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monkeycrackmary, who made me love Jason Todd. Then she put Rosie The Riveter on my userinfo, so I think the dedication will be outside my head too. *beams at Mary*
Title: Bodies of Touch and Taste
Fandom: DC Comics
Series/Segment: A Certain Star, Part 4
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Starfire/Robin II/Wonder Girl I (Kory/Donna/Jason)
Warnings: Het, slash, femslash, threesome, sex pollen
Spoilers for: Again, nothing, really.
Breasts everywhere, Jason thinks, and wobbles, and he's not gonna giggle. He's not a girl. He's with two gorgeous girls, Titans girls, and Kory's already naked and giggling and staggery-floating, one hand in Jason's hair and one around both their waists holding them together. Donna looks confused by her giggles, like she can't believe her mouth is making them; her costume's down her shoulders and her feet bare, her boots gone somewhere in the last five miles.
Looks like Apple Annie's powder wasn't poison after all, Jason thinks, breathing sharp green apple and sugar and Donna's sweet clean hair; he really hopes Donna's the only one the Tower sent after him and Kory, and he giggles, dammit. But Kory pulls his hair, and when he gasps Donna grabs his shoulders and kisses him, her eyes as wide as if it went the other way, so it's OK. More than OK. Donna's mouth's as bossy as her round stoned eyes aren't, as she kisses him hard as an Amazon and sweet as a chick, kisses him till he can feel her soft mouth like it's all over his skin, perfect and hot and he's so turned on he can't see. Jesus. He grabs for the damp slippery folds of her costume, sliding and sinking even though she's holding his shoulders tight enough to hurt, her fingers pressing hot dents into him, and Kory clutches his hair in a fist, her arm behind his back wrapping around him as they all tilt and roll, sun-dapples sliding warm patches across them.
They roll right outta the air, bounce Kory off a tree trunk and thump onto the grass beneath, which figures when both the fliers are so completely high. Too high to fly, the lamest fucking joke, and Jason's snickering into Donna's mouth, that gorgeous mouth deserves better. She bites his lip, gasps like he bit hers, and bites him again more sharply, a little too hard in the best way.
Kory's plastered tight and hot to Jason's back, vibrating, growling as she yanks his hair so hard his mouth pops off Donna's. Her mouth's like a strawberry with sharp teeth, all sweet and ripe between bites, and his cape chokes him a little when she yanks it, and Donna's gasps puff into his hair. "Kory," Donna says, like she's trying to say responsible things, like she's not groaning underneath.
Kory makes some deep hot sound in her throat, a laugh or a growl or both, and Jason's cape pulls tight in her fist, her teeth sharp on his bottom lip as it tears. "Kory," Donna says again, a little firmer, but her hands on Jason's shoulders don't feel like they're pushing him away, her legs are long and tight and still wrapped around his hips.
Kory pulls off Jason, lunges over him to kiss Donna, and he spends about one half a second wishing he could watch before he sees it's Kory's breast blocking his view, damp and round and golden and there's no way he can keep his mouth off. He listens to Donna moan and Kory growl, licking along the sweat-sweet curve, and Kory yanks and he coughs as his cape rips free, breathless and dizzy.
Kory's doing a number on Donna's suit, too, shoving it down around her waist, and her shoulders and breasts and skin are all right there, pressed up against Jason's arm, if he can just get his damn gauntlets off without flailing like a spazz. Last time he got laid outside was behind the music rooms on scraggly city grass, with Rena fussing about messing up her clothes almost too much to get off. And before that, he remembers with Kory's nipple crinkling hard as a clit against his tongue, apples-sweat-spice tingling in his throat, he was in uniform on a Gotham roof after a really good fight.
Neither of those was anything like this, cool grass thick and soft under him, Kory and Donna kissing the hell out of each other, a tangle of hot sleek gorgeousness around him. Kory's got Donna's suit down her hips now, and her other hand's hooked over Jason's belt like she's three seconds from trying to yank it off, or maybe one. Donna's tit is soft and her nipple's so hard it's almost like a pebble against his palm, and pulling his hand away is the hardest thing ever, but it's not gonna help anything if Kory sets off the booby-trap with all three of them in range. At least he can keep his mouth where it is, squashing his nose into that soft warm heaven while he fights his belt off, and Kory tastes warm and spicy like gingerbread, and she drags his shorts off fast enough to scrape down his hips.
