dexstarr

dexstarr — Fri, 08 Sep 2017 05:45:57 GMT

I'm still reposting my old fanfic to AO3, and belatedly realized I really should work on my updated masterlist at the same time. So!

When you browse masterlists of fic, how do you like them organized? Pairing? Type of fic? Something else?

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Drabble: For Science (Hannibal)

dexstarr — Sun, 06 Aug 2017 23:22:31 GMT

Title: For Science
Author: dexstarr
Word Count: 250
Rating: R
Challenge: femslash100 Drabbletag Round 8
Fandom: Hannibal
Characters: Bella Crawford/Beverly Katz
Disclaimer: Hannibal is not mine and no profit is made from this work.
Summary: She knows how it begins. She knows how it will end.

In the here and now, Bella enjoys herself.

***

She knows how it began: with an impulsive invitation, a few too many glasses of wine, and a tipsy kiss.

***

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Drabble: The Road to Zumorda (Of Fire and Stars)

dexstarr — Sun, 06 Aug 2017 23:16:41 GMT

Title: The Road to Zumorda
Author: dexstarr
Word Count: 250
Rating: PG-13
Challenge: femslash100 Drabbletag Round 8
Fandom: Of Fire and Stars
Characters: Denna/Mare
Disclaimer: Of Fire and Stars is not mine and no profit is made from this work.
Summary: They start their new life on the road to Zumorda.

***

They start their new life on the road to Zumorda. When Mare came to her on the third day, Denna knew their future was uncertain. But she was hopeful for the best, and so was Mare.

***

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Drabble: Show Me (True Blood)

dexstarr — Fri, 14 Jul 2017 04:42:48 GMT

Title: Show Me
Author: dexstarr
Word Count: 250
Rating: R
Challenge: femslash100 Drabbletag Round 8
Fandom: True Blood
Characters: Jessica Hamby/Pam Swynford De Beaufort
Disclaimer: True Blood is not mine and no profit is made from this work.
Summary: Pam has zero interest in watching a baby vampire.

Eric has a suggestion on making it more enjoyable.

***

"She’s annoying."

***

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Drabble: Reluctant (Hannibal)

dexstarr — Mon, 12 Jun 2017 03:25:40 GMT

Title: Reluctant
Author: dexstarr
Word Count: 250
Rating: PG
Challenge:femslash100 Challenge 550: Remainder, Raw
Fandom: Hannibal
Characters: Bedelia Du Maurier/Chiyoh
Disclaimer: Hannibal is not mine and no profit is made from this work.
Summary: Bedelia doesn’t admit it, but she missed the sound of their voices.

***

Bedelia doesn’t admit it, but she missed the sound of their voices.

***

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I'm a mess

dexstarr — Thu, 25 May 2017 03:21:34 GMT

I'm still working on posting my fics to AO3 -- it's gonna take me a while. At first I was doing one a day, then I realized I wrote SEVENTY fics in 2010 (many were drabbles, but still), so I've upped that.

I'm laughing at myself because I did a few "end of the year" meme things, and every year I wrote: "Goal for next year: Back up my fic to AO3."

From 2012:

Do you have any fanfic goals for the New Year?
1. Update LJ with all fic.
2. Update DW with all fic.
3. Update AO3 with all fic.

LMAO. Better late than never, right?

I'm also now realizing that I never posted the majority of fics I wrote for fests and events to my LJ, either. I'm the kind of fanfic author I hate -- I always find it so annoying when I can't find an author's entire back listing of stories. Ah, well, once I'm finished, it's going to be interesting to see just how many HP stories I've done, because I've forgotten a lot of them.

Here's a question: I have one fic that I hate. It's one of those "I should've dropped out of that fest rather than submit it." Do I still archive it for posterity or hope it gets buried?

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a fest? what is that?

dexstarr — Sat, 13 May 2017 03:15:58 GMT

Tempted to sign up for hp_crossgenfest. I haven't done a fest in... 3 years? Maybe 4.

I am really happy that so many of the femslash prompts have been claimed!

Quick, someone talk me out of it! (Or into it, as the case may be.)

