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telesilla (telesilla) wrote in porn_battle,
@ 2008-09-18 14:48:00

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round five

Prompt List: Round Five
And now...the moment we've all be waiting for!

Prompt Lists: Round Five

You'll notice that the Western Media prompts have been handled a little differently; we're experimenting still. Also, please excuse any mistakes; all told we had over 2600 prompts and even split up as they were, things will slip past us.

So, you have a week; at some point in the evening on Thursday the 25th, I'll close the battle. Until then?

*points down to the comments*

Porn goes 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.)

If your fic is too long for one comment, post part one as a top level comment and then the second part in reply to that comment and so on.

Have fun!

ETA: I am aware that most of the lists off site are all scrunched together. They shouldn't be and I'm working on it. Thanks for your understanding.

As of now--1:10 PST--the Porn Battle is closed.

The list of fics will be up soon, hopefully by tomorrow evening unless my connectivity issues continue.

Thanks for playing, everyone!

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Re: Initial D, Ryousuke/Keisuke, testing the suspension (cont.)

lysapadin
2008-09-18 06:24 pm UTC (link)

Aniki knew what he wanted, even without saying it out loud; one of those broad hands curved over the front of Keisuke's jeans, kneading his groin through the denim. Keisuke cried out at the shock of pleasure that jolted through him, and let his head fall back against the headrest. Aniki's mouth slid down his throat, hot and wet, and then his fingers were popping the button of Keisuke's jeans, pulling down the zipper, and sliding inside. Another groan tore itself out of Keisuke's throat as calloused fingers wrapped tight around him, rasping over him, hot and perfect, coaxing him higher with firm, steady strokes, until he lost track of everything outside his own skin as heat and pleasure seared through him.

He came back to himself slowly, wrung out and limp in the passenger seat, just the way he'd been after that night right when he'd been a teenager and Aniki had taken it upon himself to get Keisuke back on track. The car smelled like sex, damp and musky, and Aniki was watching him. "God..." Keisuke breathed, at last. "Aniki..." And now, for pity's sake, was a really ridiculous time to suddenly turn shy.

He made himself reach out anyway, with a hand that wanted to shake. Aniki let Keisuke curl his fingers around his nape and draw him close, into another kiss. It was just as hot as the first, even without the urgent edge to it.

Against his mouth, Aniki said, "Fujiwara will never be mine the way you are, little brother."

Keisuke closed his eyes as something unknotted in his chest. "Yes," he said, softly. "Yes, Aniki."

He could feel Aniki smiling. After a moment, a hand settled in his hair, stroking it.

Keisuke meant to open his eyes, to reach for Aniki and see to him, but lassitude was stealing through him, fast on the heels of peace. He barely noticed slipping over the edge into sleep.

When he did open his eyes again, it was dusk, and Aniki was nudging his shoulder. "Sleep well?" he murmured, as Keisuke rubbed the sleep out of his eyes.

"Yeah, fine." They were back at Project D's camp; a wave of vertigo washed through Keisuke. Had he fallen asleep and dreamed the whole thing? Keisuke bit his lip, glancing at Aniki from the corner of his eye.

"Good." Aniki's smile was almost too fast to see, but it lingered in his eyes, private and almost gentle. He reached over and ruffled Keisuke's hair, something he hadn't done in years, and his fingers lingered for just a moment at the back of Keisuke's neck. "We'll do it again, if you keep on having trouble sleeping.

The surge of relief was so intense it left Keisuke giddy, and he grinned, helplessly. "Yes, Aniki."

Not even the fact that the first person they saw once they got out of the car was Fujiwara could dampen his mood. "Where've you been?" Fujiwara asked, as Keisuke stretched out his back.

Aniki beat him to the answer. "We were testing the suspension," he said, smooth and bland.

Keisuke laughed for five minutes straight at that, and not even the look Fujiwara gave him (Are you insane?) could stop him.

end

Hi, yeah, uh, this was seriously supposed to just be porn. Hell if I know where the plot came from.

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	Re: Initial D, Ryousuke/Keisuke, testing the suspension (cont.) branchandroot 2008-09-18 06:48 pm UTC (link)
	fans herself, all starry-eyed Oh, that was /perfect/. Keisuke is so sweet and edgy and Ryousuke is so reserved, and the last lines are /just/ right. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	Re: Initial D, Ryousuke/Keisuke, testing the suspension (cont.) lysapadin 2008-09-18 06:54 pm UTC (link)
	All in all, I am astonishingly pleased with this thing. Even if it did get completely out of control. (Reply to this) (Parent)

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