From makebelievearchive at gmail.com  Mon Dec  1 15:34:55 2008
From: makebelievearchive at gmail.com (makebelieve archive)
Date: Mon, 1 Dec 2008 17:34:55 -0600
Subject: [Makebelieve] Wren Fic: Daniel's Stargate 7&8 - Stargate - Gen
Message-ID: <f0350dcd0812011534t785f51b9k35dc3f9f69329d75@mail.gmail.com>

REMINDER: we're looking for folks to help write this wren. If the seg
inspires ya, dive in

Fandom: Stargate
Characters: Jack, Young Daniel
Rating: FRT
Summary: Jack O'Neill is called back to duty, where he encounters a young
brilliant boy
Category: Wren fic - anyone can post the next seg
Genre: currently Gen, open for change
Previous chapters posted to
http://www.squidge.org/peja/cgi-bin/viewstory.php?sid=41042&warning=FRC


Daniel's Stargate
by Teddy & Peja

Part 7
by Teddy

The next ten days were hectic for Daniel. Jack took him to the Air Force
Hospital to have his eyes tested but Daniel refused to look at the chart or
speak. Jack sat down beside him with a note pad and two pencils. He started
by looking up at the chart and writing down the biggest letter. In the next
line he wrote down one letter wrong deliberately. Daniel took the second
pencil reached over and scribbled it out. He wrote in the correct letter.
They kept this up until Daniel could recognise most of the letters and the
optomitrist had the script for his new glasses. Then came the choosing of
the frames. Again Jack tried the copy me stratergy. Jack was happy to get
out alive after Daniel tried on every pair of frames in the place. They left
a pile of frames on one of the counters.

Daniel didn't care much for the outside world. One the back seat of Jack's
car, securely strapped in, he pulled his feet up onto the seat and put his
hands over his ears, humming to himself. Whenever the noise around them got
louder, his humming got louder.


Part 8
by PEJA

Jack was with Daniel when the General arrived to check on the child's
progress. the stern looking military man towrded over the boy. Daniel
slithered away from the man, ignoring him even while he cast covert glances
over his shoulder toward him.

The dark scowl blossoming over the general's face set off alarms in Jack's
head even before the trouble hit.

But too late.

The stern-faced man grabbed Daniel by the shoulder and swung him around.

Daniel screamed, more like a banshee howl, unending, piercing, worse than
any stage one alarm Jack had ever heard.

The General responded by grabbing the boy by both shoulders, bending low, in
his face, and shouting, "Stop this nonsense this instant."

Jack was on his feet, dashing across the huge bay area. Horrified by the
scene playing out before him in what his mind saw as slow motion.

Young Daniel's foot rose, paused a mere heartbeat and descended with enough
force to cripple. The General released him jumping around like he was riding
a pogo stick and bellowing to arrest the boy who stood at the edge of the
chaos, tongue in cheek and humming his innocent tune.

Jack dashed up and blocked the guards, who were directing rifles at the
clueless boy. "Back the fuck off, boys." Jack said softly.

He ws not surprised to feel Daniel's small hand slipping into his, the young
boy's body plastered to his back. "Bad men," Daniel murmured, then pointed
to the general. "Very bad man."


end part 8

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From makebelievearchive at gmail.com  Wed Dec  3 18:41:29 2008
From: makebelievearchive at gmail.com (makebelieve archive)
Date: Wed, 3 Dec 2008 20:41:29 -0600
Subject: [Makebelieve] Fic: Riding the Unicorn - PotC - Jack Sparrow/Will
	Turner - FRAO. PWP
Message-ID: <f0350dcd0812031841w7e9e0069sc3e15f270f4c6fb0@mail.gmail.com>

Riding the Unicorn
Author: PEJA
Email: makebelievearchive at gmail.com
Author's websites: http://peja1956.livejournal.com and
http://www.squidge.org/peja/cgi-bin/viewuser.php?uid=1
Fandom: Pirates Of the Caribbean
Pairing: Jack Sparrow/Will Turner
Portrayed by: Johnny Depp/Orlando Bloom
Category: ficlet
Rating: FRAO. PWP
Status:
Spoilers: nope
Series/Sequel:nope
Brief Summary: Will helps Jack fulfill a childhood wish
Warnings: Jack insanity.
Notes/acknowledgments: written for the 'ForeverInDisney' December challenge.
Characters choosen..well duh...word..Unicorn
Notes 2: This is my first PotC. If its not well received, its probably also
the last, I have far too many fandoms, so you like, you know what to do.
General thanks to all of you folks who are requesting short fics and improvs
in the various fandoms. You're keeping the words flowing.
Disclaimers: PotC belongs to someone...but not me. The stroy idea was from
the ForeverInDisney list. the story itself coms from my own warped muse.
Blame them not me
Archive: Yes, but ask first, include the complete story & header and provide
a URL to the archive
Forwarding to other lists: Okay, but keep my name and headers attached. A
heads up would be nice as well.



Jack Sparrow pillowed his head on the body next to him, gently caressing the
velvet soft towering horn that floated before his rum soaked eyes. "So
pretty," he crooned in a sing-song voice. "So sweet."

The body beneath his head made a snickering sound, a tender hand stroking
through his dark hair.

"I always wanted a unicorn, you know? A brilliantly beautiful, sparkling
magical unicorn."

The body beneath him shifted slightly, twisting so his horn glistened
against Jack's lips. Jack chuckled darkly and blow a soft breath over the
rigid tower.

The creature beneath his head moaned softly, thrusting his horn against the
delicious warmth of Jack's lips.

"Used to imagine wrapping that pretty horn in bright ribbons. "Jack twisted
up enough to run his tongue in a lazy circling up and up, round and round.

Fingers tightened in his hair, holding him against the throbbing flesh when
he would move away.

"Me dear ole' mom," Jack murmured. "Used to say you catch a unicorn, crush
the horn into powder and drink it down and love will come to you forever."
Jack scrapped his teeth over the pulsating tower of flesh.

The creature whelped. Those confining fingers guiding Jack where his
attentions did the most good.

"Gonna drink it down now," Jack whispered, blowing his hot breath against
the horn's crown. He took the horn in his mouth, shifting so he could stared
into his beloved unicorns sensual eyes.

Will groaned out his name as Jack swallowed his horn down. Jack had been
playing a siren's song with him so long he exploded into his captain's mouth
with a glorious shout.

