Sulphur 20: Spoiled for Choice

[bookblather]

Author: Kat
Title: Spoiled for Choice
Story: Shine Like It Does
Colors: Sulphur 20 (The souls of men are demons)
Supplies and Materials: Tapestry, canvas (Miranda, Charlotte, and Jack are seventeen, fifteen and thirteen respectively), charcoal (Andrew Dalton), feathers (Your character is ready to do something horrible.), modeling clay (logic), chalk (this picture), novelty beads ("I'm On Fire", Bruce Springsteen), photography.
Word Count: 254
Rating: PG-13.
Summary: Andrew doesn't have to choose.
Warnings: coarse language, sexual ideology involving minors, general terrible-personness.
Notes: I was going to write this as a portrait, but I just couldn't spend any more time in Andrew's head. The beginning of a charcoal tapestry.

Also, the astronomy picture for today? Taken by Dawn? Yeah, my dad ran the project that built that satellite. 'Cause he's awesome.


If Andrew had to choose a Hennessy sibling-- and he doesn't, but for the exercise-- he'd pick Miranda.

It's a hard choice. They each have their benefits and costs. Jack, for example, with his pretty little mouth and the way he has of looking out under long, sooty eyelashes-- Andrew wants to shove him down on his knees, fuck that pretty mouth until he chokes. But Jack's a guy, and not even a freshman. Andrew won't date him. He'll have to find another way to open those legs.

Then there's Charlotte, who has long hair and a sweetly curved body. He can just imagine gripping that hair, that ass, fucking up into her while she moans and writhes atop him. Except Charlotte won't look him in the eyes and won't so much as stay out ten minutes past her curfew, so he'll have to do some serious work to get into her pants, and he's just not in the mood for that now.

Last, Miranda, cocky bitch that she is, with scornful eyes and upturned nose. Somehow it makes her even hotter, the way she sways her hips and shoots him contemptuous looks, all "you wish you had a chance." Andrew bets she'll be a wildcat in bed, her long nails leaving scratches in his back as he shoves her pale thighs open. She'll beg for it, love it, and she'll look great on his arm, all that ruthless passion his to own.

Miranda first. Pleasure first.

He'll see about the other two later.

Comments

[subluxate]

Ew. ew ew ew. SCUMBAG. Ew gross I feel icky now.

In other words, well done.

Also, your dad is AWESOME.

[isana]

Oh, wow, thanks for that warning. Andrew is pretty disgusting (a thirteen year old, seriously, yech.) And yet it's Charlotte who I'd want to hug the most, because I seem to remember how distraught she was? I could be misremembering.

[settecorvi]

Oh yes, do try to go after Miranda. Please please tell me we get to see her tear him to shreds and feed his cock to the dogs. (If his comeuppance has already happened, sorry I missed it; I was AWOL from the internet for a few months.)

Ick ick ick, congrats on writing such a skin-crawlingly awful person while making him utterly believable.

[kay_brooke]

Ugh, Andrew. Jack is a friggin' child! What brought on this guy's obsession?

[auguris]

Ugggggghhhh. Excuse me while I go wipe the slime off.

Which, obviously, well done. Just. Andrew. Yuck.

[bookblather]

My dad IS awesome.

Also, I had to take a shower after writing it. Several. Just. UGH.

Thanks for wading through that!

[bookblather]

I KNOW. The only thing I can assume is that Jack is sexually precocious and that's obvious enough that Andrew just doesn't notice the thirteen thing. But... you know, thirteen. Yeah, Charlotte was pretty torn up about the whole thing. Poor baby.

Thank you for reading this particular cesspit.

[bookblather]

Oh, he did go after Miranda. And she did tear him to shreads. She damn near cut his brakelines, actually (but that was for what he did to Charlotte, not for her or Jack-- Jack was just like "meh, whatever" and she figured she brought it on herself).

Thank you! And thanks for reading such a skin-crawlingly awful person.

[bookblather]

I have no idea-- I assume someone dared him or Miranda turned him down or something. The only thing that makes his interest in Jack even remotely acceptable is that Jack is sexually precocious and already making overtures. But it's still incredibly icky. And he wouldn't have, if he'd known what Andrew was like.

Thanks for reading-- I know Andrew is seriously gross.

[bookblather]

I had to take a shower too, don't worry. Andrew is not remotely acceptable in any way, shape, or form.

Thank you for reading anyway.

[shipwreck_light]

*makes a face like she accidentally swigged bad peach schnapps*

EWW. Andrews, you're creepy. I hope you realize Jack is going to get more lovey-dovey sex because of this. Because who does that to Jack? MEANIEPANTS.

(This REALLY put the Hat Trick in perspective though. How did you make that even SLIMIER SOUNDING?)

[bookblather]

I have NO IDEA. I just. EW. And Jack is A-OKAY with more lovey-dovey sex. XD Even though he's probably the only one who came out of this without a scarred psyche...

Anyway. THANKS. And fuck Andrew.