Writing Exercise, stolen from spongetastic

[notaballad]

Leave a comment with one of four choices:

A kiss on the forehead.
A kiss on the nose.
A kiss on the neck.
A kiss on the lips.

Once you leave a comment with your choice, I’ll write you something with our characters and your request.

Comments

[spongetastic.livejournal.com]

Lips :D

[thatsamesadsong.livejournal.com]

damn you got mine XD

[spongetastic.livejournal.com]

No reason why we can't share, Jude.

[notaballad.livejournal.com]

Hoooooot. It's every guy's fantasy to be with twins, right?

[notaballad.livejournal.com]

Joshua Turner leapt out of the back of the non-descript black van with a loud whoop! that echoed throughout the parking garage. To say that he was feeling pretty good about himself would be an understatement. He'd had what was quite possibly the most awesome evening of his life -- he'd met up with a girl, he'd wooed said girl, they'd had an amazing seaside tryst and he'd successfully broken into her daddy's vault. Once he was finished with his Treatment, the girl and he were going to head off into the sunset with the money and jewels they'd gotten from the old man's safe.

He was feeling pretty high on life at the moment, so much so that he was grabbing random people who were headed toward their own cars and spinning them around, dipping them, kissing them on the cheek. He let go of one startled lady as his gaze settled on a man about his age, dressed in a sharp-looking pinstripe suit. Joshua smirked and sauntered over to the man, placing his hands on either side of the man's face and locking lips with him in a heated, exuberant kiss.

Something about the feel of the man's lips against his own sparked a sense of recognition, and When he pulled back, he panted out a quiet "Kilo..." He grinned eagerly and started to lean in for a second kiss, but was disappointed because Kilo dodged his kiss.

"Not here," Kilo said, his mouth barely moving. "Later."

Quebec nodded a little and stepped back, grinning as his handler moved up, grabbing his shoulder. "C'mon, Joshua, you don't want to miss your Treatment," the handler said gruffly.

"Dude, you're harshing my mellow!" Quebec said, back in the character of the party boy/petty thief Joshua. "I'm just doing a little celebrating. Life is good!"

As he headed toward the elevator, moving past the man in the business suit, his fingers ever so slightly brushed across the man's palm and he saw a quirk of the man's lips out of the corner of his eye. He entered the elevator, content in the knowledge that he'd have Kilo to himself later.

[spongetastic.livejournal.com]

That waas awesome and made me giggle a bit. ♥

[notaballad.livejournal.com]

Yay! That's totally what I was going for :D ♥

[thatsamesadsong.livejournal.com]

Nose for Jack!

your choice for Jude, out of the ones left XD

Jack - Nose Kiss

[notaballad.livejournal.com]

"Alright, Jackie boy, I think you're done," Des said as he finished pouring a cup of lukewarm water over his son's head to make sure that all the shampoo and soap was out of his hair. Then he grabbed a fluffy towel off the rack and pulled the plug from the tub, letting the water drain away.

He grinned brightly at the little boy as he wrapped the towel around him and scooped him up in his arms. "Gotta get you in your jammies and then I'll read you a story, how's that sound?"

"Yaaaaay!" Jack exclaimed, grinning brightly at his daddy.

Des grinned and quickly towel dried the little boy, ruffling up his hair. His Pull-Ups went on, followed by his blue spacemen pajamas, and then Jack was picked up and carried off to bed. Des tucked him into his bed and settled down on the edge to read him The Three Little Pigs.

After tiring himself out with the huff and puff parts of the story, Jack fell asleep, and Des smiled softly as he leaned over him. "Good night, little man," he whispered. "Sleep tight." He pressed a gentle kiss to the tip of Jack's nose and affectionately ruffled his hair before quietly backing out of the room and shutting the door.

Jude - neck kiss

[notaballad.livejournal.com]

Des yawned as he made his way down the stairs and grinned as he caught the smell of fresh coffee in the air. Was that waffles he smelled too? He wandered into the kitchen and found his brother standing at the counter, attending to a waffle iron, and he casually moved up behind Jude.

"Good morning," he said softly in Jude's ear as he slid his arms around his twin's waist and nuzzled his neck.

He chuckled quietly as Jude nearly jumped out of his skin. "Jesus Christ, Desmond!" Jude hissed a little. "You scared the crap out of me!"

Des grinned and nudged his nose against Jude's neck. "Sorry," he said. "You just looked like you were so intent on what you were doing, I didn't want to disturb you."

Jude grumbled a little, although he was smiling softly. "Breakfast is almost ready," he said.

"It smells delicious, Jude," Des said. "You're way too good to me, bro." He stepped back to go set the table, but not before he pressed a loving kiss to the side of Jude's neck.