Jack continued to lap at the precious horn in his mouth long seconds after
Will collapsed into the sensations of desire spent, finally letting the
relaxed flesh slip away when Will began to play in his hair once more.
"Gotta let me dear ole' mom know its not the powdered horn that matters, but
the sweet elixir in the blowing." he sighed as Will tugged him up his body
for a deep and loving kiss.


end

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From makebelievearchive at gmail.com  Thu Dec  4 04:33:22 2008
From: makebelievearchive at gmail.com (makebelieve archive)
Date: Thu, 4 Dec 2008 06:33:22 -0600
Subject: [Makebelieve] Fic: Have you ever? - Hustle - Danny Blue/Ash Morgan
	- FRN
Message-ID: <f0350dcd0812040433i609fb9a1g75b7ed0dc05ca261@mail.gmail.com>

Have you ever?
Author: PEJA
Email: makebelievearchive at gmail.com
Author's websites: http://peja1956.livejournal.com and
http://www.squidge.org/peja/cgi-bin/viewuser.php?uid=1
Fandom: Hustle
Pairing: Danny Blue/Ash Morgan
Portrayed by: Marc Warren/Robert Glenister
Category: Slash Ficlet
Rating: FRM
Status: complete
Spoilers: no
Series/Sequel: double no
Brief Summary: Danny asks Ash a question
Warnings:
Notes/acknowledgments: this was written cuz I promised Python I'd do her
one.
General thanks to all of you folks who are requesting short fics and improvs
in the various fandoms. You're keeping the words flowing.
Disclaimers: Hustle do not belong to me. The characters belong to its
creator. The birth of this story is owed to Python's desire for it, the
story itself, that's all on me
Archive: Yes, but ask first, include the complete story and provide a URL to
the archive
Forwarding to other lists: Okay, but keep my name and headers attached. A
heads up would be nice as well.



Ash found Danny Blue sitting alone in the bar. Not the one the group
gathered to share, but a suavely high tech bar that catered to the upper
gentry and folks of exotic tastes. A place Danny Blue might have traveled in
for a job. But for his own personal desire...

Nah, Ash just couldn't see it.

Still here he was.

First instinct would have had the older man rushing across the room to the
brooding man's side. But Ash was a conman through and through. And Danny was
one of his crew. If the boy was working a scam he'd be damned if he stumbled
into the middle of it and blew the ka-ching.

He slid into a dark corner of the lounge and watched Danny's back.

Minutes dragged by and finally Danny slid out of his own private booth and
stepped into one of the dimly lit dance cages decorating the place. Danny's
body swayed gently to the pounding music. His hands moved over his body,
each movement emphasizing his manly beauty. The back of a hand grazing over
his rugged cheek, moving down his perfectly curved neck. The other, rubbing
soft circles over his nipples until they stood like hard pebbles under the
tight shirt.

Ash drew a ragged breath when Danny skimmed open the snap-buttons, moving so
the shirt fell open to expose his aroused nipples. Danny dipped and the
shirt fell away from one shoulder, hanging from him wantonly.

Danny's eyes lowered, veiling his eyes and his hand reached lower,
unsnapping his jeans, unzipping. His cock, hard and hungry peeked out,
sending an invitation to everyone in the room.

Ash could take no more. He leapt from his booth and strode across the floor.

A burly man stepped forward to intercept him, but backed down under Ash's
curling lip. A hand reached up toward the cage where Danny danced in utter
disregard to what was going on around him, his eyes never opening, forever
dreamily unaware in his private dream world.

Ash ripped the man's hand away from Danny with a deep warning growl. the
crowd that had gathered to watch the dancer, flittered away, dashing off to
find safer conquest wit one of the other dancers.

"Danny," Ash spoke firmly, breaking the spell Danny had woven around
himself.

He swayed to a stop. His eyes slitted, then lifted slowly open. "Have you
ever fallen in love with one of the crew, Ash?"

Ash's heart stilled in his chest. "Have you?"

"With everything I'm worth."

"I'm sure Stacie will be thrilled."

"Not her, Ash." Danny stepped down from the cage and moved to stand before
his best friend. "You." He began to turn away, saying "Sorry..."

Ash grabbed his arm, pulling him into his arms. "Why are you sorry,
Danny-O." He cupped Danny's raging erection, giving it a none so gentle
squeeze that had Danny melting against him. "Its the best news I've gotten
in ....forever."

Their first kiss was far from chaste, but set the stage for the rest of the
week.

end

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From makebelievearchive at gmail.com  Sat Dec  6 11:58:47 2008
From: makebelievearchive at gmail.com (makebelieve archive)
Date: Sat, 6 Dec 2008 13:58:47 -0600
Subject: [Makebelieve] Desperate Housewives character prompts
Message-ID: <f0350dcd0812061158l531494ndbab41ff8ce7183@mail.gmail.com>

These Fandom related challenges are aimed at specific characters of that
fandoms. Improvs are simple to do, just write something that includes the
words and character. I've included several improvs for each fandom, so
hopefully some of you will feel inspired to write one piece for each of the
improvs. Stores can be general, hetero or slash. You can draw in other
characters, or create your own.

The show - Desperate housewives

*Mike Delfino*
retract
beautiful
slink
low-key

*Jackson Braddock*
dictator
whine (ing)
gobble
crap

*Dave Williams*
I don't believe
gummy
single-minded
crafty

*Carlos Solis*
are you actually telling me
sense
evidence
bandit


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From makebelievearchive at gmail.com  Sun Dec  7 00:06:58 2008
From: makebelievearchive at gmail.com (makebelieve archive)
Date: Sun, 7 Dec 2008 02:06:58 -0600
Subject: [Makebelieve] Shortfic: Wildfire Lover - Desperate Housewives -
	Mike Delfino/Jackson Braddock
Message-ID: <f0350dcd0812070006n155af679tac254b5243e04825@mail.gmail.com>

Wildfire Lover
by PEJA


Fandom: Desperate Housewives
Pairing: Mike Delfino/Jackson Braddock, Susan Mayer
Portrayed by: James Denton/Gale Harold, Teri Hatcher
Category: Ficlet, slash
Rating: FRT
Status: complete
Spoilers: maybe, can't remember the ep though, so
Series/Sequel: one can never be sure
Brief Summary: Mike takes what he wants
Warnings: no
Notes/acknowledgments: Response to the Mike Delfino character prompt posted
to the WWOMB archive. the words to be used were 1. retract, 2. beautiful, 3.
slink, 4. low-key
General thanks to all of you folks who are requesting short fics and improvs
in the various fandoms. You're keeping the words flowing.
Disclaimers: DH belongs to its creators.
Archive: Yes, but ask first, include the complete story and provide a URL to
the archive
Forwarding to other lists: Okay, but keep my name and headers attached. A
heads up would be nice as well.


Mike Delfino lifted his bottle of beer to his lips,taking a deep swallow as
he studied the beautiful young man sprawled lazily across his sofa. For a
brief moment he wondered what the hell he was playing at. Susan had been
more than a little clear, Jackson Braddock was hers. He was to keep his
hands off.

Ah, but he had never been one to take orders where his desires where
concerned. Pretty Jackson was what he wanted, and he was damned if he was
going to let one silly ex-wife stand in his way. Not happening.

He moved across the room and flopped down next to the object of his lust,
smiling when Jackson melted against him. The man was smart. Knew where this
night was heading. And from the hand that suddenly slinked up his leg to
rest on his hard throbbing cock, the pretty boy was right there with him.

"You sure about this, Jackson?" He asked softly, giving the guy a fair
chance to retract the permission his caressing hand had given. "You can't
let Susan know anything about this. Can you do that? Keep us secret?"

"Us," Jackson murmured, leaning up Mike's chest to pepper little baby kisses
over his lips and chin. "Like the sound of that." He lifted a slumerous gaze
to Mike's. "You want to keep me? This isn't a one time thing?"