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Fic: This Distraction is Okay (Harry Potter)

dexstarr — Wed, 10 May 2017 16:05:09 GMT

Title: This Distraction is Okay
Author: dexstarr
Word Count: 1,074
Rating: NC-17
Challenge: pbam Prompt Stack 2: Narcissa/Lily: brief, clandestine, wild
Fandom: Harry Potter
Characters: Narcissa Black/Lily Evans
Disclaimer: Harry Potter is not mine and no profit is made from this work.
Summary: Narcissa's intention is to possess Lily.

***

They’re as cliché as it gets. A poem come to life: the redhead’s fire melting the blonde’s icy exterior.

***

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Ficlet: My Princess (Star Wars)

dexstarr — Tue, 09 May 2017 15:26:27 GMT

Title: My Princess
Author: dexstarr
Word Count: 587
Rating: R
Challenge: pbam Prompt Stack 2: Leia Organa/Evaan Verlaine: respect
Fandom: Star Wars, Star Wars Comics
Characters: Evaan Verlaine, Princess Leia Organa
Disclaimer: Star Wars is not mine and no profit is made from this work.
Summary: Respect for the monarchy is one of the cornerstones of Evaan Verlaine’s life.

***

Even with — no, especially with Alderaan destroyed — she respects Princess Leia.

***

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Fic: Tumult and Tumbled (Star Wars)

dexstarr — Sun, 07 May 2017 01:41:48 GMT

Title: Tumult and Tumbled
Author: dexstarr
Word Count: 1,658
Rating: NC-17
Fandom: Star Wars, Star Wars: Rogue One
Characters: Jyn Erso/Mon Mothma
Disclaimer: Star Wars is not mine and no profit is made from this work.
Summary: “It’s war, everyone’s fucking everyone.” It’s the truest and plainest thing Mon Mothma’s ever said. “And if not, they ought to be.”

***

Mon Mothma knows she’s sacrificing Jyn Erso.

***

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Drabble: Whisky Neat (Hannibal)

dexstarr — Mon, 01 May 2017 22:06:04 GMT

Title: Whisky Neat
Author: dexstarr
Word Count: 250
Rating: PG-13
Challenge: femslash100 Challenge 544: Neat
Fandom: Hannibal
Characters: Bedelia Du Maurier/Chiyoh
Disclaimer: Hannibal is not mine and no profit is made from this work.
Summary: Chiyoh asks for help.

***

Wine is her preference, but after the day she’s had, Bedelia reaches for whisky.

***

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so many changes

dexstarr — Sun, 30 Apr 2017 03:33:35 GMT

I'm finally getting off my arse and backing my LJ up to Dreamwidth. If you wish, you can find me at dexstarr.dreamwidth.org. My LJ entries are in the import queue right now.

At long last, I am also working on posting all of my fics to AO3. I am dexstarr there, too.

Lastly, I've been getting a tad more active on Tumblr. I am galacticcoyote because dexstarr was taken, sniff sniff. I still don't "get" tumblr, but I have found some pretty cool stuff there so it balances out feeling like an ancient alien.

I will continue to be on LJ (at least until there are more scary changes), because there's still fandom/friends there.

As an aside, man is it wild to look at your old stuff! I have forgotten 75% of the fic I've written, which is turning out to be enjoyable and interesting, in the "did I really write that?" vein.

nostalgia is real

dexstarr — Thu, 02 Mar 2017 05:55:14 GMT

Nostalgia is real.

For the past while, I've really been missing fandom. HP fandom, to be specific. I've read fic in other fandoms, but I haven't found the same community I found here, on LJ, with HP. I honestly have no idea where fandom stuff is now. Well, I think it's on Tumblr, but I have no idea how to properly find stuff and interact with people. I am teh old, by Internet standards.

I miss writing fic. It's so easy to stop and then realize 3 years have gone by. Oh well.

Anywho, is anyone still around? How are you all?

Drabble: The First Time (Once Upon A Time)

dexstarr — Sun, 04 Dec 2016 07:05:25 GMT

Title: The First Time
Author: dexstarr
Word Count: 250
Rating: PG-13
Challenge: femslash100 Challenge 523: Goodbye
Fandom: Once Upon a Time
Characters: Regina/Maleficent
Disclaimer: Once Upon A Time is not mine and no profit is made from this work.
Summary: When Regina leaves, it’s with the promise she’ll return.