He's lucky he doesn't break his dick, really, and when that makes him laugh Kory growls over him and Donna's moan is next thing to a growl and he throbs like he'll come just from hearing that, head spinning with apple-stonedness and gorgeous hero girls hugging him tight as they clutch each other. He has to gasp, try not to hyperventilate, drag out one of those fussy breathing patterns and lose it laughing and groaning with Kory's teeth in his ear; he kicks the shorts off and away, where they hopefully won't get crushed, so he doesn't have to go home bareassed. Not that Bruce'd actually be mad if Jason lost his uniform; he'd just act like it, order him not to see the Titans, ground him or some shit. But how was Jason gonna turn this down? How would any guy with enough blood in him to lift a dick turn this down unless he was completely totally off the scale queer?
Kory twists, pulling her nipple from his mouth, and before Jason can chase it she's rolling him onto Donna so his face lands right between her beautiful pink tits, soft warm skin and her breastbone and her heart pounding. Kory's hand on his belly is hot like the glow off a fire, like if she heats it up any more she'll scorch off his pubes, and it should be at least a little scary and it just makes his dick strain towards her. He could come just from her heat washing across him. He could close his eyes and bury his face in Donna and come till his head blows up, but... but Donna's saying something, panting under him, and Jason can't even hear her through the roar in his ears but he has to look up. It's beyond stupid to think of him taking care of a girl who can throw a car, who was heroing before he had pubes, but... he tilts his head back, and Kory bites the side of his neck, and he grits his teeth and groans as she sucks and the bite flares, and his eyes try to close but he looks up.
Donna looks as blown-eyed stoned as he must, as they all are, her face glowing pink and her lips red like hickeys, but she meets his eyes, and gasps, and smiles openmouthed. "Hey," Jason manages, and Donna smiles wider, her hand on his face, and he has no idea what he's gonna say but he opens his mouth again---
---and cries out, high and loud and fucking girly, because Kory's in him with one long finger, burning deep, and she's growling into his ear, and her breasts rub against his back even through his suit. No armor could keep Kory out, and Donna's blown blue eyes fall shut as she hauls him up and kisses him. His thumb got hooked on her suit somehow and she twists, skinning it halfway down her thighs, and her hair's wet and silky-rough and holy crap it somehow makes it that much more real that they're doing this.
Jason's doing this, with Donna and Kory. They're doing this with each other, Donna's arm pressed tight to his hip as Kory bucks against his ass, riding her own wrist, and he can taste them both in his throat, sweaty sweet delicious. Donna kisses him till his tongue feels like it could come like a dick, pulls off and kisses Kory with a luscious wet noise, and when Kory reaches up Jason turns his head to lick the spicy curve of her arm and Donna's hand slides up into his hair and tangles there.
Kory comes with a battle-cry that rattles Jason's eardrums, bouncing around inside his head; her finger crooks inside him and her hips shove his against Donna's, and he doesn't know how he hasn't come yet, he can feel it pounding up to overload, pulsing in every muscle in his body, and Donna's shaking like he'd never've imagined. His face's pressed between her breasts again, impossibly soft on his cheeks and her pulse beating hot under his mouth, and he can hear his own voice but he has no idea what he's saying into her skin, just that Kory's fucking them both on the grass, into it. When Dick called her a force of nature, he wasn't fucking kidding, and--
And Jason can't hold the thought because he's coming, red fireworks behind his eyelids and Donna's coming too, thighs pressed tight around Kory's hand and muscles tensed like iron as Jason rides her hip; Kory nudges his prostate before he can even come down, makes him see flying stars. He can't come again that fast, even though she's rubbing herself against his back like he's stroking those magnificent tits with his suit, and maybe he is, and her hand's all wet from Donna when she wraps it around his dick, and ok, he can come again that fast, so hard it feels like his head's blown off.
Jesus. Christ. And Gotham. Which is way far away from sunlight and trees and the sweaty pile they all flop down into, Donna's chest heaving under Jason's cheek, and his eyelids weigh five tons each. Kory's nicely heavy sprawled purring across Jason's back, random tendrils of her hair waving against his skin, and it takes awhile to do anything but notice little things, soft skin all over him and the gorgeous little noises Donna makes, her little happy moans as she kisses Kory again. Jason turns his head and grins, finally getting to watch. Now that's a sight to inspire a man to heroics.