Mike grasped his chin, smothering his doubts with a ravenous kiss. "That
what you want? More than tonight?"

"Oh yes, please."

Mike smiled nodding. Loving Jackson Braddock promised to be wild and
exciting and full of fire and damnation, but never low-key. Oh no, never
boring, this vital young man.

He set aside his beer and slowly lowered the boy to his back, easing his
hard, hungry body over the writhing form of his newly to be claimed lover.

end

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From makebelievearchive at gmail.com  Mon Dec  8 01:44:35 2008
From: makebelievearchive at gmail.com (makebelieve archive)
Date: Mon, 8 Dec 2008 03:44:35 -0600
Subject: [Makebelieve] wren fic: Daniel's Stargate 9&10 - Stargate - gen
Message-ID: <f0350dcd0812080144p28c110f7k41f66eb83544734b@mail.gmail.com>

Fandom: Stargate
Characters: Jack, Young Daniel
Rating: FRT
Summary: Jack O'Neill is called back to duty, where he encounters a young
brilliant boy
Category: Wren fic - anyone can post the next seg
Genre: currently Gen, open for change
Previous chapters posted to
http://www.squidge.org/peja/cgi-bin/viewstory.php?sid=41042&warning=FRC


Daniel's Stargate
by Teddy & Peja

Part 9
by Teddy.

"Colonel," the General bellowed. "From now on you are responsible for this
child. If he is not in Dr Langford's direct care you are to be with him. Is
that clear?"

"Yes, Sir," O'Neill replied sharply. It wouldn't be any different to the
last few days anyway. Those on base who knew how to look after a kid didn't
really care or were scared off by Daniel's inability to trust them.

When the General left, Jack crouched in front of Daniel, not holding his
hand so that Daniel could withdraw his whenever he wanted. "How about
icecream and jello in the commissary?"

Daniel nodded. Jack imagined for a moment that he saw a smile but then it
was gone. Daniel didn't smile at people. He only smiled to himself over his
work.


Part 10
by Peja


Jack was happy.

Oh, not the I'm on top of the world, ecstatic, ride the bullet happy. He
doubted that he would ever have that again. That had gone to heaven to live
with his lost son.

But he was a kind of all is right with the world, plaster over the gaping
cannonball hole where his heart used to live kind of happy. A happy that
promised there was a reason to get up in the morning again. Someone needed
him.

It was a good kind of happy. A happy that brought a smile to his face and a
softly hummed song to his lips. Young Daniel's song.

So here he was, humming softly, while he made up the the cot he had demanded
be delivered on the spot, no he would not wait until the morning. He had a
boy who needed a bed tonight, dammit,

Young Daniel made a point to ignore his presence, but the sidelong glances
let Jack know Daniel may not show his awareness, but the youngster knew he
was there. And when Jack launched into the third rendition of the tuneless
melody, Daniel added his soft voice in harmony.

for Jack, it was enough. The childless father had a fatherless child. Yeah,
it was enough to build on

[hope this made some sort of sense. Its 3:30 in the morning and my head is
not what I would call focused.]


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From makebelievearchive at gmail.com  Tue Dec  9 21:57:58 2008
From: makebelievearchive at gmail.com (makebelieve archive)
Date: Tue, 9 Dec 2008 23:57:58 -0600
Subject: [Makebelieve] [please read] wakey wakey & 24 hour story prompt -
	why me
Message-ID: <f0350dcd0812092157t71a423ecof08b1f22244743e8@mail.gmail.com>

I know you're lurking, but we need some action here other than my occasional
poking and prodding so I'm going back to sending batch prompts and
challenges on a maddeningly regular pace...Come on guys, you know you wanna
do something with the list, or you would have left by now..., so just commit
to make the lists what we want them to be and take on at least one of the
challenges a month. A drabble or poem would do the trick...And how about you
precious little lurkers, maybe just make a commentary post or even your own
challenge once a month. no ones gonna bite ya. I gots a big pointy stick and
I'll poke anyone who does

now the prompt....
Any fandom, any genre, 24 hours to write the story...so due by 12 midnight
on Wenesday (Remember, you can use the prompt at any time, if it inspires at
a later date.). that said, the idea is that you write a story or poem,
drabbles and snippets okay...well, probable given the time limit... to the
story prompt

  * Why God? Why me?....What's your plan

Responses to the previous challenge "welcome to creepy town" can be found
here

http://www.squidge.org/peja/cgi-bin/challenges.php?chalid=1067

Its okay to forward the prompts, but if ya do, please point the folks toward
the archive http://www.squidge.org/peja/cgi-bin/index.php so they can
archive their stories linked to the prompt, or just have 'em send me a
direct submission copy and I'll archive it for them


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From makebelievearchive at gmail.com  Tue Dec  9 22:30:55 2008
From: makebelievearchive at gmail.com (makebelieve archive)
Date: Wed, 10 Dec 2008 00:30:55 -0600
Subject: [Makebelieve] Wren: Daniel's Stargate 11&12 - gen
Message-ID: <f0350dcd0812092230v38fbfe19wd3026b276ad0f0b3@mail.gmail.com>

Fandom: Stargate
Characters: Jack, Young Daniel
Rating: FRT
Summary: Jack O'Neill is called back to duty, where he encounters a young
brilliant boy
Category: Wren fic - anyone can post the next seg
Genre: currently Gen, open for change
Previous chapters posted to
http://www.squidge.org/peja/cgi-bin/viewstory.php?sid=41042&warning=FRC


Daniel's Stargate
by Teddy & Peja...anyone else???


Part 11
by Arawa

But Daniel was not an easy child to care for. He got himself ready for bed,
letting Jack lead him around to the locker rooms and showers. He even
brushed his own teeth pretty well. But when it came time to put on his pjs,
Daniel took one look at the ones Jack had chosen and screamed.

Right thought Jack, that's why these ones look new. They were unused. He
couldn't leave Daniel here alone and he couldn't lead a naked boy down the
hallways of the base. He wondered for a moment or two if he could wrap him
in a towel and carry him but guessed that with Daniel's dislike of being
touched he would just scream the place down.

Jack took the offending pjs and dropped them into the trash can. Daniel
looked into the can and then at Jack, frowning. Jack could see his mind
trying to figure it out, but Daniel's concentration wasn't on Jack for long.
He got dressed. Jack thought he would grow old waiting for him to tie his
laces but didn't dare send Daniel into another screaming match.

He followed Jack along the corridors of the base back to the VIP quarters
Jack had taken over as his own. It wasn't like there was anyone much on the
base after dark. The room had been rearranged slightly to accommodate the
extra bed. Daniel found his bag and put his favourite pjs on. Jack noted the
difference, these were flanelette, not the stretch cotton like the others.
This pair was particularly well worn and a touch too small for him but he
didn't seem to mind. He took his stuffed toy, of which Jack had yet to make
out it's shape and climbed into bed.

"Lights out," Daniel said.


Part 12
by PEJA

Next morning, Jack woke to find Daniel sitting cross legged at the foot of
his bed. "Been there long, Danny boy?"

