| Challenge #104: Closed // Challenge #105: Icon inspiration |
[Feb. 26th, 2009|10:10 pm] |
Challenge #104 is now officially closed. Thank you to everyone who drabbled this past week.
Our condom count this week was
Ben 1
Brian 2
and Justin is the winner with 3 condoms!  
Justin's challenger this week will be Drew and the prompt is Icon Inspiration. Chose an icon that inspires you and write a drabble about it.
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| *challenge #104, ice cream* |
[Feb. 26th, 2009|09:07 pm] |
TItle: Ice Cream Kisses
Notes: No beta, all mistakes are mine. I'm totally cheating, because the challenge officially ended yesterday, but no one's changed it and I really desperately need to try to jump-start my muses, so I'm posting this. Forgive me.
And the condom goes to: Brian Kinney.
“Don’t bring that in here,” Brian said. He reclined on the Barcelona chair; Justin had just given him an amazing blow job and he was feeling a little boneless. That didn’t stop him from snapping at him when he came back from the kitchen carrying a pint of ice cream and a spoon.
“Oh come on,” Justin laughed. “I’m hungry! I promise I won’t spill any.” He straddled Brian’s legs, then dug in and slowly licked ice cream off the spoon.
And suddenly, Brian couldn’t think of anything he wanted more than to eat that ice cream off Justin’s tongue. |
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| Challenge #104: Ice Cream |
[Feb. 25th, 2009|03:28 pm] |
Title: Untitled
Warnings / Author's Notes: Bad fic, just my BJG kinks
And the Condom Goes To: Ben
"Tell me for the 123rd time, why must I spend my hard earned money on some shit which has something to do with Professor Zen?"
"Because it is a chocolate, white and dark fudge chunks, pecans, walnuts, and fudge-covered walnutskind of ice cream?"
"One more reason not to buy it."
"Any if you buy it, I will let you fuck me in Gus' bedroom. "
"Been there, done that."
"With my high school uniform neck tie...."Justin smiled, "And navy blue socks on."
"Alright, next time you have a tummy ache, don't cry at 2 o'clock in the morning, sonny boy."
"You know how kinky you are, don't you? "
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| Challenge #104: Ice Cream |
[Feb. 24th, 2009|04:19 pm] |
Title: Golden Opulence
Warning: God-awful crack/bad!fic
A/N:: Golden Opulence is trufax, people. Alec Baldwin wouldn’t lie to me.
Condom: Justin
Justin sat lazily, jabbing a spoon into an iced-over carton of vanilla ice cream. “For my twenty-eighth, we should go to that restaurant in New York with the thousand-dollar ice cream. You know, the one with the golden spoon.”
Brian looked up from his work. “I don’t think so. We’ll be broken up by then.”
“What the fuck for?”
“Because when I was your age,” Brian bit out, “Pluto was still a fucking planet!” With that, Brian threw the carton out the window.
Justin glared at him.
A week later, Justin got his golden spoon. And his fucking ice cream. |
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| Challenge #104: Ice Cream |
[Feb. 22nd, 2009|06:02 pm] |
Title: Sugar Rush
Author's Notes: Related to these drabbles: Surrogate and Now You Know.
Condom: Justin
“You really need to stop dating such fucking losers.” Brian pushed the mostly empty carton of ice cream away in disgust. “I don’t get enough time in at the gym as it is.”
“I’ll be sure to mention that to the next guy who asked me out,” Daphne rolled her eyes and reached for the ice cream. She dumped the rest of the hot fudge in the carton before taking a large bite. “Please don’t break my heart because Brian Kinney will have to eat ice cream with me.”
“Screw you,” Brian snapped, taking the carton back as Daphne giggled. |
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| Challenge #104: ice cream |
[Feb. 20th, 2009|11:02 am] |
Title: (Not) vanilla
Warnings / Author's Notes: NC-17. It was late. Or early. Yeah, that's my excuse. ;-)
And the Condom Goes To: Justin (because it's supposed to be his POV)
Dipping.
The spoon into the box filled with cold sweetness. And my tongue into his navel.
Dripping.
Little chilly dots on his chest, white as my come that I know will replace them later.
Hissing.
The noises I make him give when the sticky mess lands on his skin, so hot it's a miracle the ice-cream doesn't spontaneously evaporate.
Swirling.
Again and again I work the head of his cock, collecting the pre-come and vanilla flavor that have mingled there.
Licking.
Tracing the sweet path I laid out before, up and down his entire length. Slowly.
Swallowing.
All of him. |
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| Challenge #104: ice cream |
[Feb. 19th, 2009|11:39 pm] |
Title: 1,001 Reasons
Warnings / Author's Notes: I don't think I have any...
And the Condom Goes To: Brian
He was sleeping in your disheveled sheets that morning when you opened the freezer and silently cursed him for the massive container of fudge-swirl-cherry-whatever you found inside.
He was on his knees that night, giving you the most amazing frozen... creamy... melty... wet... sticky blowjob when you looked up and whispered a Thank You to no one in particular.
Because whatever it was that had possessed you to allow him - junk food and all - into your loft was now reminding you that ice cream was just one of the 1,001 reasons you never wanted him to leave. |
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| Challenge #103: Closed // Challenge #104: ice cream |
[Feb. 18th, 2009|06:21 pm] |
Ok, the love is in the air challenge is officially closed.
 
With 3 condoms to Ted/Blake's one.
We need a new winner so this week, give your condom to any of the characters!
Challenge #104: ice cream
Let's see what you've got! |
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