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telesilla (telesilla) wrote in porn_battle,
@ 2008-06-12 02:38:00

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round four

Prompt List: Round Four (I-R)
As of now--11:07pm PST, Wednesday June 18--this round of the Porn Battle is over. Thank you for participating!

Okay, so far this is the Biggest Porn Battle Ever! Now it's your job to make sure it stays that way by writing as much porn as you possibly can. To help you (and you know, those of us in a fic challenge with a due date of Sunday--you know who you are), I'm going to give us all not one, but two extra days.

Yes, you heard it right! The deadline for Round Four is (roughly) midnight of Wednesday, June 18.

Because the prompt list is so long, I'm splitting it. This is the I-R post. Characters, numbers and A-H prompts are here and the S-Z and Crossover prompts are here.

You must put the prompt in the subject header of your comment. If the prompt is too long, name the fandom and pairing and as much of the rest as you can. (This is so that at the end of the round, we can make a link back to your fic on the final Master List.)

Please check the list over and drop me a line on the prompt post if I missed your prompts. Also please note, briar_pipe was kind enough to give me a list of some of the full names of the various anime/manga prompts (if they're screwed up, it's my fault, not hers). So if you used an abbreviation, your prompt may look a little different. I did make a few other changes involving abbreviations, Roman numerals and the word "the", so please check both lists before you ask me to repost a prompt. Spelling mistakes and the order of the names in a pairing/moresome were not changed so, to use SGA as an example, make sure you look for John/Rodney and Rodney/John.

I Now Pronounce You Chuck and Larry, Chuck/Larry, trial and error

Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull, Mutt/Agent Paul Smith, secrets

Indiana Jones, Indy/Marion, honeymoon

Innocent Bird, Beelzebub/blindfolded corset girl, substitute
Innocent Bird, Beelzebub/Sariel, invading your dreams
Innocent Bird, Beelzebub/Shirasagi, substitute

Inuyasha, Miroku/Sango, cooking
Inuyasha: Inuyasha/Kagome, only the strong survive/demon's kiss

Invader Zim, Dib/Zim, hate sex, anger turns into blinding passion.

Iria: Zeiram the Animation, Iria/Fujikuro, bullet

Iron Man(movieverse), Tony/The suit, Forget Jarvis, what did a computer know about sex? Well, okay, there's the internet.
Iron Man, Jarvis/armor, robot perverts
Iron Man, Pepper/Tony, high heels
Iron Man, Pepper/Tony, strap on
Iron Man, Pepper/Tony, suit
Iron Man, Rhodey/armor, "is it as good as you thought it'd be?"
Iron Man, Rhodey/Jarvis, "yeah, he WOULD build you like that"
Iron Man, Rhodey/Nick Fury, badass
Iron Man, Rhodey/Nick Fury, competence
Iron Man, Rhodey/Nick Fury, excuses
Iron Man, Rhodey/Nick Fury, hand-to-hand
Iron Man, Rhodey/Nick Fury, recruiting
Iron Man, Rhodey/Nick Fury, replacement
Iron Man, Rhodey/Nick Fury, scars
Iron Man, Rhodey/Nick Fury, training exercise
Iron Man, Tony Stark/James Rhodes, balance
Iron Man, Tony/armor, oops
Iron Man, Tony/Jarvis, Big Brother is watching you
Iron Man, Tony/Jarvis, dirty talk
Iron Man, Tony/Jarvis, You know how I think you look?
Iron Man, Tony/Nick Fury, alcohol, "they were right about you"
Iron Man, Tony/Obadiah, prodigal son
Iron Man, Tony/Obadiah, world comes crashing down
Iron Man, Tony/Pepper, "Creeps up on you, doesn't it?"
Iron Man, Tony/Pepper, heart of stone
Iron Man, Tony/Pepper, push the button
Iron Man, Tony/Pepper/Jarvis, not that weird
Iron Man, Tony/Rhodey, "disconnect and self-destruct/one bullet at a time"
Iron Man, Tony/Rhodey, "narcisstic drama queen/craving fame and all its decadence"
Iron Man, Tony/Rhodey, cheap-ass date
Iron Man, Tony/Rhodey, college roommates
Iron Man, Tony/Rhodey, don't make me hurt you
Iron Man, Tony/Rhodey, learning to fly
Iron Man, Tony/Rhodey, new suit
Iron Man, Tony/Rhodey, no, that's MINE
Iron Man, Tony/Rhodey, over and over again
Iron Man, Tony/Rhodey, protect you from yourself
Iron Man, Tony/Rhodey, shit blowing up
Iron Man, Tony/Rhodey, sober
Iron Man, Tony/Rhodey, stripper auditions
Iron Man, Tony/Rhodey, throw of the dice
Iron Man, Tony/Rhodey, You know I'm not

James Bond, Bond/M, out-maneuvered

Junjou Romantica, Usami Akihiko/Misaki, initiative

Kaiba, "Kaiba"/woman who solicits Kaiba in ep 1 , fucking yourself silly
Kaiba, Vanilla/"Chroniko"/, that's not supposed to go there!

Kaiji, Anyone/Kaiji, pirate AU
Kaiji, Endou/Kaiji, fair trade
Kaiji, Funai/Kaiji, trusting
Kaiji, Kaiji/Funai, turnabout and unfair play
Kaiji, Kaiji/Kazuya, in your dreams
Kaiji, Kaiji/Sahara, rock star
Kaiji, Kazuya/Ichijou, the hand that feeds you
Kaiji, Kazuya/Ichijou, the perks of being the boss's son
Kaiji, Kazuya/Kaiji, does it hurt when I do this?
Kaiji, Kazuya/Kaiji, possession
Kaiji, Mikoko/Kaiji, awkwardness
Kaiji, Sahara/Kaiji, don't get any big ideas
Kaiji, Sahara/Kaiji, genderswitch (one or both)

Kashimashi ~Girl Meets Girl~, Hazumu/Tomoyo, bridegroom
Kashimashi ~Girl Meets Girl~, Hazumu/Yasuna, outdoors, "so sit on top of the world and show me how you're feeling"
Kashimashi ~Girl Meets Girl~, Hazumu/Yasuna/Tomoyo, fireworks
Kashimashi ~Girl Meets Girl~, Tomoyo/Yasuna, bubble gum runner
Kashimashi ~Girl Meets Girl~, Yasuna/herself, technicolor dream

Kateikyoushi Hitman Reborn!, Adult Lambo/Adult Reborn, sulk
Kateikyoushi Hitman Reborn!, Chrome solo, borrowed memories
Kateikyoushi Hitman Reborn!, Chrome/Hibari/Mukuro, little girls with dirty minds
Kateikyoushi Hitman Reborn!, Chrome/Hibari/Mukuro, possession
Kateikyoushi Hitman Reborn!, Chrome/Mukuro, strength
Kateikyoushi Hitman Reborn!, Dino/Hibari, more than anything else he hates to be tied down
Kateikyoushi Hitman Reborn!, Haru/Gokudera, mutual crush
Kateikyoushi Hitman Reborn!, Hibari solo, order
Kateikyoushi Hitman Reborn!, Hibari/Chrome, misplaced chivalry
Kateikyoushi Hitman Reborn!, Hibari/Mukuro, mercy
Kateikyoushi Hitman Reborn!, Hibari/Tsuna, birds and fish
Kateikyoushi Hitman Reborn!, Lal Mirch/anyone, some kind of sadist
Kateikyoushi Hitman Reborn!, Mukuro/Chrome/Hibari, can't stand weakness
Kateikyoushi Hitman Reborn!, Mukuro/Hibari, I'm not a nice person but neither are you
Kateikyoushi Hitman Reborn!, Mukuro/Hibari/Tsuna, cross-dressing
Kateikyoushi Hitman Reborn!, Tsuna/Gokudera, mafia business
Kateikyoushi Hitman Reborn!, TYL!Tsuna/TYL!Gokudera, following around like a puppy
Kateikyoushi Hitman Reborn!, Xanxus/Squalo, knifeplay, all that stupid hair

Kingdom Hearts, Aerith/Cloud/Leon, threesome, It works for them
Kingdom Hearts, Axel/Roxas, Simple things. "My baby, he don't talk sweet, he ain't got much to say. But he loves me anyway."
Kingdom Hearts, Cloud/Riku, wingsex, sensitive skin
Kingdom Hearts, Cloud/Riku/Zack, sharing
Kingdom Hearts, Demyx/Kairi, recognition, "You're a lot like home"
Kingdom Hearts, Kairi/Namine, other!sex
Kingdom Hearts, Kairi/Riku/Sora, Roxas/Axel, "in my time of dying"
Kingdom Hearts, Kairi/Sora/Riku, first time(s)
Kingdom Hearts, Leon/Cloud, chocolate cake
Kingdom Hearts, Leon/Cloud, MPreg, The Dark had given him more than just a wing
Kingdom Hearts, Leon/Cloud/Aeris, She could heal their wounds after they bloodied each other
Kingdom Hearts, Leon/Cloud/Aeris, They weren't balanced alone, but together they could somehow hang on
Kingdom Hearts, Riku/Leon, autopilot, maiden flight of Riku’s newly built gummi ship
Kingdom Hearts, Riku/Sora, anthro
Kingdom Hearts, Roxas/Sora, Roxas/Axel, difference
Kingdom Hearts, Sephiroth/Cloud, They completed each other
Kingdom Hearts, Sephiroth/Leon, cornered, no way out
Kingdom Hearts, Sephiroth/Riku/Cloud, wing kink (excuse me if this has been done before. I can't remember)
Kingdom Hearts, Sora/Riku, halloween town: "only 143 days left!!!"
Kingdom Hearts, Sora/Riku, Trick-or-treating
Kingdom Hearts, Sora/Riku/Kairi, sundirtwater
Kingdom Hearts, Xemnas/Cloud, Truce, "I'll ignore you if you ignore me"

Kingdom Hearts II, Auron/Sora, "If death and time be stronger, a love may yet be strong"
Kingdom Hearts II, Axel/Roxas, Old playmates on new seas
Kingdom Hearts II, Sora/Kairi/Riku, Triangulation
Kingdom Hearts II, Sora/Riku/Kairi, a case of the giggles

Kino's Journey, Kino/Nimya, just like flying
Kino's Journey, Kino/Nimya, possibilities
Kino's Journey, Kino/Nimya, three days

Kyou Kara Maou, Conrad (/Yuri), denied/delayed orgasm, honorably standing aside
Kyou Kara Maou, Conrad (/Yuri), denied/delayed orgasm, honorably standing aside
Kyou Kara Maou, Conrad/Wolfram, “I wanted to be you”
Kyou Kara Maou, Conrad/Wolfram, “I wanted to be you”
Kyou Kara Maou, Gwendal/Yozak, You should learn to relax,
Kyou Kara Maou, Yuri/Gwendal/, Zombie apocalypse
Kyou Kara Maou, Yuri/Gwendal/Conrad/Wolfram, It's good to be the king.
Kyou Kara Maou, Yuri/Gwendal/Conrad/Wolfram, It's good to be the king.
Kyou Kara Maou, Yuuri/Conrad, crown and throne
Kyou Kara Maou, Yuuri/Gwendal/Conrad/Wolfram, it runs in the family
Kyou Kara Maou, Yuuri/Wolfram, one of a kind

L. Frank Baum’s The Wizard of Oz series, Dorothy/Ozma: cyclone.
L. Frank Baum’s The Wizard of Oz series, Dorothy/Ozma: field of poppies.
L. Frank Baum’s The Wizard of Oz series, Dorothy/Ozma: Kansas City jazz.

LA Confidential, White/Exley, dress uniforms

Labyrinth, Jareth/Sarah, “fear me, love me, do as I say”
Labyrinth, Jareth/Sarah, punishment

Lamento, Asato/Konoe, belling the cat (collared)

Largo Winch, Joy/Kerensky, checkmate
Largo Winch, Joy/Kerensky, spies
Largo Winch, Largo/Simon, fast cars
Largo Winch, Largo/Simon, friends with benefits

Las Vegas, Danny McCoy/Mike Cannon, drunken double dare

Last Exile, Dio/Lucciola: Angels standing guard 'round the side of your bed.
Last Exile, Mullin/Alex: Speaking out of turn.