Daniel tilted his head, looking past Jack while he tugged on the blanket
covering the man.

"Hold up there," Jack said, his fingers fisting around his covers. "Want me
to get up, huh? Hungry?"

"Hungry." Daniel agreed softly. Then added "Daddy."

Jack's jaw dropped, then moved as he tried to form words that would not
come. "Yeah," he said finally. "Guess or all intnets and purposes I'm your
daddy. Okay with you?"

With a quick nod, Daniel jumped off the bed and scramble to his dresser,
grabbing out a pair of jeans and shirt that he quickly dressed in before
trning back to Jack, who still lie watching him from the bed.

Daniel scowled at him. "Hungry."

"Okay, okay," jack said managing to pull himslef from his bed. "I'm getting
up."

That magical, fleeting almost smile that Jack had come to watch for ghosted
over Daniel's lips as he drifted down to the floor to sit with his legs
crossed, waiting for jack to get ready, and occassionally pushing him along
with a quiet, "Hungry."

Jack's heart was soaring as Daniel took his hand and led the way to the mess
hall.

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From: makebelievearchive at gmail.com (makebelieve archive)
Date: Wed, 10 Dec 2008 16:49:11 -0600
Subject: [Makebelieve] Ficlet: Dream Lover - Fringe - Olivia/John,
	Olivia/Astrid - FRM
Message-ID: <f0350dcd0812101449s23e1de70gfbc644040be03d4c@mail.gmail.com>

Title: Dream Lover
Author: PEJA
Email: makebelievearchive at gmail.com
Author's websites: http://peja1956.livejournal.com and
http://www.squidge.org/peja/cgi-bin/viewuser.php?uid=1
Fandom: Fringe
Pairing: Olivia/John, Olivia/Astrid
Portrayed by: Anna Torv/Mark Valley Anna Torvv/Jasika Nicole
Category: Implied slash, het
Rating: FRM, for language
Status: complete, ficlet
Spoilers: sorta kinda, but canon went out the window for the muse
Series/Sequel: nope
Brief Summary: Olivia wonders about her sanity
Prompt: The Show - Fringe - The Character - Olivia Dunham - 1. help, 2. I
don't know, 3. special, 4. desire
Warnings: short, short, short...and really short
Notes/acknowledgments: Written for the Fringe character prompts, and to
christen the new http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Fringe_Fantasies list.
General thanks to all of you folks who are requesting short fics and improvs
in the various fandoms. You're keeping the words flowing.
Disclaimers: Fringe belongs to the folks who created it. the story is all
mine
Archive: Yes, but ask first, include the complete story and provide a URL to
the archive
Forwarding to other lists: Okay, but keep my name and headers attached. A
heads up would be nice as well.



Olivia Dunham's confusion couldn't be more complete even if she had acquired
a bout of swiss cheese amnesia. Since she'd been recruited to baby sit the
brilliant, but more than a little loopy, insane, Frankenstein doctor, Walter
Bishop, her life had been turned upside down and inside out. More times than
not she would have cheerfully taken Alice's place down the rabbit hole.
Talking rabbits and Cheshire cats all most seemed normal to some of the
things she had experienced.

And now she was seeing her dead lover. She was having *sex* with the damn
man. Only he wasn't really there, so was she having sex with...herself, and
wasn't that special... but if she was only having sex in her mind, how come
it felt like the real thing. Oh god, was she going insane? Was it crazy
messed up to feel a very real desire to be held... touched..loved by someone
who only lived in her mind?

If it was, who could she turn to who might really be able help her. Not
Bishop the senior. Oh, to be fair, he had tried to free her from the
imaginary John Scott. Bisphop the junior had his own problems. He wouldn't
even have a clue how to gether free of this fantasy.

What the hell, if she was honest with herself, what would she do if anyone
asked her if she really wanted to be free of Scott, the only truthful answer
she could give would be....I don't know.

John Scott made her happy. Soul blazing, tripping the stairs to heaven
happy. She had loved him when he was alive. Had hated him when he betrayed
her, not just once, but twice. And loved him now, even though he was a
figment of her mind fucked imagination.

Did she want to give him up? Honestly?

Hell no

But then again, yes.

Damn it.

Astrid would freaking kill her if she knew she was cheating on her with a
dead ghost kind of lover. Even if it was only happening in her head. If it
was only happening in her head. Which would mean she was going out of her
mind....

Olivia sighed. She was so fucked.


end

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From: makebelievearchive at gmail.com (makebelieve archive)
Date: Thu, 11 Dec 2008 01:40:48 -0600
Subject: [Makebelieve] Challenges&MLs for Fringe/Enterprise/7 Days/The
	Mentalist/House MD/Mobile Suit Gundam 00/NCIS/Boston
	Legal/Prison Break
Message-ID: <f0350dcd0812102340m1fa60719kd1fc8cc1d3d32442@mail.gmail.com>

These Fandom related challenges are aimed at specific characters of that
fandoms. Improvs are simple to do, just write something that includes the
words and character. I've included several improvs for each fandom, so
hopefully some of you will feel inspired to write one piece for each of the
improvs. Stores can be general, hetero or slash. You can draw in other
characters, or create your own.

The Show - Fringe
The Character - Olivia Dunham
  1. help
  2. I don't know
  3. special
  4. desire

Peter Bishop
  1. tough guy
  2. games
  3. assist
  4. secret

Phillip Broyles
  1. flu
  2. worse
  3. remember
  4. consume (ed)

Charlie Francis
  1. bring him back
  2. advice
  3. roller (s)
  4. work

Nina Sharp
  1. wind
  2. snuggle
  3. insane
  4. lived happily

Astrid Farnsworth
  1. maintain
  2. temper
  3. long and winding
  4. pass

John Scott
  1. ghost
  2. haunt
  3. playing games
  4. temptation

Walter Bishop
  1. fickle finger of fate
  2. nervous tic
  3. magic
  4. I love you

http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Fringe_Fantasies

The Show - Star Trek Enterprise
The Character - Jonathan Archer
  1. The next move is yours
  2. respect
  3. caress
  4. belong(s)

T'Pol
  1. chance
  2. stroke
  3. enough
  4. value

Phlox
  1. drug of choice
  2. blind (blind-fold)
  3. prepare
  4. agree (ment)

Malcolm Reed
  1. losing
  2. thrust
  3. reduce
  4. brace

Travis Mayweather
  1. Relentless
  2. chase
  3. zone
  4. difference

Hoshi Sato
  1. fearless
  2. beauty or brains
  3. zoom
  4. project

Charles 'Trip' Tucker III
  1. quest
  2. battle of the sexes
  3. fresh
  4. extend (ed)

Commander Shran (the Andorian)
  1. pink skin (I love you, pink skin)
  2. Imagine
  3. wicked
  4. custom

http://lists.squidge.org/index.html/info/allthestartreksbdsm
http://lists.squidge.org/index.html/info/allthestartreksfic
http://lists.squidge.org/index.html/info/startrekchatandfic
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/All_The_Star_Treks_Fic
http://lists.squidge.org/index.html/info/chatandficonthestarshipenterprise
http://lists.squidge.org/index.html/info/slashonthestarshipenterprise
http://lists.squidge.org/index.html/info/startrek_enterpriseslash



