more redhead sex oh my lord

[escritoireazul]

saturniia just broke me.

She suggested Bill/Gambit/Oz for further red-hair sex.

Um.

Uh.

Erm.

Yes. Please?

I am seeing a guitar and dragonhide leather and a game of poker and smoke everywhere. Jackets scattered haphazard, shirts, trousers, boots. Lots of boots, black leather boots, brown leather, thick fingers, full lips, that slow grin (three different, but oh so slow and sexy).

Okay. This has to be written. A lot.

I need an icon. Or, you know, 100. Woah.

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Re: This will be for crossovers100, so I'll have to restrospectively find the right theme word/title

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Werewolf, Bill thinks, and rakes in the pot.

The man across the table says nothing. But the moon is rising, and nearly full, and Bill feels his hackles rise.

Werewolf, he thinks again, cautiously reaching out through the paths of the moon that make them nearly brothers. The man's lips quirk. The dip of his head could be a nod.

Oh. Oh, oh, oh. I'm very nearly speechless already with this story, and this, the part-werewolf meets full werewolf and recognizes and the almost full moon and oh. It's fabulous, and I really want to explore werewolf culture, both in HP in general and between them. It's wonderful.

I really enjoy Gambit as the heart of the conversation, the engine of it, pushing. And Oz came to play -- oh, Oz, I love you.

"And why are you here?" Bill asks, eyeing his hand. Three kings. He's not even cheating.

Ha! He doesn't have to cheat, and Gambit would know if he did. Gambit's cheating, isn't he? Oh, you slick, sly man, Gambit.

I really like that Storm tried to do something, and that she's now missing, because that kind of situation, that kind of power, that could kill. Injure at least. Poor Storm, I worry. (And am assuming Storm, here, heh.)

I really like how Bill parallels Storm and Hermione.

She hasn't said that any of them have the power to be uncommonly attractive. Maybe he should investigate it for her.

Yes, Bill, investigate it for her! You'll have fun!

Great wording there, too, great voice.

"Non, mon ami, I'm freelance," Gambit says easily. "But they ask for me now and then."

Bill nods. He can empathise with that.

Nice. I can't even really put my finger on why it's so nice, but it is. I think, maybe, it's the comparison between them, the slight similarities. Bill's a little like Oz. Bill's a little like Gambit. Bill's the ninety degree angle of this trio. Nice.