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kiki_miserychicI’ve been meaning to post these for a while, but never can seem to remember to do it. So I present some things I made for Julie: Christmas card porn and a birthday wallpaper.
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Caprica, D’Anna, Athena, Laura, the Hybrid, and Hera in the Operahouse.
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Title: Robot Sexy Time for Julie
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Fandom: Terminator: The Sarah Connor Chronicles
Rating: Vaguely explicit
Characters/Pairings: Sarah/Cameron
Timeline: anytime during series
Summary: Sarah and Cameron have robot sexy time. I wrote it in Julie’s Christmas card last year.
Hovering over Cameron, Sarah hesitates, listening to the absolute silence from above. She should be disconcerted by the roll of Cameron's hips in the quiet of the living room. The soft rustlings of the couch cushions as Sarah kneels to settle in between Cameron's legs are the loudest sound. Cars drive by, birds chirp in the trees, a kid skateboards, and Sarah is about to go down on the Tin Man.
Sarah wants the body to smell like a freshly opened kitchen appliance box. She needs it to feel hard and plastic under the calluses of her fingertips. It has to taste the same as running her tongue over a door knob. Demanding, she all but buries her face in the folds of skin. Cameron tastes sweet where Sarah expected a metal tang in her mouth. It's difficult for her to decide if she is more shocked or angry that Cameron feels like any other human. She is going with pissed for now, wanting to bite down and taste blood for the certain copper flavor it would bring.
As Sarah's tongue explores the facsimile of flesh, Cameron's breathing becomes stilted and harsh. It's as if she can't fill her lungs before she has to exhale. Gritty moaning begins when Sarah quickens her motions. Reminding herself that Cameron's endoskeleton comes from a heat resistant alloy, Sarah tries to focus on her tongue flicking up and down. A small detail that Cameron's creators did not neglect in their creation. Sarah's movements suddenly feel like the act of flipping a switch and she needs to laugh. The sound is a thready and thin noise that barely makes it out of her throat.
"You have an elevated temperature and your heart rate is erratic." Cameron says after dragging a fingertip down the side of Sarah's face. She cocks her head to side, evaluating the situation and waiting for a response.
"And that was an impressive performance." Sarah states, smiling a wicked half smile to show she wasn't so easily taken in.
"I have been using the internet. I don't sleep and there is much video footage to study." Cameron explains, her face flashing suddenly to a darkened expression. Heat and desire apparent lowered eyes, Cameron reaches out and Sarah thinks the people in the future are deeply disturbed for having created such a machine. Hovering over Cameron, Sarah hesitates, listening to the absolute silence from above. She should be disconcerted by the roll of Cameron's hips in the quiet of the living room. The soft rustlings of the couch cushions as Sarah kneels to settle in between Cameron's legs are the loudest sound. Cars drive by, birds chirp in the trees, a kid skateboards, and Sarah is about to go down on the Tin Man.
Sarah wants the body to smell like a freshly opened kitchen appliance box. She needs it to feel hard and plastic under the calluses of her fingertips. It has to taste the same as running her tongue over a door knob. Demanding, she all but buries her face in the folds of skin. Cameron tastes sweet where Sarah expected a metal tang in her mouth. It's difficult for her to decide if she is more shocked or angry that Cameron feels like any other human. She is going with pissed for now, wanting to bite down and taste blood for the certain copper flavor it would bring.
1280x800 . 1024x768 . 800x600
Caprica, D’Anna, Athena, Laura, the Hybrid, and Hera in the Operahouse.
Full size is not safe for work
Title: Robot Sexy Time for Julie
Author:
kiki_miserychicFandom: Terminator: The Sarah Connor Chronicles
Rating: Vaguely explicit
Characters/Pairings: Sarah/Cameron
Timeline: anytime during series
Summary: Sarah and Cameron have robot sexy time. I wrote it in Julie’s Christmas card last year.
Hovering over Cameron, Sarah hesitates, listening to the absolute silence from above. She should be disconcerted by the roll of Cameron's hips in the quiet of the living room. The soft rustlings of the couch cushions as Sarah kneels to settle in between Cameron's legs are the loudest sound. Cars drive by, birds chirp in the trees, a kid skateboards, and Sarah is about to go down on the Tin Man.
Sarah wants the body to smell like a freshly opened kitchen appliance box. She needs it to feel hard and plastic under the calluses of her fingertips. It has to taste the same as running her tongue over a door knob. Demanding, she all but buries her face in the folds of skin. Cameron tastes sweet where Sarah expected a metal tang in her mouth. It's difficult for her to decide if she is more shocked or angry that Cameron feels like any other human. She is going with pissed for now, wanting to bite down and taste blood for the certain copper flavor it would bring.
As Sarah's tongue explores the facsimile of flesh, Cameron's breathing becomes stilted and harsh. It's as if she can't fill her lungs before she has to exhale. Gritty moaning begins when Sarah quickens her motions. Reminding herself that Cameron's endoskeleton comes from a heat resistant alloy, Sarah tries to focus on her tongue flicking up and down. A small detail that Cameron's creators did not neglect in their creation. Sarah's movements suddenly feel like the act of flipping a switch and she needs to laugh. The sound is a thready and thin noise that barely makes it out of her throat.
"You have an elevated temperature and your heart rate is erratic." Cameron says after dragging a fingertip down the side of Sarah's face. She cocks her head to side, evaluating the situation and waiting for a response.
"And that was an impressive performance." Sarah states, smiling a wicked half smile to show she wasn't so easily taken in.
"I have been using the internet. I don't sleep and there is much video footage to study." Cameron explains, her face flashing suddenly to a darkened expression. Heat and desire apparent lowered eyes, Cameron reaches out and Sarah thinks the people in the future are deeply disturbed for having created such a machine. Hovering over Cameron, Sarah hesitates, listening to the absolute silence from above. She should be disconcerted by the roll of Cameron's hips in the quiet of the living room. The soft rustlings of the couch cushions as Sarah kneels to settle in between Cameron's legs are the loudest sound. Cars drive by, birds chirp in the trees, a kid skateboards, and Sarah is about to go down on the Tin Man.
Sarah wants the body to smell like a freshly opened kitchen appliance box. She needs it to feel hard and plastic under the calluses of her fingertips. It has to taste the same as running her tongue over a door knob. Demanding, she all but buries her face in the folds of skin. Cameron tastes sweet where Sarah expected a metal tang in her mouth. It's difficult for her to decide if she is more shocked or angry that Cameron feels like any other human. She is going with pissed for now, wanting to bite down and taste blood for the certain copper flavor it would bring.
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Date: 2009-04-04 09:14 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-04-05 02:12 am (UTC)Hheehhe, I thive in the kinda sick genre. :)
I makes teh sex.
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Date: 2009-04-05 01:45 am (UTC)MINE MINE MINE
they are the bestest presents!
the card is still on my fridge!
I've been meaning to ask you where you got the components for the operahouse image (especially the background) -- that is some impressive collaging.
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Date: 2009-04-05 02:17 am (UTC)The background came from the website for the Orpheum (http://www.orpheum-memphis.com/index.cfm?section=backstage) where the scenes are filmed at for BSG. That place is GORGEOUS. The character photos mostly come from
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Date: 2009-05-03 07:43 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-05-03 11:45 pm (UTC)