The Show- 7 Days
The Character - Frank Parker
  1. trade (wanna trade)
  2. here for you
  3. battle
  4. I need a daddy

Olga Vukavitch
  1. test
  2. blood flow
  3. thrust
  4. high

Craig Donovan
  1. honest
  2. feel much better
  3. my favorite toy
  4. sensual

Bradley Talmadge
  1. dangerous
  2. breathe
  3. john
  4. sex

Nathan Ramsey
  1. safe limits
  2. peachy
  3. don't stop
  4. sleep deprived

Isaac Mentnor
  1. crush
  2. problem
  3. will you...
  4. its complicated

John Ballard
  1. sugar tit
  2. reality
  3. daddy
  4. lick

http://lists.squidge.org/index.html/info/7daysbdsmandslash
http://lists.squidge.org/index.html/info/7daysfic

The Show - the Mentalist
The Character- Patrick Jane
  1. I'm going to...
  2. fire
  3. want
  4. impossible

Teresa Lisbon
  1 stunt
  2. woo hoo
  3. ah, that is good
  4. dummy

Kendall Cho
  1. gonna get ya
  2. burn
  3. Are you sure..
  4. nice feeling

Wayne Rigsby
  1. you like watching
  2. sneak
  3. trust(s)
  4. power

Grace Van Pelt
  1. cloak
  2. exactly
  3. silly (silly of me)
  4. Impressed

http://tv.groups.yahoo.com/group/TheMentalist_Fantasies


the Show - House MD
The Character - Gregory House
  1. Drug
  2. Freak
  3. Risk
  4. Singing

Eric Foreman
  1. arrest
  2. romance
  3. desk
  4. order

James Wilson
  1. store(age)
  2. re-do
  3. slow...and with a great deal of pain
  4. snuggle

Lisa Cuddy
  1. Ass
  2 depress (ed)(ion)(ing)
  3. Three blind mice
  4. come back

Robert Chase
  1. watch
  2. think
  3. lover
  4. suspects

Lawrence Kutner
  1. the air is(was) buzzing with
  2. feeling
  3. best
  4. serious(ly)

Chris Taub
  1. closed me out
  2. embrace
  3. hope
  4. how about that


http://groups.yahoo.com/group/HouseMD_Slash
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/HouseMDfic

The Show - Mobile Suit Gundam 00
The Character - Setsuna
  1. worked up
  2. calm down
  3. its a date
  4. nailed

The Character - Graham Acre
  1. Obsessed
  2. Sentimental
  3. hit me with that big blade of yours
  4. amazing

The Show - NCIS
The Character - Ducky Mallard
  1. shove something in his mouth so he can't talk anymore
  2. stay
  3. fantasy
  4.
The Character - Ziva David
  1. I'll tell
  2. promise
  3. capture
  4. right now

The Character - Kate Todd
  1. naked
  2. complete
  3. half-hearted
  4. pushy

The Character - Leon Vance
  1. compell (ing)
  2. juiced
  3. accessible
  4. authority

The Character - LeRoy Gibbs
  1. whorl
  2. insurgent
  3. ashes
  4. novelty

The Character - Tony DiNozzo
  1. defy
  2. skitter
  3. temper
  4. devilish

The Character - Gerald
  1. crate
  2. herding
  3. crown
  4. aspire

The Character - Jimmy Palmer
  1. be a dear
  2. here
  3. the breeze on
  4. recoil

http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Gibbs_And_DiNozzo
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/GibbsLovesDucky
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Navy_NCIS_fic
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/NavyNCISslash
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/NCIS_FicOnly
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/NCISsTimMcGeeGoneWild
http://lists.squidge.org/index.html/info/ncis_slash

The Show - Boston Legal
The Character - Alan Shore
  1. favor
  2. safe-keeping
  3. Pleasant
  4. Screw it up

The Character - Denny Crane
  1. I'll show you mine
  2. endanger
  3. belly laugh
  4. You had to know

The Character - Shirley Schmidt
  1. cheat (ing)
  2. suck face
  3. infallible
  4. offensive

The Character - Carl Sack
  1. shut up
  2. dream (ing)
  3. accepted
  4. Trivial

The Character - Jerry Espenson
  1. chia pet
  2. distress
  3. motto
  4. gathering

The Character - Melvin Palmer
  1. Have you told
  2. delight
  3. good buddy
  4. thirst

http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Boston_Legal_Slash

The Show - Prison Break
The Character - Michael Scofield
  1. ego
  2. revenge
  3. sell
  4. little slice of heaven

The Character - Fernando Sucre
  1. Trumpt up
  2. negitive
  3. hang (ing)
  4. last option

The Character - Alex Mahone
  1. trust
  2. deal
  3. tell me when I'm getting warm
  4. upstairs

http://groups.yahoo.com/group/PrisonBreak_Fantasies


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From: makebelievearchive at gmail.com (makebelieve archive)
Date: Fri, 12 Dec 2008 02:37:50 -0600
Subject: [Makebelieve] Fic: The Slave 11 - XFiles - Krycek/ - slavefic
Message-ID: <f0350dcd0812120037y33692ec3n7ef6b035c0d1e732@mail.gmail.com>

The Slave 11
by PEJA

Fandom: XFiles
Pairing: Krycek/m
Portrayed by: (optional)Nicholas Lea/ Other characters: Special Agent Fox
Mulder (David Duchovny), Special Agent Dana Scully (Gillian Anderson),
Assistant Director Walter Skinner (Mitch Pileggi)
Category: Slash
Rating: FRM
Status: series WIP, chapter complete
Spoilers: none
Series/Sequel: part 11 of "The Slave"
Brief Summary: Fear, thy name is Alex
Warnings: overall BDSM, torture. Really dark nastiness happening
Notes/acknowledgments: This one is dedicated to all the readers who have
sent me the wonderful comments. I really appreciate knowing someone is
reading what I write...Amazed, mind, but very appreciative.
General thanks to all of you folks who are requesting short fics and improvs
in the various fandoms. You're keeping the words flowing.
Disclaimers: not mine.
Archive: Yes, but ask first, include the complete story and provide a URL to
the archive
Forwarding to other lists: Okay, but keep my name and headers attached. A
heads up would be nice as well.
Previous chapters can be read at http://peja1956.livejournal.com/118762.html.
Just follow the links at the end of the chapters




Confusion flowed over Alex as he stared at the man who owned him. Why would
he refuse to pleasure himself? Previous experience told him that the masters
never denied themselves when it came to matters of the flesh. And Master's
body proved that he desired this body.

"I am without disease, sir." Alex whispered. "Thralls are tested every two
months to ensure we do not infect the clients."

"Its not a question of your health, boy." Walter pushed to his feet, putting
space between him and the kneeling, naked man. "I won't take advantage of
you."

"Advantage?" Alex felt fear well up inside him. "Of a thrall?" A new thought
hit him. Master seemed to know very little of how a thrall was to be
treated. Was he a true keeper?