When Regina leaves Maleficent’s castle, going back to her fool husband and incompetent teacher, it’s with the promise she’ll return. A promise sealed with a kiss.

Regina’s uncertain but willing, body curving towards Maleficent’s. Mal’s testing her new protégée, seeing what else she might show Regina. Magic lessons are a start, but they’re so impersonal, not appreciative enough for Regina’s help in regaining her fire.

“I—”

Mal shushes Regina with another kiss, a gentle hand on her lower back. “You want vengeance, darling? I’ll show you every way to get it. And I’ll show you how to enjoy yourself in the process. You don’t want to end up like me, do you? A dragon without her fire, hidden away from the world, a lone tree representing the best of what she was.” Stepping back, she evaluates the girl.

Regina looks at her, those dark eyes full of hope and a tiny bit of … curiosity? “I don’t understand.”

“Vengeance is fine, but you have to live for more. After I cursed Briar Rose, I had nothing to look forward to.”

“I see.” Regina doesn’t, not yet, but she will.

Mal crooks a finger, and Regina leans forward, now curious and willing. Their lips meet in a magic of their own, Mal’s experience and eagerness meeting Regina’s innocence and fledgling hunger. The girl’s eyes are brighter when they part after another kiss, this one initiated by Regina.

When Regina leaves, it’s the first time they say good-bye, but it’s not the last.

* * *

I’m late to Once Upon A Time, so I've missed all the LJ communities and such. Can anyone tell me active communities, and/or active femslash communities? Or where fic is posted these days? Thanks!

Fic: Whispers, Not Rumors (True Blood)

dexstarr — Sun, 27 Nov 2016 04:38:17 GMT

Title: Whispers, Not Rumors
Author: dexstarr
Word Count: 250 x 5 (1,250 total)
Rating: NC-17
Challenge: femslash100 Challenge 522: Rumor
Fandom: True Blood
Characters: Pamela Swynford De Beaufort/Jessica Hamby
Disclaimer: True Blood is not mine and no profit is made from this work.
Summary: Jessica’s heard the—well, not rumors exactly, more like whispers.

Jessica’s heard the—well, not rumors exactly, more like whispers.

(Pam likes women. She’s picky with men—Eric only—but women? The prettier and tastier the better.)

She’s dressed up in the costume that worked so well on Jason: red and black corset, ruffled boyshorts, sheer black stockings, and red cape to hide it all when she walks into Fangtasia.

Pam’s behind the bar, uncharacteristically bundled up in a jacket and pants, black leather from throat to ankle. There’s an angry look on her face as she watches the crowd, like a queen surveying her kingdom and finding it lacking.

Human heartbeats thud in Jessica’s ears, but she ignores all the possible delicious meals, stalking towards the prize she wants most of all. Maybe she can turn that frown on Pam’s face upside down, as corny as it sounds in her mind.

“What do you want?”

Ignoring the coldness of Pam’s voice, Jessica lowers her hood, red curls spilling everywhere. “You,” she says boldly, then ruins it by biting her lower lip. Trying to seduce Pam is so much harder than getting the boys to do what she wants. “I want you. I mean it. When Bill dropped me off the first time, you hinted that you wanted me….” Why can’t she stop talking?

“That was then. Why now? I’m not a consolation prize, doll.”

“No, no.” Jessica shakes her head. “Um, why don’t you… unwrap me?” She plays with the ribbon bow at her neck. “I came here for you.”

*     *     *

They walk normally until they reach the back of the club, then Jessica speeds ahead to Pam’s office. She’s sitting on Pam’s desk when the blonde vampire saunters in, looking even more like the queen of the castle in her domain.

Eric has a throne on the main floor, but Pam has one in her office. Jessica knows Pam likes to have her meals here, to spread the girls out on her desk and eat them after she’s made them worship her. The image has excited Jessica for a while—so much better than fucking in the bed of a pickup or on a ratty couch.