Jason wonders if Dick's ever seen it, and for a second he can't breathe. It's not like stressing about something ever kept it from getting fucked up anyway, but now Jason's thinking about how, though he'd never admit it to anyone, even Alfred, he was really glad when Dick stopped wanting to beat him half to death every time they saw each other. Jason can't think of a thing in any of Bruce's mind-control protocols that covers wild stoned sex with the best friend and the girlfriend of the guy whose job you took. He loved being a Titan today, and holy hell this was the best supervillain poisoning ever, but...
But Kory's head lifts as Donna's falls back, her eyelashes dark on her glowing cheeks and her lips red and wet and parted as she arches up under Jason all fluidly like the kiss melted her bones, and Kory gives him a brain-fryingly hot grin, her eyes heavy and sharp at the same time. "Come here, Little Wing," she murmurs, and yeah, somehow he knows they talked about him. Somehow, it's ok.
Jason grins back, and Donna's arm is smooth and tight around him as Kory pulls him up for his own bone-melting kiss.
monkeycrackmary, who made me love Jason Todd. Then she put Rosie The Riveter on my userinfo, so I think the dedication will be outside my head too. *beams at Mary*Title: Bodies of Touch and Taste
Fandom: DC Comics
Series/Segment: A Certain Star, Part 4
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Starfire/Robin II/Wonder Girl I (Kory/Donna/Jason)
Warnings: Het, slash, femslash, threesome, sex pollen
Spoilers for: Again, nothing, really.
Breasts everywhere, Jason thinks, and wobbles, and he's not gonna giggle. He's not a girl. He's with two gorgeous girls, Titans girls, and Kory's already naked and giggling and staggery-floating, one hand in Jason's hair and one around both their waists holding them together. Donna looks confused by her giggles, like she can't believe her mouth is making them; her costume's down her shoulders and her feet bare, her boots gone somewhere in the last five miles.
Looks like Apple Annie's powder wasn't poison after all, Jason thinks, breathing sharp green apple and sugar and Donna's sweet clean hair; he really hopes Donna's the only one the Tower sent after him and Kory, and he giggles, dammit. But Kory pulls his hair, and when he gasps Donna grabs his shoulders and kisses him, her eyes as wide as if it went the other way, so it's OK. More than OK. Donna's mouth's as bossy as her round stoned eyes aren't, as she kisses him hard as an Amazon and sweet as a chick, kisses him till he can feel her soft mouth like it's all over his skin, perfect and hot and he's so turned on he can't see. Jesus. He grabs for the damp slippery folds of her costume, sliding and sinking even though she's holding his shoulders tight enough to hurt, her fingers pressing hot dents into him, and Kory clutches his hair in a fist, her arm behind his back wrapping around him as they all tilt and roll, sun-dapples sliding warm patches across them.
They roll right outta the air, bounce Kory off a tree trunk and thump onto the grass beneath, which figures when both the fliers are so completely high. Too high to fly, the lamest fucking joke, and Jason's snickering into Donna's mouth, that gorgeous mouth deserves better. She bites his lip, gasps like he bit hers, and bites him again more sharply, a little too hard in the best way.
Kory's plastered tight and hot to Jason's back, vibrating, growling as she yanks his hair so hard his mouth pops off Donna's. Her mouth's like a strawberry with sharp teeth, all sweet and ripe between bites, and his cape chokes him a little when she yanks it, and Donna's gasps puff into his hair. "Kory," Donna says, like she's trying to say responsible things, like she's not groaning underneath.
Kory makes some deep hot sound in her throat, a laugh or a growl or both, and Jason's cape pulls tight in her fist, her teeth sharp on his bottom lip as it tears. "Kory," Donna says again, a little firmer, but her hands on Jason's shoulders don't feel like they're pushing him away, her legs are long and tight and still wrapped around his hips.
Kory pulls off Jason, lunges over him to kiss Donna, and he spends about one half a second wishing he could watch before he sees it's Kory's breast blocking his view, damp and round and golden and there's no way he can keep his mouth off. He listens to Donna moan and Kory growl, licking along the sweat-sweet curve, and Kory yanks and he coughs as his cape rips free, breathless and dizzy.
