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bardic_ladySt. Trinian's prompt table 11-20
by Me
Pairing: Kelly Jones/Annabelle Fritton (except for a couple)
Rating: G - R
Notes: For my wifelet, because she was in Germany and Scotland and I was bored
Prompt #11: Midnight
Annabelle and Kelly have been dating for four months now and somehow, despite their disparate personalities, and the major events they’ve been through, they’re still happy and satisfied with each other. Annabelle, when she thinks about it, realizes that she feels like a Cinderella whose midnight never came.
Prompt #12: Temptation
Annabelle Fritton is sulking. She knows exactly what she wants to do for Kelly for her birthday, but it’s hard to plan a seduction when one lives in an open dormitory and the one private place one has, one’s girlfriend has the only key for. Very disappointing. She runs the scenario through her head again, even though she knows it’ll never happen. A note for Kelly on the floor of the hall just outside the stairwell. Sorry, didn’t have any bread crumbs. Follow the trail anyway? Love, Annabelle And then a trail of her clothes, starting with her vest and ending with her knickers hanging on the knob of Kelly’s study door.
Prompt #13: View
Annabelle walks into the student lounge to find Kelly watching a DVD of old camera footage. She squeaks when she realizes that it’s from her first night at St. Trinian’s. She watches herself scamper through the halls, wet and naked. “Kelly, what are you doing?” Kelly looks up and smirks, “Enjoying the view…”
Prompt #14: Music
For some reason, it never occurred to Kelly that Annabelle might be musical, so she’s surprised when she finds her girlfriend in the music room, playing slow jazz on a slide trombone. She can’t figure out why she thinks that’s sexy, but when Annabelle stops and smiles at her, it doesn’t matter why. It’s the first time Kelly says “I love you” when they’re having sex.
Prompt #15: Silk
Annabelle has a new dress. Kelly found it in the closet a week ago and she’s becoming obsessed with it. She’s sure Annabelle doesn’t know that she knows about it. Kelly finds herself thinking about it at the most inappropriate times, the way the pale purple will glow against Annabelle’s skin, the way the hem will flutter at her thighs, but even more than that, she keeps thinking about how the silk will feel stretched over Annabelle’s warm skin when Kelly strokes her hands over her.
Prompt #16: Cover
The network of people who know about the head girl’s romance with the new girl keeps getting bigger. At first, it was just Polly, smirking knowingly, then Celia caught them kissing in the old shed. Chelsea winked at them over breakfast after finding them in the library reading sonnets to each other and she left Annabelle a note on her bed, offering the loan of lingerie. It came to a head one Thursday when Kelly and Annabelle were both late to breakfast and Miss Fritton noticed and asked after them. Polly, Celia, and Chelsea talk over each other, trying to explain, each telling a different story. That was when their cover was blown.
Prompt #17: Promise
Annabelle is pale and shuddering, half in fear and half in lust. She tugs at the silk scarves that bind her wrists to the bed frame and looks up at Kelly. Kelly speaks, soft and gentle, “We don't have to do this, Annabelle, not if you don't want to. But if you do, I promise, promise I will never hurt you.”
Prompt #18: Dream
Annabelle never ever wants Kelly to know. It would be humiliating and worse, it would ruin their friendship. But that doesn’t change the fact that she’s going to have to do an extra load of knickers because she keeps having these dreams.
Prompt #19: Candle
it’s another cracking good spring storm, so cracking, in fact, that it knocked out the generators at St. Trinian’s left the girls completely in the dark. Polly’s laptop batteries died an hour ago, so they’re dependent on candles. Fortunately, Chelsea and Chloe have a wide selection of tapers in crystal candle holders ("for romantic dinners") and Karma, one of the Chavs, has a cupboard of scented candles in jars (“they were on sale") Most of the First Years have gone to bed, as have the geeks, nothing to do with their electronics down. Posh Totty is taking advantage of the situation for candlelight baths. The Emos are telling ghost stories (nothing new there), and the Chavs are circled around a vanilla scented jar gossiping and eating potato chips. No one seems to have noticed that Kelly and Annabelle vanished with a pair of candles less than an hour after the lights went out. Their curled up on the couch in Kelly’s study, Annabelle’s head on Kelly’s shoulder, her eyes glowing in the candlelight.