Law and Order: SVU, Fin/Lake, trouble

Legacy of Kain, Janos/Raziel, drunk, Janos’ aura is so pure I am drunk on the taste of it.

Looking for Group, Richard/Cale, elf ears
Looking for Group, Richard/Richard, the taste of pure evil
Looking for Group, Richard/Sooba, keeping secrets

Lord of the Rings, Boromir/Aragorn, alpha
Lord of the Rings, Faramir/Aragorn, archer

Lost, Ben/Jack, manipulation
Lost, Ben/Sayid, hopeless
Lost, Ben/Sayid/Juliet, games
Lost, Christian/Jack, loathing
Lost, Edward Mars/Kate, abuse of power
Lost, Jack/Kate/Sawyer, pregnancy
Lost, Jack/Sawyer, isolation
Lost, Jack/Sawyer, undertow
Lost, Sawyer/Sayid, anywhere but here
Lost, Sawyer/Sayid, breath play
Lost, Sawyer/Sayid, cage
Lost, Sawyer/Sayid, hard
Lost, Sawyer/Sayid, ice blue
Lost, Sawyer/Sayid, unwanted
Lost, Sawyer/Sayid, voices
Lost, Sawyer/Sayid/Jack, cock rings

Love & Rockets, Maggie/Hopey, experimenting

Loveless, Kio/Soubi, better than that
Loveless, Kio/Soubi, canvas
Loveless, Kio/Soubi, only in my dreams
Loveless, Kio/Soubi, oral fixation
Loveless, Kouya/Yamato, don't look back/don't turn around
Loveless, Kouya/Yamato, possession
Loveless, Koya/Yamato, denny's at 3am
Loveless, Koya/Yamato, giving explicit directions
Loveless, Ritsuka/Soubi, "I shall never, in the years remaining, paint you pictures"
Loveless, Ritsuka/Soubi, domesticity and service
Loveless, Ritsuka/Soubi, junk food addiction
Loveless, Ritsuka/Soubi, violence
Loveless, Ritsuka/Yuiko/Yayoi, zombie apocalypse
Loveless, Yamato/Kouya, "I just want to feel alive."
Loveless, Yamato/Kouya, "It never felt so good/it never felt so right/and we were glowing like the metal on the edge of a knife"
Loveless, Youji/Natsuo/Ritsuka, a lesson in topping

Luminous Arc, Leon/Nikolai, player
Luminous Arc, Leon/Nikolai, rivalry

Macross Frontier, Alto/Sheryl/Ranka, "she demanded an audience"
Macross Frontier, Michel/Altoh, it's a shame you gave up acting
Macross Frontier, Michel/Altoh, you'll never catch up to me in a hundred years
Macross Frontier, Michel/Klan Klan, size matters
Macross Frontier, Sheryl/Ranka, acting lessons
Macross Frontier, Sheryl/Ranka, girls night out

Magic Users Club, Aburatsubo/Takakura, wish fulfillment

Majin Tantei Nougami Neuro, Higuchi/Yako, media
Majin Tantei Nougami Neuro, Higuchi/Yako, tea
Majin Tantei Nougami Neuro, Neuro/X(Sai), battle
Majin Tantei Nougami Neuro, Neuro/Yako, amusement park
Majin Tantei Nougami Neuro, Neuro/Yako, basic instincts
Majin Tantei Nougami Neuro, Neuro/Yako, cruel to be kind
Majin Tantei Nougami Neuro, Neuro/Yako, genderbent alternate universe
Majin Tantei Nougami Neuro, Neuro/Yako, killing intent
Majin Tantei Nougami Neuro, Neuro/Yako, till death do we part/Heaven and Hell
Majin Tantei Nougami Neuro, Sasazuki/Yako, kindness

Maria-sama ga miteru, Rei/Yoshino, are you sure this is a good idea
Maria-sama ga miteru, Sei/Youko, go commando

Marvel comics (Avengers/Invaders), Invaders!1940s!Bucky Barnes/contemporary!post-Winter Soldier!Bucky Barnes, "nothing to see here"
Marvel comics, Billy Kaplan/Eli Bradley, possible worlds
Marvel comics, Billy Kaplan/Teddy Altman/Bucky Barnes, history lesson
Marvel comics, Bucky/Toro, babes in arms
Marvel Comics, Captain America/Iron Man, friendship
Marvel Comics, Captain America/Iron Man, lost
Marvel Comics, Captain America/Iron Man, sacrifice
Marvel Comics, Captain America/Iron Man, sparring
Marvel comics, Captain America/Nick Fury, auld lang syne
Marvel comics, Chase Stein/Johnny Storm, hotheads
Marvel comics, Jennifer Walters/Jazinda, it's not easy being green
Marvel comics, Jim Hammond/Namor, making up the fun way
Marvel comics, Kate Bishop/Victor Mancha, fathers suck
Marvel comics, Luke Cage/Danny Rand, guy love between two guys
Marvel comics, Misty Knight/Danny Rand, being Iron Fist had some unmentioned benefits (K'un L'un sexcapades, dorky names sex position names and all)
Marvel comics, Misty Knight/Danny Rand, robot hands are AWESOME
Marvel comics, Natasha Romanov/Jessica Drew, first world problems
Marvel comics, Quicksilver/Rictor, Rictor wants to feel the earth move
Marvel comics, Sam Wilson (The Falcon)/Bucky Barnes (Captain America), sidekickin'
Marvel comics, Sam Wilson/Steve Rogers, "we didn't die"
Marvel comics, Sharon Carter/Leila Taylor, consciousness-raising
Marvel comics, Sue Storm/Jean Grey, when we were young, powerful
Marvel comics, Tony Stark/Peter Parker, lab assistant
Marvel comics, Ultimate!Piotr/Ultimate!Jean-Paul, study break

Maurice (movie), Maurice Hall/Alec Scudder, end of days
Maurice (movie), Maurice Hall/Alec Scudder, longing
Maurice (movie), Maurice Hall/Alec Scudder, restraints
Maurice (movie), Maurice Hall/Alec Scudder, summer in Paris

Metalocalypse, Nathan/Rebecca Nightrod, not like regular hate
Metalocalypse, Nathan/Toki, not metal
Metalocalypse, Ofdenson/Skwisgaar, anything tha tmoves
Metalocalypse, Ofdenson/Toki, under wraps
Metalocalypse, Pickles/Toki, drunk as hell
Metalocalypse, Skwisgaar/Toki, totestally gays

Millennium Snow: Touya/Chiyuki, a thousand years

Mirage of Blaze: Kagekatsu/Kagetora; Family obligations.
Mirage of Blaze: Kagetora/Naoi; Rabies shots.

Mnemosyne no Musumetachi, Rin/informant, come and get it

Mononoke, Medicine Seller/mononoke, some mononoke can be subdued in pleasurable ways
Mononoke: Kayo/Medicine Seller/otherself, one hand on his sword

Moyashimon, Hasegawa/Muto, doing science
Moyashimon, Kei/Oikawa/Sawaki, somewhere in the middle
Moyashimon, Kei/Sawaki, that dress
Moyashimon, Sawaki/Kei, chemistry

Multiple Personality Detective Psycho, Shinji/Machi, gunplay.

Mushishi, Ginko/Adashino, what would you do for this?
Mushishi, Ginko/Tanyu, human connection
Mushishi, Ginko/Tanyu, staying too long

Mutant X, Adam/Shalimar, feral
Mutant X, Adam/Shalimar, marks
Mutant X, Emma/Brennan, hot

Nabari no Ou, Aizawa/Fuuma, a long time ago
Nabari no Ou, Yoite/Miharu, loyalty

Nana, Nana O./Nana K: “Maybe she’s just pieces of me you’ve never seen.” Tear in my Hand, Tori Amos.
Nana, Nana O./Nana K: “Strawberries, cherries and an angel’s kiss in spring. My summer wine is really made from all these things.” Summer Wine, Lee Hazelwood.
Nana, Nana Osaki/Misato: gift
Nana, Nana Osaki/Misato: under her petticoats
Nana, Nana/Ren, wallsex

Naruto, Deidara/Hidan, "Stop that!"
Naruto, Gaara/Kankuro/Temari, what he owes them
Naruto, Gaara/Kankuro/Temari, what he owes them
Naruto, Gaara/Kankurou/Temari, Trust in me, just in me/Shut your eyes and trust in me
Naruto, Gaara/Kankurou/Temari, we don't have anything to fear from him anymore
Naruto, Gaara/Temari/Kankuro, chakra bondage, the rooms in the Kazekage’s household were always dark
Naruto, Gaara/Temari/Kankuro, chakra bondage, the rooms in the Kazekage’s household were always dark
Naruto, Itachi/Deidara, artists are often unappreciated in their lifetimes
Naruto, Itachi/Naruto, "tell Sasuke that..."
Naruto, Itachi/Sasuke, dreams
Naruto, Itachi/Sasuke, innocence
Naruto, Jiraiya/Orochimaru, Longing
Naruto, Jiraiya/Orochimaru/Tsunade, you deserve only the best
Naruto, Kabuto/Kimimaro, like ghosts
Naruto, Kakashi/Tenzou, cross-dressing for a mission
Naruto, Kakuzu/Hidan, Kakuzu's maskbabies
Naruto, Karin/Suigetsu, yo' momma
Naruto, Kisame/Itachi, "If you're there, my flowers will keep on blooming/And never die"
Naruto, Konoha or Oto, zombie apocalypse (Come on you guys: ZOMBIES VS. NINJA)
Naruto, Lee/Shino, Intrigue
Naruto, Madara/Itachi, test your loyalty
Naruto, Madara/Pain, or else
Naruto, Minato/Kakashi, unrequited love
Naruto, Naruto/Hinata, The day I noticed you
Naruto, Naruto/Ino, Only for those rainy days
Naruto, Naruto/Sakura/Kakashi, reluctance, happy endings
Naruto, Naruto/Sakura/Sasuke, coming home
Naruto, Neji/Hinata, Growing together, growing apart
Naruto, Neji/Kiba, Clan disputes
Naruto, Neji/Lee (or Lee/Neji if you can manage), When losing to my rival is best
Naruto, Orochimaru/Anko, don't get sentimental
Naruto, Orochimaru/Kimimaro, I love you because you can give me what I want
Naruto, Orochimaru/Neji, Submit and I will give you your dreams
Naruto, Orochimaru/Neji, Temptation
Naruto, Sai/Naruto, brought to life
Naruto, Sasori/Deidara, star signs
Naruto, Sasori/Deidara, What does this button do?
Naruto, Sasori/Deidara, you and whose army?
Naruto, Sasori/Sakura, If you give up everything, in the end you have nothing
Naruto, Suigetsu/Karin, this means war
Naruto: Gaara/Sakura, we really shouldn't do this
Naruto: Kakashi/Sakura, whispers

National Treasure, Ben/Riley, "So, about your love-life..."
National Treasure, Ben/Riley, unexpected
National Treasure, Ben/Riley/Abigail, confessions

NCIS, Gibbs/DiNozzo, asphalt
NCIS, Gibbs/DiNozzo, peppermint

Nightrunner, Alec/Seregil, escape lessons

Numb3rs, Don/Colby, adrenalin
Numb3rs, Don/Colby, straps
Numb3rs, Don/Colby, trust
Numb3rs, Don/Liz/Colby, stress relief
Numb3rs, Liz/Colby, dancing
Numb3rs, Liz/Colby, second look

Odin Sphere, Ingway/Gwendolyn, a stolen kiss
Odin Sphere, Ingway/Mercedes, "It's a big improvement from the frog"
Odin Sphere, Ingway/Mercedes, clever disguises
Odin Sphere, Ingway/Mercedes, romancing the tree
Odin Sphere, Ingway/Velvet, nobody else would understand
Odin Sphere, Onyx/Gwendolyn, "I would break at your touch"
Odin Sphere, Onyx/Gwendolyn, skin smooth and hot as baked clay
Odin Sphere, Oswald/Gwendolyn, "First, you must ask"
Odin Sphere: Cornelius/Velvet, secret meetings in the forest
Odin Sphere: Ingway/Mercedes, starlit wanderings and fairy circles

One Piece, Ace/Luffy, reunion
One Piece, Iceburg/Paulie, mateship (/dumb!pun)
One piece, Lucci/Paulie, Bondage "I'll break you
One Piece, Luffy/Zoro/Nami/Sanji/Usopp, closer to no one than each other
One piece, Mihawk/Shanks, Too much alcohol
One Piece, Sanji/Luffy, hungry
One Piece, Smoker/Luffy, laugh in the face of death
One Piece, Usopp/Nami, two truths and a lie
One Piece, Zoro/Luffy, lost
One Piece, Zoro/Luffy, outlaws
One Piece, Zoro/Luffy, right hand man
One Piece, Zoro/Sanji, public displays of affection
One Piece, Zoro/Sanji, the best worst day of his life
One Piece: Luffy/Zoro; Owning a dream means letting go everything else.
One Piece: Mihawk/Zoro; Any last words?