Kory's doing a number on Donna's suit, too, shoving it down around her waist, and her shoulders and breasts and skin are all right there, pressed up against Jason's arm, if he can just get his damn gauntlets off without flailing like a spazz. Last time he got laid outside was behind the music rooms on scraggly city grass, with Rena fussing about messing up her clothes almost too much to get off. And before that, he remembers with Kory's nipple crinkling hard as a clit against his tongue, apples-sweat-spice tingling in his throat, he was in uniform on a Gotham roof after a really good fight.
Neither of those was anything like this, cool grass thick and soft under him, Kory and Donna kissing the hell out of each other, a tangle of hot sleek gorgeousness around him. Kory's got Donna's suit down her hips now, and her other hand's hooked over Jason's belt like she's three seconds from trying to yank it off, or maybe one. Donna's tit is soft and her nipple's so hard it's almost like a pebble against his palm, and pulling his hand away is the hardest thing ever, but it's not gonna help anything if Kory sets off the booby-trap with all three of them in range. At least he can keep his mouth where it is, squashing his nose into that soft warm heaven while he fights his belt off, and Kory tastes warm and spicy like gingerbread, and she drags his shorts off fast enough to scrape down his hips.
He's lucky he doesn't break his dick, really, and when that makes him laugh Kory growls over him and Donna's moan is next thing to a growl and he throbs like he'll come just from hearing that, head spinning with apple-stonedness and gorgeous hero girls hugging him tight as they clutch each other. He has to gasp, try not to hyperventilate, drag out one of those fussy breathing patterns and lose it laughing and groaning with Kory's teeth in his ear; he kicks the shorts off and away, where they hopefully won't get crushed, so he doesn't have to go home bareassed. Not that Bruce'd actually be mad if Jason lost his uniform; he'd just act like it, order him not to see the Titans, ground him or some shit. But how was Jason gonna turn this down? How would any guy with enough blood in him to lift a dick turn this down unless he was completely totally off the scale queer?
Kory twists, pulling her nipple from his mouth, and before Jason can chase it she's rolling him onto Donna so his face lands right between her beautiful pink tits, soft warm skin and her breastbone and her heart pounding. Kory's hand on his belly is hot like the glow off a fire, like if she heats it up any more she'll scorch off his pubes, and it should be at least a little scary and it just makes his dick strain towards her. He could come just from her heat washing across him. He could close his eyes and bury his face in Donna and come till his head blows up, but... but Donna's saying something, panting under him, and Jason can't even hear her through the roar in his ears but he has to look up. It's beyond stupid to think of him taking care of a girl who can throw a car, who was heroing before he had pubes, but... he tilts his head back, and Kory bites the side of his neck, and he grits his teeth and groans as she sucks and the bite flares, and his eyes try to close but he looks up.
Donna looks as blown-eyed stoned as he must, as they all are, her face glowing pink and her lips red like hickeys, but she meets his eyes, and gasps, and smiles openmouthed. "Hey," Jason manages, and Donna smiles wider, her hand on his face, and he has no idea what he's gonna say but he opens his mouth again---
---and cries out, high and loud and fucking girly, because Kory's in him with one long finger, burning deep, and she's growling into his ear, and her breasts rub against his back even through his suit. No armor could keep Kory out, and Donna's blown blue eyes fall shut as she hauls him up and kisses him. His thumb got hooked on her suit somehow and she twists, skinning it halfway down her thighs, and her hair's wet and silky-rough and holy crap it somehow makes it that much more real that they're doing this.
Jason's doing this, with Donna and Kory. They're doing this with each other, Donna's arm pressed tight to his hip as Kory bucks against his ass, riding her own wrist, and he can taste them both in his throat, sweaty sweet delicious. Donna kisses him till his tongue feels like it could come like a dick, pulls off and kisses Kory with a luscious wet noise, and when Kory reaches up Jason turns his head to lick the spicy curve of her arm and Donna's hand slides up into his hair and tangles there.
Kory comes with a battle-cry that rattles Jason's eardrums, bouncing around inside his head; her finger crooks inside him and her hips shove his against Donna's, and he doesn't know how he hasn't come yet, he can feel it pounding up to overload, pulsing in every muscle in his body, and Donna's shaking like he'd never've imagined. His face's pressed between her breasts again, impossibly soft on his cheeks and her pulse beating hot under his mouth, and he can hear his own voice but he has no idea what he's saying into her skin, just that Kory's fucking them both on the grass, into it. When Dick called her a force of nature, he wasn't fucking kidding, and--
And Jason can't hold the thought because he's coming, red fireworks behind his eyelids and Donna's coming too, thighs pressed tight around Kory's hand and muscles tensed like iron as Jason rides her hip; Kory nudges his prostate before he can even come down, makes him see flying stars. He can't come again that fast, even though she's rubbing herself against his back like he's stroking those magnificent tits with his suit, and maybe he is, and her hand's all wet from Donna when she wraps it around his dick, and ok, he can come again that fast, so hard it feels like his head's blown off.