“My, my.” Pam stops in the doorway and looks at her, so Jessica lets the cape fall to the desk, showing off her outfit at last. “You learned something from me after all.”

“I don’t want to act like a human anymore.” Jessica brushes her hair back, so her breasts, helpfully pushed up by the corset, are more visible. “I want to learn more about myself. About being a vampire.”

Pam walks forward, stopping just in front of her. “How does fucking me help with that?”

Jessica’s eyes flick up and down, drinking in the sight of Pam in those tight leather pants. Pam is the only woman she’s wanted this way, but that’s enough for her. Who would want anyone else when Pam’s around? “I want to be more like you,” she admits. “You get what you want, and I want you.”

*     *     *

“Do you?” In the blink of an eye: Pam’s mouth fastens on her neck, fangs scraping along her skin. Pam’s hands lock on her waist, tearing her panties away but leaving the garter straps undisturbed. “Are you sure?” The question is hot on Jessica’s suddenly sensitive neck, following the path of Pam’s mouth.

“Yes,” she whimpers, head bobbing like a marionette’s. Reaching out blindly, she finds the zipper of those damn leather pants, trying to rip them off with uncoordinated hands.

Pam steps back, away from her. “Lesson one: don’t fuck with my wardrobe.”

“I’m sorry,” Jessica says, but she really isn’t, because now Pam’s wriggling out of the tight leather, putting on a show just for her. “You can fuck with mine,” she offers as an apology, hoping the other vampire takes her up on it.

“Already did.” Pam nods at the shredded lace on the floor. “And I’ll do more of it.” She takes in Jessica’s outfit one more time and snorts. “Little Red Riding Hood?”

“I had to seduce the wolf somehow, right?”

“Minx.” After carefully hanging up her pants and jacket, Pam comes back to Jessica. “If you ever compare me to a wolf again, I’ll tease you until you beg me to come.”

From spying when she was here as a baby vamp, Jessica knows that’s one of Pam’s favorite games. “Maybe that’s what I want.” Her body curves towards Pam. “I want you and whatever you want to give me or do to me.”

*     *     *

Pam’s fingers thread through her hair, yanking her head back. “That’s a bold offer. Lesson two: I do the teasing. Don’t make offers you can’t or won’t follow through.”

“I meant it.” Jessica pulls against the hold on her hair so she can look Pam in the eye, reminding her she’s a vampire and not as fragile as a human. “I spied on you when I was here before. I saw what you like to do.” Legs wrapping around Pam’s waist, she pulls her close. “I don’t want a relationship, I know you don’t do them. Teach me. Show me. Use me. Fuck me.”

A hand on her shoulder pushes Jessica onto her back, then Pam climbs onto the desk and straddles her waist. “Demanding little thing, aren’t you?”

“I’m learning from the best.”

Pam laughs, a low, sultry sound that ignites Jessica’s blood. The older vampire’s smirking, looking much happier than she did earlier. Jessica’s pleased she managed that much, and hopefully more soon.

“What’s lesson three?” she asks, because yes, she is demanding and wants more.

Pam taps her own bright red lips, which makes Jessica want to kiss her. She tries to sit up, but this time, she doesn’t win against the hand on her shoulder. “You want me, you do what I want.” Leaning down, Pam presses her mouth to Jessica’s, as if she read her mind. Their fangs clash as the kiss turns ferocious, lasting long past the point a human would need to breathe.

*     *     *

The kiss is the best of her inexperienced young life. Pam knows just how to nibble on her lower lip, giving Jessica a short reprieve before plundering her mouth again, tongue catching skillfully on her fangs so there’s a hint of blood for Jessica to taste. The blood and the essence of Pam meld together, a mix of burnt copper and tart whiskey and smugness, which somehow has a taste.

Jessica can’t get enough.

Her hands cradle the back of Pam’s head, keeping her close, and then they’re fighting against each other for control of the kiss. Jessica’s tongue tries to learn the shape of Pam’s mouth and she wonders what Pam’s arousal will taste like. But Pam wins the fight when her fingers slip between Jessica’s legs, taking care of her enduring virginity with an easy thrust that, for once, doesn’t hurt, because there’s a thumb on her clit, rubbing away the sharp sting.