Master had said he would free him. Was that the problem? Was master really
an abolitionist? A shudder ran through his body. He had heard stories in the
pens of thralls set free. Had actually seen several return to the keepers,
begging to be reclaimed.

Thralls, if they had ever had it, lost the knowledge to live outside the
society of slavery in retraining. For a thrall, it was simple. The masters
cared for them. Saw to it they had food when they were hungry. A bed, even
if it was only a thin sheet and blanket, to crawl into after the days work
was complete. They made sure the thralls slept when it was time, got up when
they were supposed to. Protected and cared for them.

Setting a thrall free was a death sentence. A slow, terrifying death.

"This one was valuable to the master for the knowledge that was supposed to
be known to the thrall," Alex reasoned aloud, his voice flat. "This one has
lost the life that had been Alex Krycek. This one can not tell Master what
he wants to know. This thrall is without value without the knowledge Master
requires." He nodded to himself, coming to the answers that would explain
the confusion. "Master does not really want this one. Master will cast this
one out." He nodded to himself. "This one will...die."

Unless...

"Master."

Walter had been listening to the softly spoken reasoning. Some small part of
him wanted to deny what Alex had said, but would he be telling the truth.

"What's on your mind, boy?"

"Please, sir, do not cast this one out."

"Alex.."

"This one can bring you profit," Alex spoke quickly.

"Just exactly how would you do that, Alex?"

"There is an auction at the warehouse every day at noon. Allow this one to
go on the block."

"Sell you?"

Alex eyes veiled and he nodded. "Th--This one is strong. This one will
pleasure the buyers many times over, whatever might drive up the price this
one might bring. I swear, there will be many who would find this one's
abilities attractive."

"You propose to whore yourself to convince someone of your worth."

Alex nodded eagerly. "If that is what the masters wish." He ducked his head.
"This one is well versed in the ways of pleasure. Both the sensual and the
pleasures of pain and humiliation."

"I asked you not to address yourself as this one, Alex." Walter reminded.

Alex blinked rapidly, "This one....I..." A small frustratd whimper parted
Alex' lips.

"Is this what you want, Alex?"

"I?" He shook his head in confusion. "A thrall exists to please the master."

"Do you want to be sold at this auction, Alex?" Walter asked again, gently.

Alex' smile fell short, wavering into a shrug. "Master desires this one
gone. This one exists to please the master."

Skinner studied the other man, mulling over the things Alex had said. His
lips turned down in distaste at the idea of Alex going to someone else.
Being used for sex like a common prostitute. Or worse. "You will stay."

"Master?"

"No more discussion, thrall." He said, stressing Alex' imagined station in
life. "You belong to me. You accepted that you belong to me. End of story."

end this part

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From: makebelievearchive at gmail.com (makebelieve archive)
Date: Sat, 13 Dec 2008 22:56:47 -0600
Subject: [Makebelieve] wrenfic: Daniel's Stargate 13-14 - Jack, young Daniel
Message-ID: <f0350dcd0812132056p66276fc8o214e7bd097d7dccb@mail.gmail.com>

Fandom: Stargate
Characters: Jack, Young Daniel
Rating: FRT
Summary: Jack O'Neill is called back to duty, where he encounters a young
brilliant boy
Category: Wren fic - anyone can post the next seg
Genre: currently Gen, open for change
Previous chapters posted to
http://www.squidge.org/peja/cgi-bin/viewstory.php?sid=41042&warning=FRC


Daniel's Stargate
by Teddy & Peja...anyone else???




Part 13
by Arawa

When Jack entered the huge room Daniel was working in, he was talking a mile
a minute with Dr Langford. He could really go when the subject was right and
it didn't seem to matter if anyone was listening to him, he just kept on
talking. There were elaborate drawings all over the walls and floor in chalk
as well as papers everywhere.

Dr Langford turned to Jack. "He's done it. It's taken us two years to get
this far and he's taken 2 weeks to solve it. It actually seems he solved it
two days after he got here but he hadn't finished translating the rest of
the symbols yet. Time to tell General West."


Part 14
by PEJA

"General, its a crazy idea," Jack growled. "I won't do it."

"You will do it." The stern faced man commanded. "That boy could be
invaluable."

"We have no way of knowing what we're going to encounter going through that
damn ring. Daniel isn't equipped to handle life here. How the hell do you
think he can deal with..." Jack's hand sliced the air. "Whatever is on the
other side."

end part 14


Anyone wanna take the next part?
Anyone reading?

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From makebelievearchive at gmail.com  Mon Dec 15 16:10:53 2008
From: makebelievearchive at gmail.com (makebelieve archive)
Date: Mon, 15 Dec 2008 18:10:53 -0600
Subject: [Makebelieve] wrenfic: Grease Is The Way We Are Feeling -
	Jack/Ianto, Owen, Tosh/Gwen, possible
Message-ID: <f0350dcd0812151610m29dcffffufae62434a60f5835@mail.gmail.com>

I'm offering this as a wren, so if anyone wants to contrib, go for it. If
not...well,I love my baby so...

Grease Is The Way We Are Feeling
by PEJA


Fandom: Torchwood
Pairing: Jack/Ianto, Owen
Portrayed by: John Barrowman/Gareth David-Lloyd, Burn Gorman
Category: Slash
Rating: anyone's guess, but FRT for now
Status: WREN
Spoilers: only superficial at the very most. I bought the Grease soundtrack
starring John Barrowman in Travolta's role
Series/Sequel:
Brief Summary: Jack has an accident, with unusual results
Warnings: general weirdness.
Notes/acknowledgments: Written for WWOMB archive's 24 hour prompt - "Welcome
to creepy town"
General thanks to all of you folks who are requesting short fics and improvs
in the various fandoms. You're keeping the words flowing.
Disclaimers: Jack and the Torchwood belong to their creators. The general
strangeness is all mine
Archive: Yes, but ask first, include the complete story and provide a URL to
the archive
Forwarding to other lists: Okay, but keep my name and headers attached. A
heads up would be nice as well.
Previous chapters found at:
http://www.squidge.org/peja/cgi-bin/viewstory.php?sid=41043



Part 3
by PEJA

Several hours, and a hundred or so web cam shots later, Ianto and Jack slept
like kittens wrapped up in a tangle of arms legs and various other body
parts in the middle of the floor.

Tosh and Gwen had settled down to work once the show wound down. Owen, on
the other hand had sat down next to Ianto and Jack, taking pulses, sticking
a thermomitor in Jack's ear. In general, doing his doctor act. "Jack's got a
temp. 103." he said to no one in paricular.

"That's a surprise?" Gwen grinned laciviously. "He's just run a five hour
sex marathon. Be amazed if Ianto doesn't have some injuries that I don't
even wanna think about."

Owen threw her an equally scandalous smile and wink. "Ah, but how he got
them."

"You just going to leave them lying there with their all togethers hanging
out." Tosh snipped.

"Like you haven't seen it all already." Owen tossed Jack's trousers at her
and she caught them with one hand, laying them across her lap and stroking
the cloth with a caressing hand. "I seem to recall you having our hands in
some..interesting places quite a few times during the show."

Tosh shrugged. "I don't know what you mean."

