Baby Likes To Roleplay (S/B oneshot, NC17)

... recalling Buffy's worst S2 clothing choice ever. (Up for debate, but seriously. Those pants? Awful.) "You fiend! You brute! You fiendish brute!" The blushing, corseted maiden struggled winsomely beneath her captor and demanded, "Unhand me at once!" "Fiendish brute?" The roguish, legendary and sexily dangerous vampire securing her final shackle said callously, "Don't you think ...

... have pushed her onto the floor if not for the risk of upsetting one or the both of them. She ignored his incessant babbling –alternately cursing her and pleading to Gaara – for the moment and smiled winsomely at her little brother. “Hello Gaara, you’re back early.” “Actually, I’m not,” he replied dryly. “Really?” she shrugged her shoulders “I guess time flies.” It seemed wise at that point to...

The Hunting of the Snark

... He turns in his saddle to aim a cheerful wave behind him. "I'll send up a flare when I see anything. Or, you know, if I'm being shredded by a hideous beast from some unholy shadow." Roxiel sighs winsomely. "My hero." It may be hard to tell if she is joking or not. Molly waves cheerfully at Valentine. "We'll try not to let you get too nibbled!" She leans over to Roxiel. "We've got another medic....

Don't Stop, Ch. 5

... this sweet-- "Truce bottle!" He caught her meaning -- and the flying whiskey -- just in time, then tossed her onto the couch. As she lay there on her back, writhing and arching ever so winsomely in nothing but boots and knickers, he gently placed the truce juice on the floor. Hurry, hurry, hurry, she thought, and realized she was squeezing her own nipples. With a smirk, he zipped ...

...nose and the space between his eyebrows and his forehead are today. He considers tearing the page out, but, although he hates books, he hates things that are incomplete. "...Bought or brought?" "Buyed!" Samson answers winsomely. Charles turns so that his cheek rests on the book now, looking up at Samson tiredly. "I hate you, by the way." He could help saying it, even in this state, and it takes...

A Dwight Frye "dud".

...), which according to imdb has Dwight in an unbilled appearance as "man".   Fair enough.  That usually means that you'll see him in a corner somewhere playing cards, or bumping into someone, or smiling winsomely at a kitty,  or playing a minor, non-speaking role.  I saw none of Dwight.   My hubby and I watched the movie, paying attention to anything that moved (or didn't move) throughout the ...

1-2 (The Accidental Turnabout)

... he's learned working under you...” “You are absolutely out of your mind, Wright m'lad,” Grossberg chuckled. “Come on , Grossberg,” Phoenix implored, almost to the point of whining. “You know I'm right.” Almost winsomely, Grossberg glanced at the young man chatting with Iris, and sighed. “He was only 18 when he came to my door, asking for a job,” he said. “Just 18, can you believe it? Such an ...

... although this is the first sign to transpire. "I can tie knots well, sir, but you're invited to supervise. I demand no privacy." Jumping visually to the last man to speak, the Fort weyrling grins winsomely. "So we're both stoutly counting on me staying out of cell." "You're not understanding, lad -- Rider," the first guard corrects himself hastily, "That man in there might be friend to you, but ...

200 years later

... house, where we can't follow. He's in the house now, with the boy and girl. Soon he'll be hungry. Who will he take first?" "Why wouldst kill this Reault? How did he offend thee?" She pouted winsomely. "He's weak and useless. Stronger than a girl or a cripple, of course, but weak to us. And his master offended Daughton, so they'd have him dead as well. He tried to send me away, have the girl ...