Why the hell do we of the twifandom call them outtakes? They aren’t outtakes? They’re extras, dammit! Well, mine are, cos when I shifted all my stuff from the crappy old desktop to my nifty wee netbook, somehow I disposed of the real cut scenes from Say Something Else. Bugger it. Oh well, they were crap, anyway. Did you know that I had no idea what was going on in Edward’s mind at the end of Chapter 11 until I actually tried to write the Edward/Seth sex scene?
OMG it was awful. Painful. It tore me up inside.
That, of course, is how we ended up with the Edward/Alec flashback smack bang in the middle of Chapter 11. That, by contrast, just wrote itself.
Have you re-read Say Something Else yet? You should. It’s not just me saying that. dellaterra re-read it before she beta’d the extra for me and she advised me to tell you to do the same. She says (and I hope she won’t hate me for sharing her words):
…re-read SSE … if they want to be destroyed (and I say that in a good way) by the emotional impact of what those beautiful boys realized they had…
There you have it. I do almost anything she tells me to do, so you should, too ;)
Little Alec will be posted on the 19th of February. Technically, it should be my 19th, which is tomorrow, because it was my 19th when I finished the first draft of SSE and made my first blog post here. It might, however, be the 19th in the US when it’s posted. Just got a few more edits to do, but my brain is fried and I might leave them till I’m all fresh tomorrow. Don’t know. Or I might just want to torture you all.
So it’s SSE’s birthday and my blogiversary, and, I did kinda also maybe promise an Alec extra way back when I was whoring for reviews to get SSE over the 500 review milestone. That was months ago. Woops. I suck.
Woefully unreliable, is me :) And disorganised. I don’t have a summary for it yet…
I promised a tease, huh? All right then, here goes *switches windows, rummaging for something interesting*
He stared at me a long time. Told me I was beautiful, and I blushed, of course. Then he kissed me.
It wasn’t like the kiss at the pub. That was hello, nice to meet you, hit you right in the chest and make your heart ache for the possibilities.
It wasn’t like the ones on the street, either. They’d been fun kisses, the sort where you’re laughing into each other’s mouths.
It wasn’t like the one right outside his door, sweet and slow and sexy.
It started sweet and wondrous, and he smiled against my lips, then slow and sexy for a moment or two, but it quickly went out the other side. Now he had his teeth locked around my piercing and was hanging on as if he never intended to let go.
It was fucking hot.
With my tongue trapped between his teeth, I couldn’t help moaning as he tugged on the barbell. The pressure was insane.
I’m not a distrustful person. I’ll give anyone a go, and if they screw me over then I’ll worry about whether I’ll do it again. I never needed to know for sure. I didn’t know Edward at all, but I think I would have done anything for him, and it had nothing to do with the fact that he had one of the most vulnerable parts of me trapped firmly between his teeth.
Flicking his tongue over the lower ball, he moaned into my mouth. His hands came down around the back of my neck, and he pushed his hips hard against mine and began to move. Beneath my closed eyelids, my eyes rolled back as he lined his cock up perfectly with mine and thrust against me. He did it again, releasing my tongue as he got a rhythm going, breathing hard, exhaling on each thrust with the softest, almost imperceptible grunt.
The sounds he made were so much sexier than mine. I was letting out a little squeak every time his hard cock rubbed the length of mine.
He pulled back. Those pretty green eyes were all glittery, his mouth was open, his chest was heaving and he dragged his hands down the door and wrapped them around the back of my neck before he kissed me again. This one was hunger and need and heavy and devouring, lips and teeth pinching, biting, sucking.
And all the time he rocked his hips against mine. If he kept doing it, I was gonna come in my jeans.
That was a bit scary! Yes, I suffer from posting anxiety. It’ll be worse on the 19th, I’ll tell you that.
The extra is 7k, just in case you thought you got a quarter of it right there in that tease ;) You know, based on my usual word counts (and the SSE chapter lengths).
Okay. I’m gonna go now. *shifty eyes* Thanks for listening :D