Jesus. Christ. And Gotham. Which is way far away from sunlight and trees and the sweaty pile they all flop down into, Donna's chest heaving under Jason's cheek, and his eyelids weigh five tons each. Kory's nicely heavy sprawled purring across Jason's back, random tendrils of her hair waving against his skin, and it takes awhile to do anything but notice little things, soft skin all over him and the gorgeous little noises Donna makes, her little happy moans as she kisses Kory again. Jason turns his head and grins, finally getting to watch. Now that's a sight to inspire a man to heroics.
Jason wonders if Dick's ever seen it, and for a second he can't breathe. It's not like stressing about something ever kept it from getting fucked up anyway, but now Jason's thinking about how, though he'd never admit it to anyone, even Alfred, he was really glad when Dick stopped wanting to beat him half to death every time they saw each other. Jason can't think of a thing in any of Bruce's mind-control protocols that covers wild stoned sex with the best friend and the girlfriend of the guy whose job you took. He loved being a Titan today, and holy hell this was the best supervillain poisoning ever, but...
But Kory's head lifts as Donna's falls back, her eyelashes dark on her glowing cheeks and her lips red and wet and parted as she arches up under Jason all fluidly like the kiss melted her bones, and Kory gives him a brain-fryingly hot grin, her eyes heavy and sharp at the same time. "Come here, Little Wing," she murmurs, and yeah, somehow he knows they talked about him. Somehow, it's ok.
Jason grins back, and Donna's arm is smooth and tight around him as Kory pulls him up for his own bone-melting kiss.
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Date: 2007-03-07 02:05 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-03-07 04:08 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-03-07 04:30 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-03-07 04:28 pm (UTC)First, this is really clearly Jason, from word choice and rhythm and description and yeah. Really clearly post-Crisis Jason.
Second, OMG HOT. OMG. *WAAAAAAAAAAANT* With the nipples and Jason's tongue and Jason's SHEER JOY (man, now I really want Jason meeting *Grace*) and Kory is still dangerous, because she's *Kory*, and I love Jason's determination to giggle and Donna's confusion from her giggles and and and SEX YAY.
*wee flaily haaaaaaaaaands* Why is there no one here so I can SHOW MY APPRECIATION FOR YOUR WORK? This isn't even my *chair*, I am in a *computer lab*.
Also, little wing for the WIN. *kinda wants the story where Dick hears about this*
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Date: 2007-03-08 03:03 pm (UTC)WOOT! Yeah, Jason is so much coarse fun, I'm glad I got him something like right.
This idea was one of the first I had for this project, so long ago. I think Mael said of it something like "royal breasts! In [Jason's] FACE" and, well, that about sums it up, doesn't it?
*hugs you, puddled or no*
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Date: 2007-03-07 05:36 pm (UTC)Of course Jason wouldn't complain about a good thing and try to think about logic, he has Donna and Kory on him!
And he GIGGLED! I DIED! AND squealed, because <3<3<3<3!!
Donna's mouth's as bossy as her round stoned eyes aren't, as she kisses him hard as an Amazon and sweet as a chick, kisses him till he can feel her soft mouth like it's all over his skin, perfect and hot and he's so turned on he can't see.
I need to fragment this line, because I love it in bits and pieces and all together so much.
Donna's mouth's as bossy as her round stoned eyes aren't
DONNA! <3 That's just-- I love that her eyes are still Donna sweet, but she's bringing out the Amazonian side in her and Jay totally notices that. It's almost sweet that he's paying attention to her eyes.
as she kisses him hard as an Amazon and sweet as a chick
There are a few jokes I could make about this, because him and comparisons just makes me giggle, because who ELSE has Jay been kissing, huh? And I do love the word "chick" it's just so completely inappropriate and perfect for Jason to use.
kisses him till he can feel her soft mouth like it's all over his skin, perfect and hot and he's so turned on he can't see.
