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I don't own anyone, etc.


A/N: Don’t own anyone… if I did, I sure wouldn’t just be writing about them. Prompt #44. I am having so many problems with my muse. She/he is not cooperating, so I am challenging myself to write a story a day based on a prompt. The prompts are found at, http://creativewritingprompts.com/# . Today’s prompt is, “Put Shaggy (Scooby’s partner) and Batgirl in an elevator and write a 200- word scene.

The song “Get Down Make Love” was written Freddy Mercury and performed by Queen on their News of the World album, 1991. These prompts all seem to invoke a song for me. Never happened to me before, and I never intended to write a bunch of filk (song fics), ah well… as long as it keeps me writing, I am happy.

Sis looked it over for me. She wants money. Her meds will wear off soon. All mistakes are my own...

 

Get down, make love
Get down, make love
Get down, make love
Get down, make love
You take my body
I give you heat
You say you hungry
I give you meat
I suck your mind
You blow my head
Make love - (make love)
Inside your bed - everybody get down, make love
Get down, make love
Get down, make love
Get down, make love

Everytime I get hot
You wanna cool down
Everytime I get high
You say you wanna come down
You say it's enough
In fact it's too much
Everytime I get a - get down, get down
Get down, make love

Oh, sss, hah

I can squeeze - you can shake me (get down, make love)
I can feel - when you break me (get down, make love)
Come on so heavy - when you take me (get down, make love)
You can make love, you can make love, you can make love, you can make love
(Get down, make love)
You can make everybody get down, make love
Get down, make love

Everytime I get high
You wanna come down
Everytime I get hot
You say you wanna cool down
You say it's enough
In fact it's too much
Everytime I wanna, get down
Get down, get down

Aah, ooh, make love, make love, make love, make love, make love
Aah, oh

Get down, make love
Get down, make love
Get down, make love
Get down, make love

Everytime I get hot
You wanna cool down
Everytime I get high
You say you wanna come down
You say it's enough
In fact it's just too much
Everytime I wanna, get down
Get down, get down, make love


The small enclosed space feels more like a sauna than an elevator. The odors of sex, raw, primal and pungent permeate the box, but the lovers don’t care. They only care about this moment, and each other.

“Please… deeper, harder… make it dirty,” Batgirl moans, as the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh heightens their arousal. This wasn’t just sex; this is passion… passion binding two lovers together.

Batgirl’s legs wrap high around Shaggy’s waist .

“Damn you, fuck me with that big cock. Use it like I know you can,” Batgirl all but screams at the man.

“Love you, want you so much.” Shaggy strokes deeper within his companion’s tight channel. ‘Can’t last much longer.’ He wants his lover to come with him. Suddenly, Batgirl reaches down and viciously twists Shaggy’s nipples.

“Fuck!” Shaggy bellows and clamping his teeth onto Batgirl’s shoulder, shoots thick cords of come shot deep within his lover.

“Baby.” Batgirl cries and spasms around the still semi-hard cock.

“Damn.” Spock doesn’t care that his beard is coming off, or his wig is askew. “I would be in favor of attending more costume parties in the future.”

“Scooby, Scooby Doo.” Jim says and rests his head on Spock’s shoulder.

The End (I ended up with 198.)

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