"Yeah," Owen nodded, then tossed Gwen a 'Tell me another one' wink.

Shrugging, Tosh turned back to her console. "Whatever."

end part 3
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From makebelievearchive at gmail.com  Mon Dec 15 16:10:53 2008
From: makebelievearchive at gmail.com (makebelieve archive)
Date: Mon, 15 Dec 2008 18:10:53 -0600
Subject: [Makebelieve] wrenfic: Grease Is The Way We Are Feeling -
	Jack/Ianto, Owen, Tosh/Gwen, possible
Message-ID: <f0350dcd0812151610m29dcffffufae62434a60f5835@mail.gmail.com>

I'm offering this as a wren, so if anyone wants to contrib, go for it. If
not...well,I love my baby so...

Grease Is The Way We Are Feeling
by PEJA


Fandom: Torchwood
Pairing: Jack/Ianto, Owen
Portrayed by: John Barrowman/Gareth David-Lloyd, Burn Gorman
Category: Slash
Rating: anyone's guess, but FRT for now
Status: WREN
Spoilers: only superficial at the very most. I bought the Grease soundtrack
starring John Barrowman in Travolta's role
Series/Sequel:
Brief Summary: Jack has an accident, with unusual results
Warnings: general weirdness.
Notes/acknowledgments: Written for WWOMB archive's 24 hour prompt - "Welcome
to creepy town"
General thanks to all of you folks who are requesting short fics and improvs
in the various fandoms. You're keeping the words flowing.
Disclaimers: Jack and the Torchwood belong to their creators. The general
strangeness is all mine
Archive: Yes, but ask first, include the complete story and provide a URL to
the archive
Forwarding to other lists: Okay, but keep my name and headers attached. A
heads up would be nice as well.
Previous chapters found at:
http://www.squidge.org/peja/cgi-bin/viewstory.php?sid=41043



Part 3
by PEJA

Several hours, and a hundred or so web cam shots later, Ianto and Jack slept
like kittens wrapped up in a tangle of arms legs and various other body
parts in the middle of the floor.

Tosh and Gwen had settled down to work once the show wound down. Owen, on
the other hand had sat down next to Ianto and Jack, taking pulses, sticking
a thermomitor in Jack's ear. In general, doing his doctor act. "Jack's got a
temp. 103." he said to no one in paricular.

"That's a surprise?" Gwen grinned laciviously. "He's just run a five hour
sex marathon. Be amazed if Ianto doesn't have some injuries that I don't
even wanna think about."

Owen threw her an equally scandalous smile and wink. "Ah, but how he got
them."

"You just going to leave them lying there with their all togethers hanging
out." Tosh snipped.

"Like you haven't seen it all already." Owen tossed Jack's trousers at her
and she caught them with one hand, laying them across her lap and stroking
the cloth with a caressing hand. "I seem to recall you having our hands in
some..interesting places quite a few times during the show."

Tosh shrugged. "I don't know what you mean."

"Yeah," Owen nodded, then tossed Gwen a 'Tell me another one' wink.

Shrugging, Tosh turned back to her console. "Whatever."

end part 3
anyone up to the next bit?

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From makebelievearchive at gmail.com  Wed Dec 24 09:19:23 2008
From: makebelievearchive at gmail.com (makebelieve archive)
Date: Wed, 24 Dec 2008 11:19:23 -0600
Subject: [Makebelieve] The Slave 12 - XF - Skinner/Krycek
Message-ID: <f0350dcd0812240919jb278cb2re6464507fc544833@mail.gmail.com>

The Slave 12
by PEJA

Fandom: XFiles
Pairing: Krycek/m
Portrayed by: (optional)Nicholas Lea/ Other characters: Special Agent Fox
Mulder (David Duchovny), Special Agent Dana Scully (Gillian Anderson),
Assistant Director Walter Skinner (Mitch Pileggi)
Category: Slash
Rating: FRM
Status: series WIP, chapter complete
Spoilers: none
Series/Sequel: part 12 of "The Slave"
Brief Summary: Fear, thy name is Alex
Warnings: overall BDSM, torture. Really dark nastiness happening
Notes/acknowledgments: This one is dedicated to all the readers who have
sent me the wonderful comments. I really appreciate knowing someone is
reading what I write...Amazed, mind, but very appreciative.
General thanks to all of you folks who are requesting short fics and improvs
in the various fandoms. You're keeping the words flowing.
Disclaimers: not mine.
Archive: Yes, but ask first, include the complete story and provide a URL to
the archive
Forwarding to other lists: Okay, but keep my name and headers attached. A
heads up would be nice as well.
Previous chapters can be read at http://peja1956.livejournal.com/118762.html.
Just follow the links at the end of the chapters



Krycek went very still for a heartbeat, before saying, "Yes, sir."

Watching the man, Walter wondered briefly if it had been a mistake calling
him thrall. He'd wanted to take control of a situation he feared might be
spiraling out of control. Reminding Krycek that in his mind, he was a thrall
had been a chance he felt needed to be risked.

Had it been a push to hard for the confused man to handle?

"Alex, look at me."

Krycek's green gaze lifted, flinched away, then through an obvious effort,
returned to hold Skinner's.

Skinner smiled. "Come here, boy."

Krycek dropped from his knees, and began to crawl over to e other man.

Walter's gaze roamed Krycek's too thin form with rising interest. Scowling
at his inability to ignore the tempting treat, he growled. "On your feet,
boy. You're a man, for Christ's sake. Walk."

A tremor rippled up Krycek's spine as the words settled in his mind. Sharp
teeth nibbling at the corner of his lower lip, he moved back to his knees,
then rose gracefully.

Walter saw the trouble Krycek was in instantly. The man wavered on bloodless
knees, then as if in slow motion, began to crumble toward the floor. Walter
was there before he was halfway down, catching Krycek up to his chest in a
crushing embrace.

A soft whimper escaped Kyrcek's pale lips. His hands lifted, resting on
Skinner's chest.

"Its okay." Walter said softly. "I've got you."

Krycek's wide eyed gaze met Skinner's.

"Didn't think about how long you've been kneeling there. Should of realized
your legs had fallen asleep." He brushed back Krycek's hair. "You okay,
boy."

"You..." Krycek stared at him. "You caught me."

"Well, of course I did. Wan't just going to stand there and let you splatter
across my floor, was I? You've been injured enough, far as I can see. No
need to add insult."

"But...Why?"

"Why?"

"This one is expendable." Krycek was speaking to himself, Walter realized
from the vaguely unfocused glaze to his eyes. "Master has no desire for this
one. Why would master catch a worthless thrall who can be replaced by one of
the herd? One who would appeal to..."

Skinner silenced him with a soul destroying kiss. Krycek accepted the kiss,
giving Skinner free access to his lips, his mouth, accepting, but not asking
for anything for himself.

Skinner sighed, breaking the kiss. He ran a thumb over Krycek's lower lip,
gazing into Alex' wide green eyes. Reading the confusion radiating from
Krycek.

"I do want you, boy." Skinner told him, thrusting his hips forward so Krycek
could feel his hard length. "Make no mistake there. I've wanted to bury my
cock deep in your ass since the day you first walked into my office."