Oniisama E: Miya-sama solo, aesthetic delight
Oniisama E: Miya-sama/Nanako: The nice older blue-eyed boy girl I love

Onmyouji, Seimei/Hiromasa, a name is a spell
Onmyouji, Seimei/Hiromasa, fox
Onmyouji, Seimei/Hiromasa, shikigami

Ouran High School Host Club, Hikaru/Kaoru, beautiful lie
Ouran High School Host Club, Honey/Mori, faithfulness
Ouran High School Host Club, Kaoru/Hikaru, switch hitting
Ouran High School Host Club, Kyouya/Haruhi, I will not take second place
Ouran High School Host Club, Kyouya/Haruhi, locked in the library
Ouran High School Host Club, Kyouya/Mori, not for show
Ouran High School Host Club, Kyouya/Tamaki, a series of discrete observations
Ouran High School Host Club, Kyouya/Tamaki, courtesan
Ouran High School Host Club, Kyouya/Tamaki, good business
Ouran High School Host Club, Tamaki/Hikaru/Kaoru, truth or dare
Ouran High School Host Club, Tamaki/Kyouya/Hikaru/Kaoru/Mori/Honey/Haruhi, such sweet sorrow
Ouran High School Host Club, Twins/Haruhi, putting on makeup
Ouran High School Host Club: Hikaru/Haruhi, I will love you more than that/breaking point
Ouran High School Host Club, Hikaru/Kaoru, grooming as foreplay/a sign of affection
Ouran High School Host Club, Kyouya/Haruhi, making good on threats
Ouran High School Host Club, Kyouya/Haruhi/Tamaki, a perfect plan
Ouran High School Host Club, Kyouya/Haruhi/Tamaki, future!fic, early morning before work
Ouran High School Host Club, Kyouya/Host Club, zombie apocalypse
Ouran High School Host Club, Mori/Hunny, size kink

Peacemaker Kurogane, Akesato/Susumu, penance
Peacemaker Kurogane, Hijikata/Okita, a moments peace
Peacemaker Kurogane, Hijikata/Okita, haiku
Peacemaker Kurogane, Hijikata/Okita, the winter of our discontent
Peacemaker Kurogane, Hijikata/Okita, training sessions

Persona 2: Innocent Sin, Sudou/Jun, devotion, unrequited love
Persona 2: Innocent Sin, Tatsuya/Jun, crossdressing.
Persona 2: Innocent Sin, Tatsuya/Jun, first times

Persona 3 (FES), Metis/Junpei, electricity kink
Persona 3 (FES), Metis/Junpei, toys (as extension of self)
Persona 3, Akihiko/Junpei, "I mean, dude, right in the face? I think you like that gun waaaay too much."
Persona 3, Akihiko/Junpei, collars
Persona 3, Akihiko/Junpei, come on face
Persona 3, Akihiko/Junpei, friction
Persona 3, Akihiko/Junpei, gunkink, "You want me to do what with it?"
Persona 3, Akihiko/Junpei, marking, July full moon
Persona 3, Akihiko/Junpei, puppy play
Persona 3, Akihiko/Minato (again, flexible), shower, plot purely optional
Persona 3, Akihiko/Mitsuru, boots, cold leather
Persona 3, Akihiko/Shinjiro, "helpless to keep my hands off you; you're really here."
Persona 3, Akihiko/Shinjiro, cooking, blast of heat
Persona 3, Akihiko/Shinjiro, first aid as foreplay/a sign of affection
Persona 3, Akihiko/Shinjiro, trading blowjobs
Persona 3, Akihiko/Shinjiro/Junpei, still trust me enough to play nice with your toys?
Persona 3, Akihiko/Shinjiro/Mitsuru, experimentation, they're still young
Persona 3, Fuuka/Natsumi, cyberpunk au, tech-kink
Persona 3, Junpei -> Akihiko, getting caught
Persona 3, Junpei, gunkink, he's got his evoker in his mouth and his hand on his cock and damned if this isn't hot.
Persona 3, Mitsuru (/Akihiko/Shinjiro), voyeurism + solo, the boys watching her get herself off to thinking about them
Persona 3, Mitsuru/Aigis, "a distressing gap in my data-banks."
Persona 3, Mitsuru/Aki, ten years later
Persona 3, Mitsuru/Akihiko, dancing, ust
Persona 3, Mitsuru/Akihiko/ (Shinjiro), Pegging, in his absence
Persona 3, Mitsuru/Akihiko/ (Shinjiro), Pegging, in his absence
Persona 3, Mitsuru/Akihiko/Shinjiro, long night
Persona 3, Mitsuru/Junpei (or the other way about, I am flexible), clash
Persona 3, Mitsuru/Junpei, dominance
Persona 3, Mitsuru/Yukari, overwhelmed
Persona 3, Mitsuru/Yukari, stockings and garters
Persona 3, Ryoji/Minato, D/s
Persona 3, Ryoji/Minato, when the world ends, collect your things, you're coming with me
Persona 3, Ryoji/Minato/Aigis, I'm sleeping with the ghosts in my machine"
Persona 3, Shinji/Aki, keep me warm, out here in the cold
Persona 3, Shinji/Mitsuru/Aki, brutally elegant
Persona 3, Shinjiro/Aigis, not the answer you were expecting
Persona 3, Shinjiro/Akihiko, gunkink, "suck it."
Persona 3, Shinjiro/Akihiko, gunkink, "suck it."
Persona 3, Shinjiro/Akihiko, kinda feels like incest
Persona 3, Shinjiro/Akihiko, practiced
Persona 3, Shinjiro/Akihiko, wounds
Persona 3, Shinjiro/Akihiko/Junpei, bottom of the pecking order
Persona 3, Shinjiro/Fuuka, there can be kindness
Persona 3, Shinjiro/Junpei, H/C, Shinjiro's always wondered why Junpei never fights back
Persona 3, Shinjiro/Junpei, tougher than you look
Persona 3, Shinjiro/Mitsuru, rough sex, "You think I can be forgiven, just like that?"

Pet Shop of Horrors, D/Leon, breathe
Pet Shop of Horrors, D/Leon, candy
Pet Shop of Horrors, D/Leon, only a little bit
Pet Shop of Horrors, D/Leon, silence
Petshop of Horrors, Count D/Leon, earned
Petshop of Horrors, Count D/Leon, question of ownership
Petshop of Horrors, Count D/Leon, sound of rain
Petshop of Horrors, Count D/Leon, with an open heart
Petshop of Horrors, D/pets, harem!smut
Petshop of Horrors, D/pets, harem!smut
Petshop of Horrors, Dreizhen/D, topping from the bottom, knot
Petshop of Horrors: Leon/D, "What I said was: Keep me out of your little love triangle".
Petshop of Horrors: Leon/D, “And these species of jellyfish are rare because why?”
Petshop of Horrors: Leon/D, “Electric eels?”
Petshop of Horrors: Leon/D, “I have no interest in being some rich kid’s slum-fling!”
Petshop of Horrors: Leon/D, “If I could read your mind, it would take me forever to make it through that atrocious spelling of yours just to get a single thought deciphered.”
Petshop of Horrors: Leon/D, “It looks like some kind of mutant squid.”
Petshop of Horrors: Leon/D, “Okay, so what do Kappa really do, then?”
Petshop of Horrors: Leon/Milford, “You must be Alexander’s successor t’the thrown.”
Petshop of Horrors: Leon/T-Chan, “Bite me again and I’ll throw you into a mob of bored, bubblegum chewing preschoolers that were fed a shitload of candy before they got their naps!”
Petshop of Horrors: Leon/T-Chan, “I eat back.”
Petshop of Horrors: Leon/T-Chan/D, “Even I know that Spam doesn’t go with champagne.”
Petshop of Horrors: T-Chan/Leon, “Give the guy a long night, a flaming log, and a carcass, and
Petshop of Horrors/Men In Black II: Leon/Agent J, “…see, y’all ought t’watch sayin ‘fuck you’ t’guys like me—cuz…ah may just be a dude that boldly goes where no dude’s done went . Y’feelin me?”

Peter Pan, Hook/Wendy, classroom
Peter Pan, Hook/Wendy, entranced
Peter Pan, Hook/Wendy, first time bondage
Peter Pan, Hook/Wendy, gentleman

Phantasy Star Universe, Ethan/Hyuga, "trapped"

Phoenix Wright, Phoenix/Trucy/Apollo, longing and unpleasant surprises.

Pirates of the Caribbean, Elizabeth/Barbossa, all dressed up
Pirates of the Caribbean, Jack Sparrow/Elizabeth/Norrington, choosing sides
Pirates of the Caribbean, Jack/Barbossa, captain’s orders
Pirates of the Caribbean, Jack/Barbossa, switch
Pirates of the Caribbean, Jack/Elizabeth, seduction
Pirates of the Caribbean, Jack/Elizabeth/Barbossa, “take what you can, give nothing back”
Pirates of the Caribbean, Jack/Elizabeth/Barbossa, three of a kind
Pirates of the Caribbean, Jack/Norrington, alone for the first time
Pirates of the Caribbean, Jack/Norrington, proper
Pirates of the Caribbean, Jack/Will/Elizabeth, lies
Pirates of the Caribbean, Tia Dalma/Jack Sparrow, bargains
Pirates of the Carribean, Jack/Barbossa, shackled
Pirates of the Carribean, Jack/Barbossa, topsy-turvy

Pokemon, Butch/Cassidy, getaway car
Pokemon, Jesse/James, I believe in love

Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon, Kunzite/Zoisite, memories turned bitter
Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon, Mamoru/Usagi, laughter in the bedroom
Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon, Mercury(Ami)/Nephrite, delicate handling
Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon, Rei/Minako, clothing fetish

Prince of Tennis, An/Sakuno, it's all right to say it out loud
Prince of Tennis, Atobe/Tezuka, oneupsmanship
Prince of Tennis, Chitose/Tachibana Kippei, wild
Prince of Tennis, Fuji/Saeki, everything's better with friends
Prince of Tennis, Fuji/Saeki/Yuuta, brother kink
Prince of Tennis, Fuji/Yuuta, forbidden fruit
Prince of Tennis, Kirihara solo, goals and idols
Prince of Tennis, Mizuki/Yuuta, luxury
Prince of Tennis, Oshitari Yuushi/Mukahi Gakuto, hair dye
Prince of Tennis, Oshitari/Atobe, life after tennis
Prince of Tennis, Sanada/Kirihara, be careful what you ask for
Prince of Tennis, Sanada/Kirihara, size queen
Prince of Tennis, Sanada/Yukimura, the path to recovery
Prince of Tennis, Shiraishi/Fuji, bondage, spoils to the victor
Prince of Tennis, Tezuka/Fuji, in his element
Prince of Tennis, Yukimura/Sanada, lightning
Prince of Tennis, Yukimura/Sanada, sullen uke

Princess Bride, Westley/Inigo, dread pirates
Princess Bride, Westley/Inigo, masked
Princess Bride, Westley/Inigo, swordplay

Princess Tutu: Aruhi/Fakir; Feathers are kinky.

