He sleeps beside you, spare hand curled around the chain, six feet of arrogant beauty and ruthless intelligence softened and hidden.
Raleigh knows he likes bottoming.
"It's Karen," she says hopelessly in the middle of his doorway like he wouldn't know her a thousand other ways. The whiff of perfume on her, Viktor & Rolf Flowerbomb trapped underneath a thick smear of booze, or the sound of her shoes on the hard tile floor. She's drunk already; her breathing is faint and thready. Her face is too hot.
"You're Murdock's second in command."
"We're partners," Foggy says, but he can't not trip over the words because it's fucking cold in here and his tongue feels swollen in his mouth. Maybe he's got a chipped tooth. "That's how lawyers work, we're partners."
This guy knows about Matt. He fucking knows.
Sydney Crosby is the first woman to play full time in the NHL. Jordan Staal can't eat a girl out to save his life. Geno teaches Jordy, with Syd's enthusiastic participation.
Hickey leaves his mark on Gibson.
Classes being disregarded, sinister genius and enthralled assistant wait for morning.
Mary’s usual expression of placid calm slipped for a moment before she responded with a twinkle in her eye. “I could possess advanced technology from an alien planet.”
Eve has always been older and wiser.
A collection of 100-word drabbles for the Wens of Qishan Event 2022, prompted by friends on Twitter.