"Sir?"

"Are you playing with me, Alex?" Skinner asked softly. "Pretending to be
this innocent victim?" His fingers tangled in Krycek's hair, suddenly
tugging his head back so the arch of Krycek's throat was bared to him. "Are
you?"

Krycek blanched, clinging to Skinner's forearms for support. "Please, Sir."

"Please?" Skinner scraped his teeth against Kyrcek's pulsating jugular.
Krycek shivered against him, drawing a growl from deep down in Skinner's
gut. "Please....what?"

"How may this one...." Krycek paused as Skinner's arms tightened around him,
reminding him. "How may I serve you?"

Skinner tipped Krycek's chin up, "I will not take advantage of you, boy?"

"I...dont understand."

"When I kiss you," Skinner claimed Kyrcek's lips once more, with the same
unsatisfying response. "Milksop." He sighed. "I could get as much from a
rubber doll. I won't have a human sex doll in my arms, or my bed." He put
Krycek away from him, watching carefully for any sign of his knees giving
way again before he moved away. "I'm hungry? Come along.Lets see what we can
put together a supper for us."


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From: makebelievearchive at gmail.com (makebelieve archive)
Date: Fri, 26 Dec 2008 22:43:29 -0600
Subject: [Makebelieve] FIc: The Slave 13 - XF- Krycek/Skinner
Message-ID: <f0350dcd0812262043g45d1a3ecx42800e9ad8fe66e7@mail.gmail.com>

The Slave 13
by PEJA

Fandom: XFiles
Pairing: Krycek/m
Portrayed by: (optional)Nicholas Lea/ Other characters: Special Agent Fox
Mulder (David Duchovny), Special Agent Dana Scully (Gillian Anderson),
Assistant Director Walter Skinner (Mitch Pileggi)
Category: Slash
Rating: FRM
Status: series WIP, chapter complete
Spoilers: none
Series/Sequel: part 13 of "The Slave"
Brief Summary: Alex reveals more
Warnings: overall BDSM, torture. Really dark nastiness happening
Notes/acknowledgments: This one is dedicated to all the readers who have
sent me the wonderful comments. I really appreciate knowing someone is
reading what I write...Amazed, mind, but very appreciative.
General thanks to all of you folks who are requesting short fics and improvs
in the various fandoms. You're keeping the words flowing.
Disclaimers: not mine.
Archive: Yes, but ask first, include the complete story and provide a URL to
the archive
Forwarding to other lists: Okay, but keep my name and headers attached. A
heads up would be nice as well.
Previous chapters can be read at http://peja1956.livejournal.com/118762.html.
Just follow the links at the end of the chapters




Part 13

Skinner directed the meal preparation, peeling and steaming potatoes while
Krycek tore and put together a salad. Krycek mixed a dressing to Skinner's
specifications while Skinner grilled a couple steaks.

With the meal cooked, Skinner piled up the plates and told Krycek to bring
silverware for the two of them. The man hesitated a moment until Skinner
spurred him on, reminding him that the food would cool if he took to long.

Skinner laid the plates on the table then went back to pour two steaming
mugs of coffee. He returned to the table to find Krycek kneeling in the far
corner. "Get over here and eat, boy." Skinner told him settling into his
chair.

Krycek rose and walked to the table, drifting back down at Skinner's knee.
"What the...? Alex, sit in the chair."

Krycek's up-turned face was a nearly translucent. "Sir?'

"How the hell do you plan to eat there? Get up and sit in the chair."

Krycek swallowed loudly as he rose and gingerly took the chair, balancing on
the edge.. His eyes zoned on the plate before him and he darted a frenzied
glace toward Skinner, making no move whatsoever to complying to the
direction to eat.

Knife hovering over his own plate, Skinner arched a brow. "What the hell is
wrong? Don't you like the food?"

A violent shudder ran down Krycek's body. "Yes, Sir. Thank you, Sir."

"Then eat."

Another shudder rippled over the younger man and he poked at the food on his
plate with a trembling finger, his eyes wide and suspiciously damp.

"Alex, what's wrong?" Skinner said, putting down his fork and watching him
carefully. "Talk to me, boy."

Alex ducked his head lower, his chin hitting his chest. "Thralls..are
not..permitted..."

"Not permitted?" Skinner interrupted with a slash of his hand. "Alex, look
at me?"

Krycek lifted his head, "Sir?"

"You have said time and again that you want to belong to me." he paused,
waiting for Krycek's response.

"Yes, sir."

"Yet you question and fight me with every breath."

A tear escaped Krycek's lashes, sliding slowly down his hollowed cheek.
"This one is not worthy." he whispered, the words tickling Skinner's
hearing.

"What did you say, Alex?"

"This one has failed you. This one is not good enough to be a body thrall."

Skinner's eyes narrowed. The man believed what he was saying. Skinner's
heart went out to the fragile man. He pushed out of his chair and went round
to Krycek's side of the table. Picking up the plate before Krycek, he
commanded, "Bring the chair." and motioned that he should follow with a
crook of his finger, bringing the plate around to place it at his right and
side. "Chair here." He pointed.

Krycek set the chair down gently, standing behind it with his head bowed.

Skinner turned Krycek to face him. "Are you scared?" he asked softly.

Kyrcek nodded, not meeting his eyes.

Skinner curled a finger under Krycek's chin and smiled gently into his eyes.
"You said you were a commercial slave? Mentioned a herd? That herd, it was
the people you were lumped in with at the warehouse?"

"Yes, sir."

"I saw the photos of the place you were kept. You had no privacy, did you?"

Krycek tilted his head thoughtfully, "Why would a thrall want privacy, sir?
Thralls are herd animals. The over-seers divide the herd into clusters that
do not cohabitate. They keep the cluster herds limited to a manageable size
in case another slaver attempts a coup. Its easier to terminate a small
cluster before the operation can be over-thrown. And to keep diseased
animals to a cluster. Better to shoot a small cluster than euthanize an
entire herd."

"And this is acceptable to you?"

"It is the way it is."

"The Alex Krycek I knew would never have accepted that." Skinner told him.

"Alex Krycek died when this one...I.... was created."

"Don't you miss him?"

Krycek shrugged. "Why would I miss someone I have no memory of? As a
commercial thrall I...am owned. Protected. I exist to please the masters. I
die to please the masters. It is the way." He frowned suddenly. "But, I am
no longer a cluster animal. Now I am body thrall to you." He touched the
chair, "You require this one sit on human furniture, consume human food, not
the gruel of the cluster animals. I have much to learn if I am to please the
master." He nodded as if coming to a new revelation. "You will teach me in
the ways that best please you." He blinked once, smiling. "Won't you?"

Skinner didn't answer, simply guiding the man into the chair and placing a
fork in his hand. He sat in the chair next to him and smiled once, picking
up his own fork with a flourish. "Eat. You need some fattening up." He
stabbed a bite of salad and pressed t to Alex' lips.

He thrall opened his mouth, accepting the food and chewing slowly.

"Good?"

A smile ghosted over his lips and ne nodded. "Yes, Sir."


end part 13



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