Psych, Lassiter/Shawn, stains

Psychonauts, Milla/Sascha, lifestyles of jet-setting superagent spies

Pushing Daisiers, Olive/Chuck: Keep your enemies close.
Pushing Daisies, Ned/Chuck: He can't touch here but he can bake her a pie.
Pushing Daisies, New/Chuck/Emerson: Give her a hug for me/give him a kiss for me.

Queer as Folk, Brian/Justin, "I woke up this morning, I could barely breathe. Just an empty impression, in the bed where you used to be"
Queer as Folk, Brian/Justin, "it's too cold for this"
Queer as Folk, Brian/Justin, gentle like the first time
Queer as Folk, Brian/Justin, orgasm and tears

Quest For Glory V, Elsa Von Spielburg/Minos, power struggle

Questionable Content, Hannelore/anyone, only when she's drunk enough
Questionable Content, Tai/Hannelore, hobbies

Ranma 1/2, Xian Phu/Ryouga, Marriage rights transfer

Red vs Blue, Church/Tucker, always hated you the most
Red vs Blue, Grif/Simmons, spare parts

Resident Evil: Extinction: Alice/Claire, desert heat, This wasn't a promise.

Revolutionary Girl Utena, Akio/Everyone, getting around
Revolutionary Girl Utena, Akio/Kozue, sacrifice
Revolutionary Girl Utena, Akio/Touda, over-ripe
Revolutionary Girl Utena, Akio/Touga/Miki, corruption
Revolutionary Girl Utena, Anthy/Utena, when the snow comes
Revolutionary Girl Utena, Juri/Kozue/Shiori, Putting the fun in dysfunctional.
Revolutionary Girl Utena, Juri/Nanami, popular
Revolutionary Girl Utena, Juri/Shiori: “Can someone tell me now who is this terrorist? Those girls that smile kindly then rip your life to pieces.” The Power of Orange Knickers, Tori Amos.
Revolutionary Girl Utena, Touga/ Nanami: “You taught me everything about the poison apple”. Drain You, Nirvana.
Revolutionary Girl Utena, Touga/Utena, what cannot be
Revolutionary Girl Utena, Utena/Anthy, s/m, "I like to feel the roses in my skin"
Revolutionary Girl Utena, Utena/Dios, I am the Prince now
Revolutionary Girl Utena, Wakaba/Miki, first flight
Revolutionary Girl Utena: Akio/Touga, to pass the time
Revolutionary Girl Utena: Anthy solo, smile
Revolutionary Girl Utena: Anthy/Utena, playing dress-up
Revolutionary Girl Utena: Anthy/Utena, watching quietly from the shadows
Revolutionary Girl Utena: Kozue/Shiori, knifeplay, Blood on the dashboard.
Revolutionary Girl Utena: Touga/Saionji, rose bride

Rome, Caesar/Brutus, seductive
Rome, Marc Antony/Octavian, battle lines
Rome, Marc Antony/Vorenus, spirit
Rome, Vorenus/Niobe, grief

Ronin Warriors (Yoriden Samurai Troopers), Dais(Rajura)/Anubis(Sh'ten), I had no illusions / That I'd ever find a glimpse of summer's heatwaves in your eyes / You did what you did to me / Now it's history I see
Ronin Warriors (Yoroiden Samurai Troopers), Sage/Rowen, aftermath
Ronin Warriors (Yoroiden Samurai Troopers), Sage/Rowen, not yet out of armor

RPF (actor) Jared Padalecki/Jensen Ackles, domestic
RPF (actor) Kristen Schaal/Daily Show Correspondents, new girl
RPF (actor) Viggo Mortensen/Sean Bean, amused
RPF (actor) Viggo Mortensen/Sean Bean, knowledge in the biblical sense
RPF (actor), Adrian Pasdar/Kristen Bell, spanking
RPF (actor), Amy Sedaris/Samantha Bee, office party
RPF (actor), Amy Sedaris/Stephen Colbert, sex is the best fun you can have without laughing (but that doesn't mean you can't laugh if you want to)
RPF (actor), Bill Fichtner/Christian Bale, I don't need to prove myself
RPF (actor), Bill Fichtner/Christian Bale/Sean Bean, because he's mine
RPF (actor), Bill Fichtner/Jason Isaacs, college roommates
RPF (actor), Bill Fichtner/Sean Bean, what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas
RPF (actor), Brandon Routh/Christian Bale, struggle to roll over
RPF (actor), Brandon Routh/Christian Bale, suspense
RPF (actor), Brandon Routh/Kate Bosworth, because you can
RPF (actor), Brandon Routh/Kate Bosworth, suck THAT
RPF (actor), Christian Bale/Hugh Jackman, bound and gagged
RPF (actor), Christian Bale/Hugh Jackman, fire and ice
RPF (actor), Christian Bale/Hugh Jackman, spice of life
RPF (actor), Christian Bale/Hugh Jackman, street
RPF (actor), Daniel Craig/Eva Green, tuxedos and british accents
RPF (actor), David Boreanaz/Emily Deschanel, slinky
RPF (actor), Dominic Monaghan/Elijah Wood, "I could be who you wanted in the dark"
RPF (actor), Dominic Monaghan/Elijah Wood, "I dreamed you had left my side/No warmth, not even pride remained/And even though you needed me/It was clear that I could not do a thing for you"
RPF (actor), Dominic Monaghan/Orlando Bloom, "Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way"
RPF (actor), Dominic Monaghan/Orlando Bloom, "My words won't come out right/I feel like I'm drowning"
RPF (actor), Emile Hirsch/Justin Timberlake, basketball
RPF (actor), Harrison Ford/Shia LeBeouf, idol
RPF (actor), Jason Isaacs/Liam Neeson, boots
RPF (actor), Jason Isaacs/Liam Neeson, on a leash
RPF (actor), Jason Isaacs/Sean Bean, auction block
RPF (actor), Jason Isaacs/Sean Bean, geek vs. macho
RPF (actor), Jason Isaacs/Sean Bean, punch to the gut
RPF (Actor), Jeffrey Dean Morgan/Jared Padalecki, comfort, kissing
RPF (actor), Jeffrey Dean Morgan/Jensen Ackles, comfortable
RPF (Actor), Jeffrey Dean Morgan/jensen Ackles, pick up the pieces, tender, caresses
RPF (actor), Jeffrey Dean Morgan/Jensen Ackles, teacher
RPF (actor), Jensen Ackles/Jared Padalecki, kind of not kidding, actually
RPF (actor), Joe Flanigan/David Hewlett, "Hey you, out there on your own/Sitting naked by the phone/Would you touch me?"
RPF (actor), Joe Flanigan/David Hewlett, ignorance is bliss
RPF (actor), Joe Flanigan/Jason Momoa, "Unheeded warnings, I thought I thought of everything"
RPF (actor), Joe Flanigan/Jason Momoa, bad for your health
RPF (actor), Joe Flanigan/Jason Momoa, cohabitation
RPF (actor), Jon Stewart/Steven Colbert, the word of the day is "sex scandal"
RPF (actor), Josh Duhamel/anybody, baby sub, "You want me to do WHAT?!"
RPF (actor), Jude Law/Ewan McGregor, "Do you want my blood, do you want my tears/What do you want?"
RPF (actor), Jude Law/Ewan McGregor, "The night time is a lifeline/Another useless fumble/Another drunken stumble"
RPF (actor), Jude Law/Ewan McGregor, "You re-arrange me 'til I'm sane"
RPF (actor), Jude Law/Ewan McGregor, Judy, "I put on some make-up/and turn up the tape deck/and pull the wig down on my head"
RPF (actor), Keith Carradine/Timothy Olyphant, too little
RPF (actor), Kick Gurry/Emile Hirsch, leather
RPF (actor), Kristen Bell/anybody, for sale
RPF (actor), Kristen Shaal/Demetri Martin, underoos
RPF (actor), Liam Neeson/Pierce Brosnan, I give up
RPF (actor), Matthew Fox/Emile Hirsch, tonight
RPF (actor), Michael C. Hall/Jennifer Carpenter, inappropriate
RPF (actor), Michael C. Hall/Jennifer Carpenter/Keith Carradine, dirty
RPF (actor), Samantha Bee/Jason Jones/John Oliver, keeping up with the Joneses
RPF (actor), Sean Bean/Colin Firth, rough sex
RPF (actor), Sean Bean/Colin Firth, you set me free
RPF (actor), Sean/Viggo, understatement
RPF (actor), Stephen Fry/Alan Davies, STFU!
RPF (actor), Wayne Pygram/Ben Browder, getting in the mood
RPF (actor), jared Padalecki/Jensen Ackles, hidden romance
RPF (actor), Jared Padalecki/Jensen Ackles, working hard, loving harder

RPF (music), Alex Suarez/Ryland Blackinton, hands, fight
RPF (music), Andy "the Butcher" Mrotek/Adam Siska, shorts, heads up, bunk times
RPF (music), Lyn-Z Ballato/Maja Ivarsson, bendy
RPF (music), Nate Novarro/Victora Asher, sweaty, Gonna use my arms/Gonna use my legs/Gonna use my style/Gonna use my sidestep/Gonna use my fingers/Gonna use my, my, my imagination
RPF (music), Spencer Smith/Jon Walker, diamond, clear blue skies
RPF (music), Tom Conrad/Jon Walker, Carlsberg, oranges, Canon EOS, something new
RPF (music), Tom Conrad/Mike Carden, momentary, cigarettes and chocolate milk
RPF (music), Tom Conrad/Sean Van Vleet, late, comfort, freedom

RPF (other) John Edwards/Stephen Colbert, The Word
RPF (other), Anderson Cooper/Keith Olbermann/Stephen Colbert/Jon Stewart, experimentation, Love defines it's boundaries/Limitless shapes, countless forms/I have vowed that when it comes to me I'll take it/Every manifestation, I'm gonna celebrate it
RPF (other), Brian Williams/Jon Stewart, Giant Head of Brian Williams
RPF (other), Brian Williams/Jon Stewart, snarky newsman love
RPF (other), John Edwards/Barack Obama, You promised me a jetski
RPF (other), Jon Stewart/Denis Leary, "If I believed everything you said when you were drunk, I'd be Mrs. Denis Leary right now."
RPF (other), Kristen Schaal/Jon Stewart/Tracey McShane, I'd fight a guy for you/I'd fight a girl for you/I'd fight myself, you know I would/If I thought it'd do any good
RPF (other), Michelle Obama/Hillary Clinton, subliminal messages
RPF (other), Rachel Maddow/Dan Abrams/Keith Olbermann, gin
RPF (other), Rachel Maddow/Dan Abrams/Keith Olbermann, girl drink drunk
RPF (other), Rachel Maddow/Stephen Colbert, "And this happened ... how?"

RPF (sports), AJ Styles/Christopher Daniels, miss you
RPF (sports), AJ Styles/Jay Reso, can’t stay away
RPF (sports), AJ Styles/Jay Reso, hurt/comfort
RPF (sports), Chris Sabin/Alex Shelley, better together
RPF (sports), Roger Federer/Rafael Nadal, first time
RPF (sports), Roger Federer/Rafael Nadal, kissing
RPF (sports), Tom Brady/Peyton Manning, manly men doing manly things

Runaways, Chase/Victor, deal
Runaways, Chase/Victor, reprogram
Runaways, Chase/Xavin, shift

Rurouni Kenshin (OAV), Kenshin/Tomoe, sensory deprivation, "in this silence I believe"
Rurouni Kenshin (TV), Sanosuke/Katsu, bombshell
Rurouni Kenshin (TV), Sanosuke/Megumi, atonement
Rurouni Kenshin, Aoshi/Misao, temple sex
Rurouni Kenshin, Aoshi/Misao, the train home
Rurouni Kenshin: Saito/Sano; Learn to defend.