Moaning into Pam’s mouth, Jessica rides her hand. Their bodies move together, nearly turning to a blur as desperation makes Jessica move faster and faster. It’s almost embarrassing how needy Pam makes her, but she doesn’t care, because she’s a vampire now, and vampires take what they want with no shame.

She screams when she comes, nails raking lines down Pam’s back. The scent of blood only adds to her excitement; Jessica’s orgasm feels like it lasts forever. When she finally quits shaking, Pam’s still looming over her, hungry eyes staring down at her.

“My turn.”

*     *     *

I'm late to True Blood, so I've missed all the LJ communities and such. Can anyone tell me active communities, and/or active femslash communities? Or where fic is posted these days? Thanks!

Drabble: A Strange Thing (Lucifer)

dexstarr — Wed, 05 Oct 2016 05:39:21 GMT

Title: A Strange Thing
Author: dexstarr
Word Count: 247
Rating: PG-13
Challenge: femslash100 #515: Caress
Fandom: Lucifer
Characters: Mazikeen/Charlotte
Disclaimer: Lucifer is not mine and no profit is made from this work.
Summary: Human touch is a strange thing.

Human touch is a strange thing.

She should welcome Mazikeen’s touch least of all. She should be worried by the way Mazikeen’s face lights up at the first sight of her in a human body. All that flesh indeed. A history of torture stands between them, a millennia of stubbornly clinging to the belief that she didn’t deserve punishment.

A belief that mostly shielded her. Mazikeen was… inventive.

But that past history doesn’t protect her new human reflexes when Mazikeen locks manacles around her wrists and ankles. She stands, docile as a lamb, willing to submit—for now. The heavy metal bands pull her weak human hands down, forcing them to her lap. Her feet feel glued to the floor, the ludicrous heels from Mazikeen’s closet adding to her instability. She’s still getting used to this new body; stumbled the whole way here, in fact, but none of that accounts for her reaction.

Because at Mazikeen’s touch, her whole body shivers. A confusing, shaking sensation radiates out from her middle. It’s not the cold kiss of the metal. No, it’s Mazikeen’s hand on the back of her neck, palm light on the sensitive skin there.

She shivers again when Mazikeen pushes her to the leather couch. The demon sits close, tools of the trade ready and shining. Mazikeen’s eyes rake her hungrily, like the men on the street did, but with even more hunger and lust.

Human touch is a strange thing, but suddenly she wants more.

Drabble: Sunlight and You (True Blood)

dexstarr — Mon, 05 Sep 2016 02:57:46 GMT

Title: Sunlight and You
Author: dexstarr
Word Count: 250
Rating: PG-13
Challenge: femslash100 Challenge 510: Remainder, femslash100 Challenge 502: Pool
Fandom: True Blood
Characters: Sophie-Anne Leclerq/Pamela Swynford De Beaufort
Disclaimer: True Blood is not mine and no profit is made from this work.
Summary: By the time Pam gets past the queen’s guards, she’s beyond annoyed.

By the time Pam gets past the queen’s guards, she’s beyond annoyed. Angry at Eric for making her play errand girl and pissed at Sophie-Anne for thinking she needs thirty armed vampires patrolling the grounds.

When she sees Sophie-Anne lounging by the pool — the pool, in pretend sunlight, like she’s a fucking human — Pam’s anger leads to her jumping on top of the other vampire and ripping off those ridiculous sunglasses. The Queen’s entourage scatters, well-conditioned by Pam’s previous visits.

And then she’s on her back.

Sophie-Anne’s eyes do that thing, where she looks Pam down and then up, appraising every inch as if Pam’s her next meal and she very much likes what she sees.

Pam’s seen that “I’m going to devour you” expression a hundred times, but it still turns her on. Every. Single. Time. She’s no human, but fuck. The intensity in Sophie-Anne’s eyes and the smirk crowning her lips burns Pam’s anger into lust. She wants fangs on her neck and fingers inside her.

