that it can be like a perfectly synchronized dance when it's done in perfect love and perfect lust. I remember falling in deep passion with people on the dance floor. Music and sex are very much alike as are music and love.



Sj: Hey, wanna dance?



Vamp nurd:I'm touched that you would even remember. And no it was not a plug.



Stroke of luck: Fun indeed.



Tiredsoul: Thank you for reading and taking the time to reply.



Ltsticks: What would they have said 5 min after I wonder?



Domaris: Well passion fruit with some sugar is one of favorites.



Raistarr: You're not a I love a person who can appreciate the beauty and power of single words. CHEERS!



Nation: Thanks. Like really!

[tommo]

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I remember falling in deep passion with people on the dance floor.

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Which is why I'm thankful my girlfriend was my girlfriend before she saw me dance...let me tell you, knowing Steps routines doesn't enhance one's passion-o-meter a great deal. Ahem.

"We can be strong."
"Strong like a Camembert?"
"Strong like a Camembert, right."

[Washi]

Nika, I loved the rhapsody definition.

A total turn on is a person's voice. Some people just have beautiful 'talking' voice, like a deep murmur that makes you feel like you're the only person in the world.

Thank you god for giving me a nice voice. Can we suggest some words?

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"See? I've mastered this tact crap." Anya in Tears Of The Goddess by Lisa

[RaiStarr]

Oh! Oh! I have a word! Conundrum. I love that word! Anyway, I look forward to the next one. Is it coming soon?



Rai

[onyxsundrops]

Rhapsody Oddly, it reminded me of Ficino's theory of musical magick(way off topic)..Anyway, thanks for the great update!