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RPF (actor), Sean/Viggo, understatement; "Master of Understatment," part 1 of 2

ribby
2008-06-18 08:56 pm UTC (link)

Master of Understatement

Viggo set down his fork and sighed contentedly. "Mmm. Thanks, Sean, that was nice."

Sean's eyebrows raised. "*Nice*? That's all? Surely that was an understatement, Viggo, and what you meant to say was, 'Sean, that was an absolutely terrific meal, thanks for making it and not leaving a mess for me to clean up."

Viggo grinned. "Like I said, nice."

Green eyes narrowed dangerously. "Careful, Vig. I might start thinking you don't appreciate me, you keep this up. And you don't want that, trust me."

Viggo just smiled a mysterious smile and went to do the dishes, leaving Sean to sprawl on the couch and consider his man's smile--and what it might mean. He was ready for anything--except a simple night together.

Which is what things appeared to be, as Viggo finished with the dishes, settled into his favorite armchair and picked up a book.

Sean sighed. He'd been hoping for a nice bout of make-up sex... "Want something done right, gotta do it yourself," he murmured.

"Hmm?" Viggo's eyes were slightly unfocused, the look he got when deep in thought.

Sean grinned. "Nothing, Vig... go back to your book." Slowly, he ran his hand down his chest, stopping to flick a nipple gently with his thumb, running over ribs and abs, enjoying the sensation. Opening his eyes, he slanted a look at Viggo... who had put his book down and was watching with undisguised interest.

"Can't wait, Sean?"

"Well, since you're busy with your book, and don't *appreciate* what you have in front of you, I figured I'd take matters into my own hands."

(cont'd in part 2)

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Re: RPF (actor), Sean/Viggo, understatement; "Master of Understatment," part 2 of 2

ribby
2008-06-18 08:58 pm UTC (link)

Master of Understatement (part 2)

Viggo set down the book (properly, Sean noted, closing it over a bookmark, not just leaving it spine-up on the table), and stalked over to the couch.

"Oh, I appreciate you, Sean, never worry. I appreciate your mouth, for what it says and how," and Viggo claimed said mouth in a deep thorough kiss. "I appreciate your body, for how it moves, how it responds, how beautiful it is." Slowly removing Sean's shirt, Viggo kissed and nipped his way down Sean's chest, stopping at both the obvious--collarbones, nipples, navel--and the unusual--inside of one arm, a spot just over Sean's ribs, a patch of skin along his side--that made Sean stretch himself into the worship.

"I appreciate your long, strong legs." Viggo slowly slid Sean's shorts off his legs, retracing his path with his hands to end with his thumbs rubbing the sensitive skin of Sean's inner thighs. "How they move, how they look in tight pants, how they feel wrapped around me."

"I appreciate your beautiful cock and balls," and finally, *finally*, Viggo lowered his head and licked a long stripe from the base of Sean's balls to the tip of his cock, flicking his tongue against the head to catch every last drop of pre-come, flowing steadily now. "I appreciate," he said, the puffs of his words almost as stimulating as his mouth on Sean's oversensitive skin, "how you want me, how you need me, how much you show what I can do to you."

And then Viggo took Sean's cock in his mouth, silencing the flow of words--but even without words Sean heard the love and appreciation, as Viggo's tongue slid up and down, drawing arcane symbols and mystical patterns along Sean's erection, while his oiled fingers (and when did he do that, Sean had the presence of mind to wonder?) slipped lower to tease and rub and finally slide into Sean's ass, slowly and teasingly working him open, brushing over his sweet spot.

Far too soon, Viggo slipped his mouth and fingers loose. Sean groaned, but Viggo smiled conspiratorially. "Most of all," a pause as he shifted, "I love the way we fit together, how you hold me, contain me, keep me within you," and in one smooth movement he was all the way inside, stroking and thrusting with long, even movements, angling each time until he heard that tell-tale gasp that meant he had the right angle. Sean moaned Viggo's name, sure now of his attention, of his appreciation, of his love (not that he had ever been unsure, but it never hurt to check). Viggo thrust once, twice, three times and came, shaking with each pulse; the feeling of Viggo's surrender was the tinder and crux, and Sean joined him, pulsing hot against his and Viggo's stomachs.

Viggo slowly let himself down onto Sean, breathing heavily. "See, I do appreciate you--I just let actions speak louder than words sometimes."

Sean stretched and smiled contentedly. He had the perfect words, just for this moment.

"Thanks, Vig, that was... nice."

(End)

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	Re: RPF (actor), Sean/Viggo, understatement; "Master of Understatment," part 2 of 2 telesilla 2008-06-19 11:23 pm UTC (link)
	Mmmm...lovely and hot and funny. That last line just makes it! :) (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	Re: RPF (actor), Sean/Viggo, understatement; "Master of Understatment," part 2 of 2 ribby 2008-06-19 11:48 pm UTC (link)
	grin So glad you liked it, dear--thanks for all your work on this, too! ~Kris (Reply to this) (Parent)

Lost, Sawyer/Sayid, voices

katekintail
2008-06-18 10:25 pm UTC (link)

Sawyer stumbled out of the jungle, clutching the stitch in his side and out of breath from the run. He turned and gave a start to see Sayid not far away and looking concerned. “What is it?” He put a hand on Sawyer’s shoulder, finding it sopping wet.

“Voices,” Sawyer said, looking back warily at the trees. “Then it suddenly started raining and I saw… I don’t know what the hell that thing was.” Though it was sunny and cloudless overhead, he was drenched to the bone.

“Come with me.” With a strong arm around the man, Sayid went to Sawyer’s tent. Sawyer shivered and looked up at Sayid like a hurt, wet dog pleading for help. “Undress.” Sawyer eyed him. “You need to get out of these wet clothes.” Then, more firmly, “Undress.”

Sawyer crossed his arms over his chest, reached down to the hem of his shirt and pulled it up over his head. His teeth chattered, and it had nothing at all to do with being wet and cold. Sayid rifled through the nearest bag and pulled out a change of clothes. Then he started to get up, to give Sawyer privacy while changing. But Sawyer’s blue eyes grew wide with fear and grabbed hold of the Iraqi, pulling him close. “Don’t you fucking leave.” He glanced at the tent’s door flap, as if worried that whatever had been in the jungle would follow him here.

“It wasn’t a polar bear, I take it?” Sayid asked, unable to look away as Sawyer unbuttoned a button, unzipped a zipper, and slid his jeans down.

“Voices,” Sawyer repeated. “Whispering. Getting’ under my skin before it…” He leaned back and slipped both his jeans and his boxers off. “Not a polar beat.”

Sayid shook his head in agreement. But he couldn’t look away. And, more importantly, Sawyer didn’t seem to care that he couldn’t look away.

“Well well. Look at that.” Off came the socks, and then he was naked. Naked and gorgeous, and not even interested in dry clothes now. He smiled at Sayid. “Sayid… who could have guessed?” He reached forward boldly, intending to drop his hand into Sayid’s lap. However, the man jumped back, as far back as he could get in a tiny tent.

Sayid studied the man’s disappointed expression, blinked, and hoped his racing heart might slow back down. It never did. He found himself in control, leaping forward and pinning Sawyer down on the blankets.

“I don’t get fucked,” Sawyer insisted, trying to sound tough, but those puppy dog eyes gave him away.

“You do now,” Sayid said. “Or I can leave right now. Your choice.”

Sawyer seemed to actually consider for a second. Then he shivered. “Stay,” he said meekly. And Sayid wrapped his arms around Sawyer warmly, tightly. Sawyer buried his face in the man’s shoulder, breathing deeply the comfort that came with touch and companionship. But it was as reassuring as being a fly on a full spider’s web, assured of his place only so long as the Spider didn’t grow mean or hungry.

Sayid rubbed his dick against Sawyer’s bare thigh, frotting until he was hard and desperate. It wouldn’t be the first time Sawyer would see him wild and out of control, but he hoped this time would be more enjoyable than the last. Hurriedly, he undid his trousers and rammed himself into Sawyer.

Their grunts were quiet. They gripped each other hard as Sayid gave each powerful thrust, anticipating the end but not wanting it to end. It wasn’t until Sayid put a hand on Sawyer’s cock and Sawyer bent his leg to change the angle of penetration that the two knew they wouldn’t last much longer. Sawyer’s grunts turned into near-whimpers, rising in pitch until the last one stuck in his throat. As he watched Sawyer jerk and shoot onto his own chest, Sayid reached orgasm as well.

Sayid ignored the voices in his head as he pulled out and wiped off with Sawyer’s damp shirt. He knew this was stupid and beyond dangerous. They were too different. They both had pasts they weren’t proud of, pasts they couldn’t escape. They both had certain reputations on the island that must be maintained. But he also knew repeating this moment couldn’t happen soon enough for him.

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	Re: Lost, Sawyer/Sayid, voices sulwen 2008-06-18 10:42 pm UTC (link)
	Yay - it makes me SO happy when people answer my prompts! I love this. Very in-character and very hot. My favorite lines were these, which were so awesomely in-character I could actually hear their voices: “I don’t get fucked,” Sawyer insisted, trying to sound tough, but those puppy dog eyes gave him away. “You do now,” Sayid said. (Reply to this) (Parent)

Iron Man, Tony/Rhodey, over and over again (1/2)

helens78
2008-06-18 10:48 pm UTC (link)

Tony makes it into the undersuit this time, but he thinks maybe it's on backwards--there's no hole for the arc reactor. Fucking Reed Richards and his fucking unstable molecules--when there was a zipper on this thing he never got that wrong.

He comes into the garage just in time to watch the armor taking off on its own. Third time this week it's done that. He glares up after it.

"Hey, Jarvis--you're not having an affair with the armor, are you?"

"Of course not, sir."

"Right. Just checking."

Tony strips off the undersuit upstairs and turns on the news. Iron Man's saving a school bus on a train trestle. Imagine that.

#

Rhodey looks tired, for which there is absolutely no excuse. Tony was up until almost eight a.m., and you don't see him dragging. Of course, he didn't get out of bed until four, and Rhodey still goes to an office from "0700" until "oh-whatever time they let people leave when they have office jobs". But that doesn't matter; Tony's ready to party.

He picks Rhodey up in the limo--like Rhodey really wanted to walk from the base to the satellite parking lot--and he ignores the crap Rhodey gives him about restricted areas. Whatever. It's not like Happy got himself arrested, so what's the big deal?

"No strippers in the car today, huh?" Rhodey asks.

"What? No--did you want some?" That sounds promising; Tony grins. "Who do you want?"

"Huh? Nobody--hey, I'm fine. You want some quiet for a change, that's fine by me."

"Oh, who wants quiet?" Tony smashes the buttons for the mp3 player, and the back of the limo fills with hip-hop, the kind with rap, sampling, and a female singer who moans too much. Rhodey makes a face that he immediately tries to cover; Tony thinks of it as his "what is this crazy-ass white boy doing" face, and Tony's life is not complete unless he gets that face out of Rhodey at least once a week. "Now c'mon," he shouts. "Pick a place. Where do you want to be right now? Madrid? Vegas? Say the word."

Rhodey snaps the radio off. "The word is home, Tony. You familiar with that one?"

"Sure," Tony says. He slides the privacy panel down. "Happy? Let's go home."

"No, my home, you--Jesus. Forget about it," Rhodey says, leaning back and closing his eyes. "Fine. Your place."

"That's more like it."

#

The ideal way to continue this evening would be to fuck Rhodey in a couple dozen positions, but apparently Tony's more tired than he thought; his body just isn't cooperating. Fine, fine, there's always plan B, which is a hot, sloppy blowjob that ends with Tony spitting discreetly onto the floor. Or maybe not so discreetly, if Rhodey's expression is anything to go on, but at least he's not getting out of bed.

"How about me?" Tony asks, sprawling across the bed.