Pushing against the ornate lounge chair with all her strength, Pam launches them across the room. Instincts take over as they fly in a tangle, but she’s not strong enough to finish the battle on top. Not that it’s a good idea to win, anyway.

“You broke my sunglasses.”

“Fake sunlight.” Pam waves a dismissive hand. “You don’t need 'em.”

“I’m Queen. I get what I want, including sunlight.” Sophie-Anne’s fingers lock on Pam’s jaw. “Including you.”

p.s.: I'm late to True Blood, and would appreciate help in finding communities/places for femslash!

dexstarr — Sun, 02 Nov 2014 02:50:20 GMT

Fuck. How did I not notice that 2013 was the last year for wrisomifu?

Kinky Kristmas 2014

dexstarr — Mon, 29 Sep 2014 02:31:02 GMT

I haven't posted in forever (with many good and bad reasons) but today I got the Kinky Kristmas (Daily Deviant) prompt of my dreams! I was crossing my fingers all night it would still be available. I haven't done anything fandom in what seems like a very long time, and feel super rusty...

...so would anyone like to help me brainstorm a bit? I'll be writing femmeslash, but beyond that I don't want to say much, since I don't know who I'm writing for.

Talking Meme

dexstarr — Wed, 08 Jan 2014 04:53:24 GMT

Snagged from gamma_x_orionis because I need something to jumpstart me again. 2013 was pretty dreary, 2014 will be too, so I need to get back into LJ and fandoms to have something to keep me sane.

So! Give me a topic or question and I shall answer it. Pretty much anything goes.

femslashverse AU Bingo

dexstarr — Thu, 12 Dec 2013 03:44:41 GMT

For femslashverse.

News Anchors	Science Ficton	Nature Preserve/Ranger/Zoo
Noir	Wild Card	College/University
Steampunk	Future-utopia	Tearjerker/Romance

Fandoms:
♥ Harry Potter
♥ Rizzoli & Isles
♥ Battlestar Galactica
♥ Bloomington
♥ Lost Girl (up to season 2)

I need some suggestions! I only have an idea for News Anchors, and I'd like to try one other short fic.

betas

dexstarr — Sat, 26 Oct 2013 04:25:24 GMT

Could someone read over my 200 word drabble for hp_halloween? If you need a beta for your entry, I'll happily return the favor. I'm still fiddling a bit with it, and so should be sending it out Saturday evening.

Also, if anyone is so inclined, I could use a beta/idea bouncer for my darkwitches and Kinky Kristmas fics. I've had difficulty writing fic lately. I end up writing a fic only to hate it, which is not a pattern I'd like to continue.

Everything is femslash, variety of pairings.

Thanks! Comment or email dexslytherin@gmail.com

idea bouncing for darkwitches

dexstarr — Tue, 15 Oct 2013 04:31:39 GMT

In the interests of hopefully not hating my fic for darkwitches once I finish it, I'd love if someone would let me bounce my idea off them. Lately I've absolutely hated the fics I've written for fests and have dropped out because I wasn't able to come up with something else I liked.

I'd also be grateful if I could line up a beta.

Quick details: femslash, older couple. More details available through PM or email (dexslytherin@gmail.com). I can't give too much away.

Thanks!

Challenge: Kink Bingo 2013-2014

dexstarr — Mon, 22 Jul 2013 04:07:57 GMT

For Kink Bingo on Dreamwidth

animal play	hypnosis / mind control	uniforms / military kink	drugs / aphrodisiacs	caning
foot fetish / shoe fetish	sensory deprivation	wet messy dirty	power exchange	nippleplay / tit torture
bodies and body parts	suspension		writing on the body	sensation play
scars / scarification	class fantasies	body alteration / injury	whipping / flogging	service
plushie or furry kink	pain	leather / latex / rubber	vanilla kink	obedience / disobedience

I picked the option for the asexual-friendly card, so I going to attempt to make some of these work without sex.

