Ahizelm's Gift

AN: Hi, Em. This is something that is a total depature from pretty much everything I write, ever. It's a little ExB business, prompted by SorceressCirce.

Happiest Birthday, lovely.

MWAH!

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A Surprise Connection

stripe

"So, hi," she says. I don't even bother looking up from my laptop. I shove my glasses along the bridge of my nose and leer at the screen, waiting for her to go away.

She doesn't. I can see her fingertips gripping the side of my library table. I drag my eyes from the lab write up I’m in the middle of and glance at her.

YogaGal's Gift

Happy Birthday bb!! If I had the chance, I'd whisk you away for a birthday adventure filled with some capo, yoga, hot boys and cool drinks. Until then, here's a little something for you. Jen gave me the prompts and PerfectlyPersuasive beta'd them for me - thanks girls!


I hope you have a blissful birthday!

xoxo
YogaGal

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Frame

I straightened the picture frame on my bedside table, wondering when it had fallen askew. It seemed like many things in my life had fallen askew lately. Looking around, most of my things had been put into boxes, packed up to head to storage or shuttled off for donation elsewhere. I was assured that anything I needed would be taken care of. And, yet, I still tried to cram as many personal things as I could into my small blue backpack. I hastily grabbed the frame, looking at the picture of Charlie and me out on a fishing boat. Tears stung the corners of my eyes as I shoved it into the backpack just as somebody walked swiftly up behind me.

"Bella...it's time to go."

Gypsysue's Gift

Happy Birthday EchoesOfTwilight from gypsysue

Some E/J loving for your birthday

Thanks to rmhale for the prompts and the wonderful Taloolah for her beta work

Disclaimer: Ms. Meyers owns Twilight and all its characters; I just like to make 'em gay.

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Grapefruit

This Friday morning was like any other, except for the fact that I had not gotten any grapefruit from the market today. And Master insisted on it every morning.

My body shook as he took his seat at the table, and I placed his breakfast in front of him. He took one look at the toast and coffee before his steely blue eyes focused on me.

FiberKitty's Gift

Happy Birthday!

Exhibition by Fiberkitty

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Jasper POV

It's fun to be an exhibitionist; especially when there's a gorgeous man melted across your lap, his hands pulling at your back. Edward rocked against me, his cock hardening from the excitement of our location. When he's lost in lust, I know he's oblivious to the world. He panted in between tugs of my lip between his teeth and whispered out obscenities as I reached to pinch and tease his nipples. “Fuck, Jasper! We should have stayed home."

Stolenxsanity's Gift

Simple Seduction

Pairing: JasperxAlice

Rating: M

Disclaimer: Twilight and all recognizable characters belong to SM.

A/N: So, I heard that it was your birthday and while I didn’t have a lot of time, I wanted to write a little something just for you. My ficwife, vi0lentserenity, has given this her one-hundred percent stamp of approval so I hope that you enjoy this as much as she did. Happy Birthday, EchoesOfTwilight

“Happy Birthday, Mr. Whitlock,” I purred as I climbed up and on to the bed. I crawled over his reclined form slowly, teasing him.

I always felt sexy with him, of that there was no doubt.

The way that he looked at me, even when I’d just woken up in the morning wearing tattered sweats and a too-big t-shirt, said more than any words ever could.

I hovered over him now, though, clothed in nothing but a smirk painted across my lips and a crimson ribbon with matching six-inch heels, watching as Jasper’s eyes darkened.

I felt emboldened, desirous – seductive.

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Bmango's Gift

Happy Birthday, Echoes! Hope you have a wonderful day! And look a bonus drabble, because ten was just not enough for these two... Hugs and kisses, b

Thanks to theladyingrey for all the help.

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Angle

I crouch on the sidewalk edge, feeling the breeze on my back from the traffic. Squinting at the screen again, I try to catch the angle of the sun shining off the building of glass and steel above me.

I exhale and hit the shutter release, then put my glasses on to see the result.

I curse when I see auburn hair destroying the shot. The sun slips behind a cloud and I have, once again, missed the opportunity.

I growl in frustration and turn to kick something, anything, but I'm suddenly distracted by bronze hair in disarray over concerned deep green eyes.