"How about dinner?" Rhodey counteroffers. It's not as good as a blowjob, but Tony figures he can always try again later. He has Jarvis order them sushi, and when the delivery boy gets there, Rhodey picks it up and signs for his tip.

Rhodey doesn't bat an eyelash at the seven different kinds of sake Tony ordered, but he doesn't share, either. "I'll have a beer or something later," he says. Maybe he does; Tony doesn't notice, but when he goes to put the sushi away, the beer count in the fridge is definitely lower than he remembered.

"You tired? I'm tired," Rhodey says. He nudges Tony with his shoulder. "I need a shower and some sleep."

"Shower here. Sleep here," Tony offers. "There's enough room for you."

"You gonna join me?"

"I'd never turn down shower sex."

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Iron Man, Tony/Rhodey, over and over again (2/2)

helens78
2008-06-18 10:49 pm UTC (link)

Rhodey rolls his eyes, but he and Tony end up in the shower together all the same. It feels pretty good, actually; Rhodey washes Tony's hair for him, his back, and when Tony spreads his legs and looks over his shoulder, Rhodey mutters something to himself--"give me strength," Tony thinks--and fucks him long and slow, soapy hands moving all over Tony's chest, stroking his cock and balls.

He still comes first, bastard, but he jerks Tony off afterward. Tony decides not to complain.

After the shower, Rhodey goes to bed. Tony manages to stay next to him for about ten minutes before he's up and headed for the workshop; he's had a ton of ideas all day long for ways to improve the armor, but apparently it takes dinner and a shower and a good fuck to settle him down long enough to do something about those ideas.

He uploads the newest version of the HUD software to the armor and goes upstairs to get into an undersuit; he thinks one of them's clean. Rhodey's still sleeping, but he sits up when Tony comes in.

"What's up?" he asks, yawning.

"Me. Just wanted to test something out. Go back to sleep."

"Uh-uh. C'mere."

Rhodey pulls Tony back to bed, and Tony lets him. Rhodey's sleepy enough to let Tony roll him over, and Tony's not above using a little sleep deprivation against his best friend. He goes easy--not so easy Rhodey's going to fall asleep on him, of course, but easy enough that Rhodey purrs like a cat all the way through. Afterwards, Tony's doing some yawning of his own, which makes him think he should catch a nap while Rhodey's still here. The new HUD can wait.

#

Tony wakes up alone. Rhodey must have let himself out; he's been doing that more and more often lately. That's all right. Tony's still got stuff to do. He grabs the undersuit out of the closet behind his closet and goes back downstairs.

This time the undersuit's on right, arc reactor showing right through the front. There's a vibration coming from the garage, though, and when he opens the door, there's the fucking armor, leaving without him.

He sighs and strips off the undersuit right where he's standing. The armor better be having a really fucking good time without him, he thinks; when it gets back, he'll sit it down and have a talk with it. For now, there's some leftover sake in the kitchen and leftover sushi in the fridge, and he's hungry all over again.

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Petshop of Horrors, Count D/Leon, earned 1/2

jennaria
2008-06-18 11:09 pm UTC (link)

Leon has this picture in his head of how it's gonna be when he finds D. It'll be after dark, somewhere in a big city. He'll shove open the pet shop doors. D will freeze in place. He'll yell at D, because he's got a lot of yelling stored up, and D will yell back at him.

He's not sure what will happen next. Maybe D will vanish again, and leave him standing in an empty store-front like they found in LA. Maybe D will feed him to the goat-tiger. The important part is that for once, even if it's only for half a second, he'll be in control and D won't, and he intends to enjoy it.

Of course it doesn't work like that. It's daylight, in a town somewhere in Brazil. Leon wouldn't even be here except that he'd heard about a group smuggling rare animals out of the country. He doesn't know what the fuck he thinks he can do about it -- sabotage their plane, maybe? -- but these days, he can't just think not my problem and walk away, the way he used to. So he hitches a ride in a puddle-jumper, and winds up in the middle of the jungle with a bag full of dirty laundry and not a fuck of a lot else. He pays the pilot, settles his bag on his shoulder, and goes looking for a washerwoman, a general store, or the smugglers, and not necessarily in that order.

He finds the general store first, and walks in. Cop instinct wakes up and screams at him, a little fucking late, as his eyes adjust to the dimness and he realizes the following:

1) He's found the smugglers.
2) Who are heavily armed, and jumpy.
3) Because D found them first.

D -- his D, mismatched eyes and brocade dress-thing and all -- stands at the back of the store, hands folded in front of him. There's another door behind him, standing open, and Leon can just barely see what looks like cages back there. If there are cages, they must be empty, because a black panther is lounging in the doorway, and a large parrot with a murderous-looking beak sits perched above D's head.

As the smugglers are turning to see what idiot just came in, the parrot says, "Hello, Detective."

A bunch of them grab for their guns, and Leon's pretty sure he sees D give the bird one of his Looks. He isn't sure, because there's a lot of guns pointing at him, which s a little distracting, and at least three different guys are babbling in Spanish too rapid for Leon to follow, something about lying and the cops.

"Of course not," D says, voice cutting through theirs like scissors through silk. He glides over to Leon. "He, too, is mine." And he kisses Leon, open-mouthed, before turning to face the smugglers again.

For a moment Leon wonders if D's kiss did something to him, transformed him, one of those freaky things like he used to half-see in the pet shop. He finds himself smiling at the guys who are pointing guns at him, and it feels like his teeth are a lot longer and sharper than usual. There's a little part of him that's muttering holy shit! but only a little part, and he isn't sure if it's the teeth, the kiss, or the guns.

There's a clatter as a kid in the back loses his grip on his gun. Another shoulders forward to face D, and says, slow enough Leon can understand, "Please -- lord, we did not --"

The panther, or jaguar, whatever the hell it is, snarls, and D says gently, "Then run. Run, and perhaps Lipoca will let you go."

They run for it. There's another guy who's protesting, We've got guns!, but then the jaguar surges up from the floor and swipes him with its claws, and a minute later there's no one left in the store except for D, Leon, the parrot, and the jaguar. The jaguar looks over its shoulder and grins at D, then vanishes out the door in pursuit of the smugglers.

The parrot flutters down to the counter, and clicks its beak at D. "Thank you," it says, and bobs its head. D inclines his in return, and the parrot hops off and walks out the back door. Leon's brain catches up him at this point, because if that's a wild parrot, how is it -- but he stops that train of thought before it's gone any farther. D's here. Even the kiss didn't mean anything, it's just part of the whole weirdness of D, that's all.

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Petshop of Horrors, Count D/Leon, earned 2/3

jennaria
2008-06-18 11:10 pm UTC (link)

Then D turns and looks at him, with that faint smile as if he were about to offer Leon tea, and says, "You must be tired, Detective. Please, come with me."

So Leon follows him.

He isn't exactly surprised when they head out into the jungle. D could probably live inside the trees if he wanted. But instead, there's an actual house, or as close to a house as you got around here. D leads him into that, then takes away his bag of dirty clothes and hands it to a golden-furred monkey (who immediately opens it and makes indignant noises before vanishing, with the bag).

Then D starts to strip him.

Leon doesn't protest. He tries to help once or twice, but D pins him with a look, so he stops. He isn't sure what D's trying to prove, here. That he's dirty? That he needs a shower? Maybe it's some kind of proof of trust, although since D probably saved Leon's life five minutes ago, that's kind of stupid.

Or maybe it's some other kind of trust he's proving, because D's hands linger on Leon's skin sometimes, even if he is all sweat and grime from travel. Leon doesn't even bother pretending to object. He's had too much time to think about shit like this since he left. He likes girls, but he likes D too, and so what if it's yet another rule D breaks? Not like that's anything new.

Another monkey hops up on a stool next to D, and hands him a cloth. D thanks him, then hands the cloth to Leon and gestures to a bowl of water Leon's pretty sure wasn't there before. "Prepare yourself."

Leon swallows hard, and nods. Feels like he's volunteering to be the sacrifice for some pagan ritual. But he bites his tongue and sponges himself off anyway, because he's an idiot, but he's sick of feeling dirty, so he might as well be a clean idiot.

Then D takes the cloth away, and hands him a vial of oil. Leon stares at it and for a second his head spins. This -- Jesus fucking Christ, D's asking --

"Detective?"

"Yeah," Leon manages, and pulls the cork out of the vial.

It's awkward, sticking his fingers there, but not as uncomfortable as he thought it would be. Especially when he looks up again, and D's as naked as he is, just finishing smoothing another cloth over his own skin. He looks up and meets Leon's eyes, and it's real. D wants to fuck him. D's brought him back here, and told him to lube himself, and D's going to fuck him.

D sits down on a couch-thing, and extends one hand in silent command. Request. Whatever it is: Leon knows what it means. He's pretty sure he should be panicking now. But instead, he walks over, and straddles D's legs. He leans down to kiss D, and D lets him, kisses him back. It helps remind him why this isn't just him getting in way over his head.

Leon sits up, and feels behind him for D's cock. Takes a deep breath. Lets it out as he pushes down, and D's pushing up, and holy shit D's inside him, and it feels -- it feels -- feels painful, and vulnerable, and awkward, and he can't remember ever being this turned on in his life.

D touches him. Not his cock, though after a while Leon's ready to beg for it, but his chest and his arms and his face and his thighs, faint and teasing. Finally D speeds up, and pulls Leon down into one more kiss, and whether it's the kiss or the angle or just D, Leon comes, hard, and hears D whisper his name as he shudders and goes still too.

After a while, D pulls him off. Leon's glad, because he isn't sure he can move. D gets up off the couch, though, and tugs on Leon's wrist, so Leon follows him into another room. More monkeys meet them, including the golden one from earlier, which scolds at them -- Leon can almost hear the words in the monkey-talk -- and throws another cleaning cloth at Leon. Leon tries to catch it, but D takes it from him, and cleans him, soft and gentle.

Leon opens his mouth to protest, or at least to say something. Ask if they're going to do it again, maybe. But D stops him with a finger on his mouth. "Sleep, Detective."

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Petshop of Horrors, Count D/Leon, earned 3/3

jennaria
2008-06-18 11:11 pm UTC (link)

I'm not a detective, Leon wants to say. But he falls asleep before he manages more than "'M not--"

He doesn't dream, for the first time in months. And when he wakes up, he's alone. No monkeys. No D.

But his bag is on the bed next to him, and the clothes in it smell clean. On top of the bag is a slip of paper that smells faintly of incense, with one word on it: Tokyo.

Leon stretches. Yeah, it wasn't a dream: his ass hurts too much. He grins at the ceiling anyway and gets up. Gotta get dressed. Then back to the town, find his friend with the puddle-jumper. He's got a plane to Japan to catch.

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Naruto, Itachi/Sasuke, dreams

chichirinoda
2008-06-19 01:40 am UTC (link)

On most nights, when Sasuke went to sleep in the dark, frigid chamber assigned to him in the labyrinthine Sound compound, Sasuke dreamed.

He'd always had a tendency to suffer from recurring dreams. And had also always been afflicted by nightmares. He'd long since given up on trying to avoid it, coming eventually to simply consider it part of being Sasuke. In fact, considering the kind of life he'd chosen to lead, it seemed almost fitting.

When he was very small, it had been missed targets and disapproving stares, and his big brother's disappearing back, too far ahead to catch up.

Then it had been blood, and the corpses of his family. For years he had awakened every morning with his lip hurting from biting it to keep quiet, and his hands trembling, and sheets soaked with sweat. He had spent years alternately running from that dream and chasing it, unable to face his memories, but trying to draw strength from the fear and hatred that they engendered.

After that, it was sterile metal surfaces, and needles, and the glint of light on glasses. It was darkness and the things that moved within it. It was the slow, cool, slip-slide of snakes over your skin, and the wetness of a tongue too long to be natural.

And even though he'd willingly embraced them in a way, those dreams were, hands down, the worst.

Bad enough that another dream that he'd always run from the hardest, somehow became a refuge for him instead.