I can't blame him, because woah. I love that "all over his skin" part, Jason just seems so overwhelmed and gleeful at this turn of events.
Man, there are just so many good lines in this.
She bites his lip, gasps like he bit hers, and bites him again more sharply, a little too hard in the best way.
Little sick masochistic freak that I love. And the bad jokes, oh boy you are a Robin.
Rena sounds like she has an accent, pops gum and smacks Jason on the arm when he's being obnoxious. I like that. And behind the music rooms, oh Jason.
And before that, [...] he was in uniform on a Gotham roof after a really good fight.
I will not make guesses as to what this implies, I will just point out that it could imply lots of things (becauseJayisamanho) and I love that.
How would any guy with enough blood in him to lift a dick turn this down unless he was completely totally off the scale queer?
Oh god, you made me choke on my gum! Literally. You can tell people that this story is almost lethal now!
---and cries out, high and loud and fucking girly,
HAHAHAH! Jason! <3 Oh man, I'm shaking with glee this is so awesome. (And reminded that I haven't checked out your Jason tag yet and wishing there were more hours in the day)
Donna kisses him till his tongue feels like it could come like a dick
*snort* Oh I wish that was capitalized.
Jesus. Christ. And Gotham.
<3<3<3<3<3!!!!! Can Jason NOT SAY THIS EVERY TIME HE SWEARS?! Because OMG!
Now that's a sight to inspire a man to heroics.
Heh, I kind of got a Jayne vibe there. Good to keep up on your pervy priorities Jay-bird.
he was really glad when Dick stopped wanting to beat him half to death every time they saw each other.
AWWW! And they went on ski trips together! And took pictures!
Oh this was just. Just-- Jay! And Donna! And Kory!
Okay, wait. No- coherence. Just let me let my grin run out a little bit.
I really liked the fact that Jason was so unobservant of who Kory and Donna were compared to the juxtaposition of the last story where Joey was so observant. Because this is all about Jason and what he thinks about them, even though there's bits and pieces of them coming through, it's still really all about him getting laid with two hot chicks.
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Date: 2007-03-08 03:12 pm (UTC)This story was a lot of fun, even if difficult, because Jason's voice was just a blast. (And yeah, he and Jayne do have some similarities... that would be an interesting meeting.)
Because this is all about Jason and what he thinks about them, even though there's bits and pieces of them coming through, it's still really all about him getting laid with two hot chicks.
*nod* Jason is sweet, in his way, and perceptive, in his way. But yeah, this is really about his Best Supervillain Poisoning Ever.
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Date: 2007-03-08 04:12 am (UTC)Jason was so perfectly Jason, from the language to the way he reacted to being sandwiched between Kory and Donna. And how Kory was completely in charge and Jason was just fine with that and I love the line: Donna's mouth's as bossy as her round stoned eyes aren't.
And even stoned Jason worried about Dick's reaction at the end, aww! And Kory's reassurance!
and holy hell this was the best supervillain poisoning ever
*grins*
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Date: 2007-03-08 03:14 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2007-03-10 04:50 am (UTC)Jason: "Poison Ivy, if it wouldn't kill me, I'd kiss you." *Starfire humps him again. "I might do it anyway."
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Date: 2007-03-10 04:45 pm (UTC)*laughs till I cannot BREATHE, pointing and nodding weakly* That, that, yes, that.
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Date: 2007-03-10 06:09 pm (UTC)And I'll be in my bunk. With Jason. *snatches*
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Date: 2007-03-11 01:04 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-03-11 05:44 am (UTC)I like the pure Jason of this, the determination to live in the moment and take what's offered.
Was there really an Apple Annie?
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Date: 2007-03-12 02:53 pm (UTC)There wasn't an Apple Annie in canon. She's my Offscreen Sexpollen Villainness, who keeps getting her ass kicked by teenage heroes. (She was the same one in the Cassie/Grace story, even though I didn't name her there.) A writer has to have one, after all.
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Date: 2007-04-06 01:03 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-04-08 06:12 pm (UTC)Which makes me think I should totally write Kory/Steph. I think someone asked for it in the Big Ficlet Prompt Request....
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Date: 2008-05-02 06:10 am (UTC)Oh, Jason, you lucky lucky boy. ♥
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Date: 2008-05-02 12:28 pm (UTC)