Prompt #20: Talent
Kelly writhes, sweaty and exhausted, driven on by Annabelle’s wicked creative mouth. She remembers her first look at Annabelle and knows there was no way she could have predicted this kind of talent.
by Me
Pairing: Kelly Jones/Annabelle Fritton (except for a couple)
Rating: G - R
Notes: For my wifelet, because she was in Germany and Scotland and I was bored
Prompt #11: Midnight
Annabelle and Kelly have been dating for four months now and somehow, despite their disparate personalities, and the major events they’ve been through, they’re still happy and satisfied with each other. Annabelle, when she thinks about it, realizes that she feels like a Cinderella whose midnight never came.
Prompt #12: Temptation
Annabelle Fritton is sulking. She knows exactly what she wants to do for Kelly for her birthday, but it’s hard to plan a seduction when one lives in an open dormitory and the one private place one has, one’s girlfriend has the only key for. Very disappointing. She runs the scenario through her head again, even though she knows it’ll never happen. A note for Kelly on the floor of the hall just outside the stairwell. Sorry, didn’t have any bread crumbs. Follow the trail anyway? Love, Annabelle And then a trail of her clothes, starting with her vest and ending with her knickers hanging on the knob of Kelly’s study door.
Prompt #13: View
Annabelle walks into the student lounge to find Kelly watching a DVD of old camera footage. She squeaks when she realizes that it’s from her first night at St. Trinian’s. She watches herself scamper through the halls, wet and naked. “Kelly, what are you doing?” Kelly looks up and smirks, “Enjoying the view…”
Prompt #14: Music
For some reason, it never occurred to Kelly that Annabelle might be musical, so she’s surprised when she finds her girlfriend in the music room, playing slow jazz on a slide trombone. She can’t figure out why she thinks that’s sexy, but when Annabelle stops and smiles at her, it doesn’t matter why. It’s the first time Kelly says “I love you” when they’re having sex.
Prompt #15: Silk
Annabelle has a new dress. Kelly found it in the closet a week ago and she’s becoming obsessed with it. She’s sure Annabelle doesn’t know that she knows about it. Kelly finds herself thinking about it at the most inappropriate times, the way the pale purple will glow against Annabelle’s skin, the way the hem will flutter at her thighs, but even more than that, she keeps thinking about how the silk will feel stretched over Annabelle’s warm skin when Kelly strokes her hands over her.
Prompt #16: Cover
The network of people who know about the head girl’s romance with the new girl keeps getting bigger. At first, it was just Polly, smirking knowingly, then Celia caught them kissing in the old shed. Chelsea winked at them over breakfast after finding them in the library reading sonnets to each other and she left Annabelle a note on her bed, offering the loan of lingerie. It came to a head one Thursday when Kelly and Annabelle were both late to breakfast and Miss Fritton noticed and asked after them. Polly, Celia, and Chelsea talk over each other, trying to explain, each telling a different story. That was when their cover was blown.
Prompt #17: Promise
Annabelle is pale and shuddering, half in fear and half in lust. She tugs at the silk scarves that bind her wrists to the bed frame and looks up at Kelly. Kelly speaks, soft and gentle, “We don't have to do this, Annabelle, not if you don't want to. But if you do, I promise, promise I will never hurt you.”
Prompt #18: Dream
Annabelle never ever wants Kelly to know. It would be humiliating and worse, it would ruin their friendship. But that doesn’t change the fact that she’s going to have to do an extra load of knickers because she keeps having these dreams.
Prompt #19: Candle
it’s another cracking good spring storm, so cracking, in fact, that it knocked out the generators at St. Trinian’s left the girls completely in the dark. Polly’s laptop batteries died an hour ago, so they’re dependent on candles. Fortunately, Chelsea and Chloe have a wide selection of tapers in crystal candle holders ("for romantic dinners") and Karma, one of the Chavs, has a cupboard of scented candles in jars (“they were on sale") Most of the First Years have gone to bed, as have the geeks, nothing to do with their electronics down. Posh Totty is taking advantage of the situation for candlelight baths. The Emos are telling ghost stories (nothing new there), and the Chavs are circled around a vanilla scented jar gossiping and eating potato chips. No one seems to have noticed that Kelly and Annabelle vanished with a pair of candles less than an hour after the lights went out. Their curled up on the couch in Kelly’s study, Annabelle’s head on Kelly’s shoulder, her eyes glowing in the candlelight.
Prompt #20: Talent
Kelly writhes, sweaty and exhausted, driven on by Annabelle’s wicked creative mouth. She remembers her first look at Annabelle and knows there was no way she could have predicted this kind of talent.