He wasn't sure exactly when this dream had started, but he suspected it dated back to that horrible day when he'd seen Itachi again; when Itachi had come for Naruto, and had ultimately fled Jiraiya's power - but not before beating Sasuke to a bloody pulp and forcing him to relive the worst night of his life a thousand more times, and more vividly than his dreams could ever have managed.

It always started similarly, though not exactly the same.

Sunlight filtering through shifting leaves, or between the blinds, the softness of a down comforter, and the smell of breakfast wafting through the house. Sasuke rose from the bed, moved to the kitchen, greeted his brother warmly and received a ruffle to his hair in return.

His father and mother were never there, not even in the beginning. Even in his dreams, they were dead, he supposed.

In the early days Sasuke would go to school, or on a mission, would come home to find Itachi there, or get home before his brother and have dinner ready by the time Itachi returned. Sometimes Itachi was wearing ANBU clothes, and sometimes the red clouds of Akatsuki. That never mattered, in the dream.

Later Sasuke was always on missions, and Itachi was always there when he returned. They would share dinner and talk about their day. Sometimes Sasuke talked about Orochimaru's latest training exercises. Usually, he didn't really want to talk about that, and Itachi accepted his silence with understanding.

After dinner, Sasuke would do the washing, and Itachi would come up behind him and there would be the warmth of arms around him, of sun-warmed black hair spilling over his shoulder and down his front. Sometimes Sasuke would complain that he was distracting.

Usually, he didn't mind, and it was just an excuse to turn and slide soapy hands under Itachi's shirt.

They'd kiss, and Itachi tasted of curried beef and potstickers, of passion and love. They'd kiss and Itachi's hands would run over him, push away the phantoms of other hands.

Sometimes they made it to the bedroom. Usually not.

Sasuke always woke up when he came, his sheets sticky and his cheeks wet. He'd turn his face into the pillow and rage silently, but nothing could drive that particular dream away. Nothing could unseat it from his subconscious and make it go some other way.

It was the worst nightmare of all, because of how deeply he craved it.

~ ~ ~

Itachi opened his eyes with a soft sigh, the dream fading from vivid reality into memory as it always did with the morning light.

I'm sorry, Sasuke.

He hadn't been able to resist. Each time they dreamed that dream together, for a few short moments, Itachi was at peace.

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RPF (other) John Edwards/Stephen Colbert, The Word

fenellaevangela
2008-06-19 02:45 am UTC (link)

You see, no one else ever did The Word. This was due to one very important fact: Stephen Colbert was the star.

This isn't to say he was conceited, because even though he flourished in the spotlight, Stephen was no fool; he knew how important the writers (and the rest of his staff) were to making The Colbert Report a success. But it wouldn't be the same show unless it focussed entirely on him.

When looking at the set, this was obvious. Stephen's desk was a giant C; his name ran along the bottom of his desk in lights and hung above his head so it was silhouetted on the wall behind him; there was a portrait on set with three of him in it. If anyone else was to try and fill Stephen's role, they would find it an uncomfortable fit. The show was Stephen.

When Stephen's people contacted John Edwards' people about appearing on the show while they were in Philadelphia, no one was sure what to expect. Actually, everyone at The Colbert Report knew exactly what to expect because they did the same thing every time they tried to book a particular guest; why would John Edwards be any different?

That was when Mr. Edwards himself called Stephen personally, highly unorthodox, and said he would love to appear on the show, had a few ideas, and would Mr. Colbert mind if he stopped by to discuss them that afternoon?

It near boggled the mind (why exactly was Edwards in New York?), but Colbert happily agreed.

Edwards appeared at the studio in record time - or so one would assume, for he arrived within half an hour and Stephen was never really clear where the Senator had called from - and he met Stephen with bright smile and a firm handshake.

"Why don't we take this into your office?" Edwards suggested, and there might have been a smirk, or perhaps a twinkle in his eye. Or maybe there was nothing of the sort, and Stephen just imagined there had been, later.

Whether there had been a smirk or not, Stephen failed to notice it at the time. And even if he had, no mere smirk would have ever prepared him for the events of the afternoon.

In Stephen's office, Edwards gracefully refused to sit, but instead smiled down at Stephen as the comedian lounged behind his desk.

"I've been watching your show."

Stephen's eyebrows, quite expressive as they tend to be, shot up only slightly. "Really? No offense, Senator, but you aren't really in my demographic."

If possible, the other man's smile grew brighter. "Ah! But politicians want to sway your demographic more than you do. And on that note ... your segment, The Word."

An eyebrow quirked. "What about it?"

"Well ...” Edwards leaned forward on Stephen's desk. "I'd like to do it. When I'm on the show. I want to use it."

They stood still for a moment as the implication percolated in Stephen's mind. No one else ever did The Word. How could they? Stephen was the star.

"My character would never allow that," said Stephen, and it was mostly what he meant. He also meant My character could never endure that and I'm not sure I could endure that and Use? How could I let someone 'use' it?

"I think I've noticed something about your character, actually." And Stephen had failed to notice (either the second time in that afternoon - suggesting an alarming pattern - or for the first, which would not be so bad) when Edwards reached forward, had not noticed until Edwards held Stephen's wrist in a surprisingly strong grip. The man's smile remained as bright as ever, but his eyes had gained an unreadable quality; Stephen was quite understandably confused.

"What about him?"

If a personal phone call from a former presidential candidate was considered unorthodox, as it certainly was, than being kissed by one was bordering on paranormal. Or perhaps extraordinary, Stephen thought, as he started planning out just what he thought the Senator should say.

I fail at porn.

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Odin Sphere, Onyx/Gwendolyn, skin smooth and hot as baked clay - 1/2

tungwene
2008-06-19 03:03 am UTC (link)

A gloved hand impedes Gwendolyn’s progress as unquestionably as a brick wall. She fixed the owner of the hand with her most piercing glare.

“Lord Onyx, I believe you heard me clearly the first time. I must decline your invitation to enjoy the pleasures of your court. I am here for my husband, not you.”

Onyx’s grin fell into a semblance of a coquettish pout. “But Gwendolyn, it is you that controls me. Your arresting beauty forces my body to act on its own. My heart refuses to let me watch you turn your back and walk away from me.”

“Then close your eyes and count to ten before you open them. I promise you by then I will be safely out of your sight.”

The Inferno King’s face briefly contorted into a frown before he regained his composure. The look he gives Gwendolyn this time does appear to contain a little genuine hurt.

“Gwendolyn, you wound me. You toss aside my feelings as if they were Napple cores. Since no amount of pleading will move your stony heart what say we strike a deal. It would be inconsiderate of me to deny my beloved of what she desires. I will allow you free access to my fiery domain for the price of one kiss given willingly from your lips. One kiss and then you are free to do as you choose.”

Gwendolyn massaged the bridge of her nose with her free hand. The interminable heat of the Inferno King’s throne room compounded with the prattling of the man himself was starting to give her a headache. The quicker she was out of here the better and if that meant giving into this man’s selfish demand so be it.

“I accept.” However she quickly leveled her Psypher at Onyx’s throat when he tries to step forward and sweep her into his embrace, much to his majesty’s surprise to Gwendolyn’s satisfaction. “One kiss was all you specified and one kiss is all it shall be. Place your hands behind your back. I’ll have no tricks from you.”

Onyx did as he was ordered. Gwendolyn relaxed her stance and weighed her next option. Upon further reflection she realizes she should've demanded he bend down so she can reach his lips. Judging from the amused twinkle in the Inferno King's eyes he has realized this as well and Gwendolyn refuses to give him any more satisfaction than she can help.

She places both hands on his bare chest to brace herself and pushes away with a gasp of surprise. Onyx’s flesh, if it can be called that, burns hotter than the stones of his palace which are merely bathed in heat of flames and do not burn with their own internal fire. Just that brief contact causes Gwendolyn to break into sweat.

“In need of assistance?” Onyx’s coy insufferable expression earns him another glare.

“Yes,” Gwendolyn sighs. “Some assistance would be appreciated.”

Gwendolyn only has a moments warning before Onyx places one hand on the small of her back, his thick gloves shielding the worst of the heat from her bare skin and scoops her up by the legs with the other to his waiting lips. If Onyx’s skin can be described as freshly fired clay then his mouth is like the inside of a kiln. His breath robs Gwendolyn’s mouth of all moisture and chaps her lips. The heat is overwhelming that Gwendolyn’s vision is losing focus. Her head feels like lead and her neck, too weak to support it, allows it to droop.

She sighs as Onyx traces a line up her inner thigh with one gloved finger leaving a warm pleasant buzzing sensation in its wake. The hand adventures further rifling through skirts and tickling the undersides of her wings, eliciting the feathers’ uncontrolled twitches of delight. Higher it travels until it reaches a different set of lips, which bold fingers stroke open causing Gwendolyn to lurch forward. One flailing elbow lands against Onyx’s bare skin, shocking her out of her reverie.

“One kiss,” she croaks in pain, barely finding her voice, “and then you said you’d let me go.”

“One kiss, I demanded, and then you are free to do as you please,” Onyx had a dark and dangerous look in his eyes, “Is this not to your pleasing, my love? Do you truly wish yourself elsewhere but in my arms? Can you answer me, sweet Gwendolyn?”

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Odin Sphere, Onyx/Gwendolyn, skin smooth and hot as baked clay - 2/2

tungwene
2008-06-19 03:04 am UTC (link)

“Oswald,” is all Gwendolyn can choke out. She can’t tell if she is speaking his name or crying out to him for help but it’s enough to make Onyx pause and let Gwendolyn collect her wits. “Release me and let me go to him.”

Onyx sets Gwendolyn on her feet and watches, never letting his eyes leave her, as she stumbles around on still shaky footing to collect her Psypher and splash a drop of healing tonic on her burns. As her tottering legs take her towards the entrance of the throne room Onyx calls out to her departing figure, “If by chance your husband is naught but ash and bone when you find him you are always welcome to drown in the grief of fresh widowhood in my accepting arms.”

The expression on her face as turns to look at him isn’t as fierce as he anticipated and, maybe it’s just his imagination, filled with regret and longing.

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Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon, Mercury(Ami)/Nephrite, delicate handling

yayforjae
2008-06-19 03:45 am UTC (link)

The skin above her boots was all softness and silk, and the muscles of her thighs taunt and firm. Mercury breathed a chuckle when he paused as his hands were buried in the lace of her skirt.

She huffed an irritated breath and dug her fingers into his hair, forcing him to look at her. Mercury towered above him, her mouth open, white teeth shining in the dark. "Too slow," she said, twisting her lips into a smirk. "You should know by now that I hate waiting."

Nephrite glared at her, but didn't. Breathing hurt - like she'd dug her fist into his chest - and his fingers shook and his damn legs quivered and sweat dripped down his back. The leather armor that had so long been a second skin was now constricting, and when he swallowed, a lump was caught tight in his choking throat.

She made a noise int he back of her throat and tugged on his hair again, dragging him forward. He shoved up the layers of her skirt as she brought his closer until his mouth met the damp cloth stretched across her pelvis.

"Fingers," she commanded, her voice hoarse.

The skirt hid her face, but he imagined her squeezing her eyes shut, her red mouth panting. They still quivered, but his fingers complied, sliding under the velvet material that was now slick with her wetness. She spread her legs as she leaned back, and after a moment of swallowing mouthfuls of burning air to steady himself, he pressed against her clit and with the other hand, dared to dip in.

"More - more - yes, there - "

She yanked hard, her nails like small swords into his scalp. The pain cut through the haze and he shook his head to dislodge her grip. "Don't-"

"Don't talk," her voice sliced through his complaint. "Harder. And faster."

She was so hot and yielding - her wetness and her suppleness was overwhelming and his muscles were aching - but when she yanked again, irritation made him stop his motions. Those sharp nails pierced his skin again. Wretch! "If you-"

"If you!" She hissed the words at first, but then Mercury's voice softened, "After, I'll kneel for you - I'll take care of my pet-"

What could he do but obey?