Fic: All Mine (Bloomington, Catherine/Jackie, NC-17)

dexstarr — Sun, 16 Jun 2013 02:23:51 GMT

Title: All Mine
Author: dexstarr
Word Count: 670
Rating: NC-17
Challenge: Kink Bingo: Possession/Marking
Fandom: Bloomington
Characters: Catherine Stark/Jackie Kirk
Warnings: Teacher/student
Author's Note: First, I need to learn to come up with better titles, and two, this is very last minute. I looked at my kink_bingo card for almost a year and had no inspiration despite having a great card.
Disclaimer: Bloomington is not mine, and no profit is made from this work.
Summary: Catherine's going away for the week, and she wants Jackie to remember her.

***

“Come here, porcupine.”

Jackie does, balancing over Catherine’s lap. Her nose wrinkles as it always does at the nickname. She has no clue where it came from, but she takes it as a good sign, hoping none of Catherine’s previous conquests had nicknames.

“Are you going to miss me this week?” Catherine noses Jackie’s neck, leaving a soft kiss in the hollow of her throat.

“Like you have to ask?” Jackie pulls back so she can look Catherine in the eye. “As cute as he is, Ethan just won’t make up for you. He doesn’t steal the blankets, though, which is a plus.” In an hour, Catherine’s leaving for a conference in Las Vegas. The minutes and days apart already weigh on Jackie, but she tries not to show it.

Catherine laughs, a low sound that has Jackie pushing her hips forward. “I’ll call you every night,” she promises. “I know you can’t go that long without me.”

Jackie hangs her head, hair falling into her face to hide her blush. It’s true—she’s insatiable—but she’s still shy about it. She’s come a long way since that first, hesitant night in Catherine’s bed, and that day in the library is one of her favorites. But she’s still shy, easily embarrassed. Catherine seems to like it, so it’s not all bad.

“Don’t be sad, porcupine. I’ll be back before you know it.” Catherine pushes Jackie’s hair back, tucking it behind her ears. Kissing the tip of Jackie’s nose, she smiles when the younger girl laughs at the silly gesture. “Besides, I have the perfect way for you to remember me.”

Curious, Jackie looks up again. There’s a mischievous glint in Catherine’s gaze, one that starts a familiar tingling between Jackie’s legs. She shifts, repositioning herself so she’s balanced over one of Catherine’s thighs. "Oh? What?"

Catherine pushes a hand between her leg and Jackie's pelvis, hand cupping Jackie's mound through her jeans. "I'm going to mark you. Bite that pretty neck of yours and suck so hard you have a bruise until I come back." Unbuttoning and unzipping Jackie's jeans, she slides her hand in, smile widening at the heat she feels. "Someone likes that idea, I see."

Grinding down on Catherine's hand, Jackie just nods. Everyone knows—or at least strongly suspects—that she's fucking Professor Stark. And as shy as Jackie is, she's wanted to show off for a long time that Catherine chose her. Jackie Kirk. The famous one. The one no one else understands.

Catherine nips at her neck, mouth moving here and there until she finds the perfect spot. Then, arching her fingers up into Jackie's warmth, she sets her teeth above Jackie's collarbone. Before she bites down, she rolls her thumb over Jackie's clit, wanting to combine pleasure and pain. Someday she'll have Jackie conditioned to respond to either at her whim.

The bite hurts at first, as does the strong pressure of Catherine's mouth. Jackie whines, bucking on the older woman's hand, seeking out more of that thumb on her clit. Catherine obliges, thumb stroking harder, rougher, and that's all it takes. As Jackie comes, moaning softly—Catherine hasn’t broken her of the instinct to be quiet, not yet—Catherine sucks harder than before, ensuring the mark will bruise purple by tomorrow.

Jackie falls into her, slumping against her shoulder. Removing her hand from the girl's pants, Catherine waits. It always takes Jackie a minute, and she blinks like an owl woken up during the day. Maybe porcupine was the wrong nickname.

When she unlocks her arms from about Catherine's neck, Jackie's first impulse is to touch the spot. The bite is sore, and she can easily feel the indentations of Catherine's teeth in her skin. It's sexy as hell, and she wonders if she has time to reciprocate before the car comes to take Catherine to the airport.

What the hell. The car can wait.

Sliding off Catherine's lap and onto the floor, Jackie settles between her legs. "I'm all yours," she says.

"Mm, yes. You are all mine."

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