Gotta love the odd fanfic challenge...so here's an odd fanfic challenge.

The rules for this challenge are simple:

Write a fanfic, of any length, in any series, which begins with the
following sentence:


"After such an intense orgasm, she should have been panting heavily;
however, she lay unnaturally still, the rise and fall of a chest filling
with air curiously absent."

Hmmm... Lemme try...

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After such an intense orgasm, she should have been panting heavily;
however, she lay unnaturally still, the rise and fall of a chest filling
with air curiously absent.

Suddenly, Lina Inverse took a deep breath and began thrashing her limbs
with excitement as she squealed gleefully, "EEEEEEEEEE!!!!! THAT WAS
FUUUUN!!!" Smiling one of her cute little smiles ("Thank You!" -Lina ^_^)
and folding her hands behind her head to make a pillow, she addressed
Gourry, "You were quite good this time, Gourry-kun... though it doesn't
hold a candle to MY performance, ne?"

A string of incoherent gibbers was her only reply.

"Gourry?" Lina sat up, blinking at her lovable, but dumb-as-a-post lover,
who at that moment was curled up into a foetal position, eyes wide and
mouth flapping without much coordination. "Jeez, what's _your_ problem?"

Lina let out an exasperated sigh as she got only gibberish as feedback.

"Well, I'm not going to wait around all day for you to retrieve your brain
from cloud nine," she said, matter-of-fact. "All that sex made me hungry!
I'll be in the market buying face-stuffings if..." Lina noticed something
was missing. "Where's my stuff? Where's the inn, for that matter? And the
town?" Puzzlement was the only thing that Lina could get from her current
situation. It appeared that they were no longer in their room at the inn,
but right smack in the middle of a smoking crater.

A sucking noise answered Lina, who turned to find Gourry had regressed even
further in mental age.

The silence was broken as a piece of scorched timber shifted, and slowly a
figure dug itself from under the rubble. It was Zelgadis, weary and a bit
crisped. The chimera directed a baleful look at Lina. "Listen, you two...
Your personal lives are none of my business, but PLEASE try to refrain from
throwing off Dragon Slaves when in the throes of passion, hmm?"

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And so sayeth the Wyrm. <evil grin>

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##   ##  #   #   ##   ## ### ###      "Have TARDIS; Will Travel."
## # ##   ###    #####   ## # ##  Wielder of ANVIL and SPAM!
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"What kind of stupid alien escapes in a car?!"
                                     -- Kizuki Mitsuha, Silbuster ch.1