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Kingdom Hearts, Sephiroth/Riku/Cloud, wing kink

aikonamika
2008-06-19 04:01 am UTC (link)

He never imagined he’d find himself here, pinned between the two of them. Even now they’re fighting, though it’s a gentler sort of combat than their usual, fingers scoring down pale skin, teeth marking whatever is in reach, and those wings – oh, those wings – bumping and shifting and twining with each other.

Riku isn’t even all that sure whether Sephiroth and Cloud entirely know that he’s there, but he’s happy to remind them of it. He’s the one that pins Cloud to the ground, one hand sliding hot and slick between those pale thighs as his lips taste the Darkness-made-flesh of his wing. It’s his body that Sephiroth arches over, heavy and looming, all three wings spread wide.

And as Riku slides deep into the Light half of the single soul, Darkness is slipping inside of him as well, and he throws his head back with a cry of desire. This – this is what he wants. Not just one or the other, but both in balance, twisting and twining around him, feathers and leather finding a sudden point where they can work together instead of against each other, and it’s because of him.

Somehow he thinks he can feel wings of his own to complement theirs – maybe he’d have two, instead of three or one, and he’d be something that can hold the both of them as they slide against each other, lust and passion consuming them, and wrapping them all about in wings of pleasure.

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	Re: Kingdom Hearts, Sephiroth/Riku/Cloud, wing kink pegunicent 2008-06-19 08:36 am UTC (link)
	Hot. Just... hot. (Reply to this) (Parent)

	Re: Kingdom Hearts, Sephiroth/Riku/Cloud, wing kink ladynero 2008-06-20 05:19 am UTC (link)
	blinks purrs melts (Reply to this) (Parent)

Metalocalypse, Nathan/Rebecca Nightrod, not like regular hate

apple_mummy
2008-06-19 05:46 am UTC (link)

“Well, what the hell are you waiting for?” Rebecca says, taking off her shirt. She is wearing a bra, something that Nathan doesn’t really see all that often (groupies tend not to wear them, and if girls on the Internet don’t take them off within ninety seconds, Nathan fast-forwards). It’s a white bra, and edged with lace. Nathan frowns.

“Uh,” he says, very articulate.

Rebecca squints at him. “Are you fucking stupid? You have to take your pants off,” she says, unbuttoning her own pants. “Jesus, you’re a moron.”

Nathan just stands there, brow furrowed. He doesn’t really know what to do. Girls usually throw themselves at him when he’s backstage, and he doesn’t really know what their names are, or how fucking bitchy they are, or that their parents’ names are Bob and Cindy and god fuck, why does he know that? It’s all very confusing, and he isn’t even hard, he doesn’t really understand what’s going on.

Rebecca is in her underwear, her hands on her hips, squinting at him from across the room. “Hey idiot, do you want sex or not?”

“Uh, yeah,” says Nathan, blinking. “Wait ... is this a trick question?”

Rebecca rolls her eyes and reaches behind herself to unhook her bra clasp. “Then. Take. Your. Clothes. Off,” she says, screeching on the last word, flinging her bra to the side angrily. Nathan’s eyes go directly to her breasts, which are moving with the effort of her action.

Oh, tits. He knows what to do with those. Nathan quickly takes his shirt off, then struggles with getting his pants off, Rebecca looking on with disdain until he realises he needs to take his boots off as well.

“God, you’re so fucking fat,” Rebecca huffs, squinting at his gut. Nathan looks down as well.

“I’m not -- I’m not fat, it’s --”

“Don’t argue,” she says, wiggling out of her panties and then sitting down on her bed, which has a pink duvet. The walls are pink too, a rosy colour that Nathan finds altogether unsettling.

“Uh, okay,” he says, taking his underwear off, and starts to follow her.

“Lights,” Rebecca says, irritated, and crosses her arms over her chest. Nathan frowns, because what the hell is the difference, but turns around and flicks the lightswitch anyway, then goes back over to her (not without some difficulty, bumping into a few things in the process). He climbs up on the bed, and Rebecca grabs at the back of his head, roughly pulling him down to kiss her. Nathan is just getting into it, finding it both irritating and pretty hot the way she keeps biting down on his lip just as he tries to push his tongue into her mouth, when Rebecca yanks hard at his hair and flops backwards onto her back.

“I really hate your hair,” she says. “We’ll go do something with it tomorrow.”

“Uh, I really don’t care,” says Nathan, reaching over to the nightstand for a condom.

“Tomorrow, we are going tomorrow.”

Nathan just sighs, rolling the condom on, and Rebecca pulls on his hair again. Nathan slams into her, not even caring if she’s ready or not, and she wraps her legs around his waist as he pushes into her again and again. Nathan wishes that the condom had spikes on it so he could fucking rip her up on the inside. Rebecca bites down on his lip again, drawing blood, panting, and pulls his hair as her hips buck up, and Nathan has to restrain himself from just punching her in the face, because god damn, that is annoying.

Because he’s so distracted by hating her, Nathan isn’t even close, but Rebecca doesn’t wait, just shoves him off, grunting softly as he slides out of her. “I need sleep, we have to go to the salon at eight tomorrow,” she says.

Nathan frowns, kneeling on the edge of the bed. “Uh, I don’t get up before like ... noon,” he says, pausing to remember if the Big or Little Hand was on the twelve.

“Eight,” Rebecca says, getting up and shoving him toward the door. Nathan scrambles to pick up all his clothes, and she slams her bedroom door shut once he’s in the hall.

Disgruntled, Nathan takes the condom off, telling himself that next time, he’ll just smack her right in the mouth. He has to stop thinking this way though, because it’s doing nothing to reduce his erection, and it’s making it difficult for him to put his pants back on.

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RPF (actor), Joe Flanigan/Jason Momoa, cohabitation (1/2)

darkrose
2008-06-19 06:01 am UTC (link)

"Where've you two been? The Martins are hysterical!" David shouted as Joe and Jason came in. Jason just waved at him and broke into a run in the general direction of wardrobe. Joe sipped his venti white mocha.

"It's my fault--I burned the coffee maker this morning."

David's eyebrows went up. "Do I even want to know?"

Joe smirked. "Probably not."

***

Jason stared into the refrigerator for a long moment before slamming it shut and glaring at Joe, who was just stumbling into the kitchen in his boxers

"What's up?" Joe scratched his stomach and looked around for the coffee pot. Finding it on the sink where Jason had left it, he stuck it back on the plate and flipped the switch.

"What happened to the rest of my milk?" Jason asked. Since Joe liked that nonfat crap, there were always two gallon jugs in the fridge.

"Oh...sorry. I used it for the mac and cheese last night. It doesn't work as well with skim milk. What?" he said as Jason scowled. "I was gonna stop on the way home and get more."

"Asshole." Jason opened the refrigerator again. The orange juice was almost gone, but there was still a little left in the carton. He tilted it back, intending to simply pour it into his mouth, which would have worked if Joe hadn't nudged him and made it spill all over his face.

"Shit--I'm sorry. Here--" Joe grabbed the dishtowel and started trying to wipe up. Jason reached up to push him away and stumbled, and then somehow Joe's arms were around Jason's neck and they were staring at each other.

"You missed a spot," Joe said, his voice husky. "Right..." He leaned in and licked the corner of Jason's mouth. "...here."

"Joe..." Jason began, but that was as far as he got before Joe was seriously kissing him. With tongue, and messily. His morning stubble was scratchy against Jason's face; he could only imagine what his goatee must feel like to Joe. From the noises Joe was making, though, he didn't really seem to mind much.

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RPF (actor), Joe Flanigan/Jason Momoa, cohabitation (2/2)

darkrose
2008-06-19 06:02 am UTC (link)

Eventually he stepped back, still looking at Jason intently. Then he laughed.

"I've wanted to do that for ages, you know," he said.

"Really? I didn't know you were, um, bi."

"Eh, labels..." Joe waved dismissively. "Seriously, even if I was a hundred percent straight...well, look at you. I'd have to be pretty much dead not to think you were hot."

Jason could feel himself blushing, which made Joe cackle. "Oh, come on--don't tell me you never thought about it."

"Well, maybe, but..." Jason shrugged.

"Lisa won't get mad, will she?"

Jason ran a hand through his hair. "Nah. We're pretty open that way--though I admit, I don't think she ever thought I'd want to be with a guy. Um...what about Katherine? Because I really like her, you know--"

Joe cackled again, and Jason couldn't help wincing a little. "Are you kidding? She's going to be pissed that it finally happened and she missed it."

For some reason--possibly because Jason had always thought Joe's wife was a babe--the idea of the two of them fucking while Katherine watched was a serious turn-on. Jason grabbed Joe and kissed him, running his fingers through Joe's hair and making it stand up worse than usual.

"So..." Joe said in his ear when he finally let go. "You ever done anything with a guy before?"

"Um, not really. Kissing a couple of my friends, jerking off in front of them...that's about it." Jason knew he was blushing again.

"Cool--you'll like this, then." Joe slid to his knees with that boneless grace Jason had always secretly envied, and with practiced, efficient movements, undid Jason's jeans enough to get his dick out.

"Hang on," Joe said, and that was all the warning he got before his dick was completely enveloped in Joe's hot, wet mouth. Jason stumbled and had to grab the edge of the counter for support. Apparently, having a dick of your own gave you a certain degree of insight into blowjobs; Jason had been on the receiving end of quite a few, and this was definitely in the top five--hell, probably the top three.

Jason almost came when Joe ran the tip of his tongue along the underside of Jason's cock. He managed not to, but he did bury his hands in Joe's hair, hanging on for dear life. It didn't seem to bother Joe, who moaned and squirmed a little, which was disturbingly hot.

He wasn't sure if it was okay to come in Joe's mouth, but then Joe pulled back for a second, long enough to lick behind Jason's balls. Jason gasped, and Joe got his mouth back on Jason's dick just in time to swallow when Jason came. Afterwards, he sat back on his heels and looked up at Jason, his expression smug.

"Um. Thanks. Do you want..." Jason waved a hand. Joe smiled, shook his head, and stood up.

"I'll take a rain check for tonight--we should probably get going." He gave Jason a quick kiss and grabbed his ass before heading into his bedroom to get dressed.

Jason was pulling his shirt over his head when he smelled the unmistakable scent of burning coffee. Racing into the kitchen, he saw why: Joe had turned the coffee pot on earlier, before Jason had put any water in.

"You're an idiot, Flanigan," he yelled. Joe came in and made a face.

"Shit--I'm sorry. We can stop at Starbucks on the way in."

"We're gonna be late," Jason pointed out.

"We've got plenty of time. Don't worry."

***

"Okay, people, let's get moving. Is everyone ready?" Martin Wood gave Joe and Jason rather pointed looks. Joe nodded, but his attention was all on Jason, standing next to Rachel in front of the gate.

"Yeah," he said, a corner of his mouth quirked up in a smile that was just for Jason. "We're good."

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Re: RPF (actor), Joe Flanigan/Jason Momoa, cohabitation (2/2)

gaffsie
2008-06-19 07:53 am UTC (link)

Aww, bless. They're so cute together - both IRL and in this fic.

Joe cackled again, and Jason couldn't help wincing a little. "Are you kidding? She's going to be pissed that it finally happened and she missed it."

One, I love that Joe cackles, and two, I love that Katherine is totally cool with her husband getting it on with Jason (and secretly I hope that she too has someone to play with during the weeks). :D

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	Re: RPF (actor), Joe Flanigan/Jason Momoa, cohabitation (2/2) incidental_fire 2008-06-20 11:28 am UTC (link)
	Mmmm, very nice! I liked how they were both hot and goofy together. And I agree with Jason, the idea of Katherine watching while they fucked....mmmmmmmmm..... (Reply to this) (Parent)

	Re: RPF (actor), Joe Flanigan/Jason Momoa, cohabitation (2/2) (Anonymous) 2008-08-07 03:11 am UTC (link)
	Wow. Amazingly, amazingly hot. I'm bi and my husband's the same way with me and other women. (Reply to this) (Parent)

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