Wednesday - Love in the Afternoon
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johnboy91719 bringing you a brand new theme today.
In honor of Wednesday being sometimes referred to as Hump Day, let's have some love in the afternoon. That's right, folks. Let's see some fics about sex. Events leading up to it, the act itself, or whatever happens afterwards. It can be sweet and innocent or naughty and raunchy. Let your mind take you wherever it wants to go, even if it's found a nice home in the gutter like mine has.
Please remember the following:
* Post no more than three prompts per fandom and no more than five prompts in a row. If someone fills a prompt, you're more than welcome to post some more prompts later in the day.
* No spoilers in prompts for at least seven days after the original airdate or publication date. If you have spoilers in your fic, please warn in bold and leave at least three spaces.
* Show some love to the code monkeys and format your prompts correctly. Examples below (last one is for crossovers):
"[tag=LoveInTheAfternoon]"
johnboy91719 bringing you a brand new theme today. In honor of Wednesday being sometimes referred to as Hump Day, let's have some love in the afternoon. That's right, folks. Let's see some fics about sex. Events leading up to it, the act itself, or whatever happens afterwards. It can be sweet and innocent or naughty and raunchy. Let your mind take you wherever it wants to go, even if it's found a nice home in the gutter like mine has.
Please remember the following:
* Post no more than three prompts per fandom and no more than five prompts in a row. If someone fills a prompt, you're more than welcome to post some more prompts later in the day.
* No spoilers in prompts for at least seven days after the original airdate or publication date. If you have spoilers in your fic, please warn in bold and leave at least three spaces.
* Show some love to the code monkeys and format your prompts correctly. Examples below (last one is for crossovers):
- Star Trek XI, Kirk/Bones, quickie in the sickbay
- One Life to Live, Oliver/Kyle, afterglow
- Dollhouse/author's choice, Victor/author's choice, Victor is the dominant one in an engagement
"[tag=LoveInTheAfternoon]"
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Date: 2010-01-09 09:34 pm (UTC)* * *
A few minutes in, and Tim's already warming up to this new addition to their repertoire. With the silk and bamboo rope--only the best available, of course--binding his wrists and forearms together behind his head, and led around to his knees, holding his legs up and spread, he feels completely open, open to Jason and anything he might want to do to him. The blindfold only seems to add to the effect, depriving him of a sense he's used to relying on, and even with the mild anxiety that comes with that, he thinks this might have to turn into a regular thing for them.
Where it once took zip strips biting into his skin and a knife held to his throat to get him to let go, the rope is gentle and solid, letting him relax fully into the play. He doesn't feel the need to be manhandled and dominated this way, just to be restrained, held in place and taken away from all the crap he deals with on a daily basis. It's good. It's a good feeling.
But just as he's getting really comfortable in his position on the bed, he feels the mattress dip beside him with Jason's weight, a hand on the center of his chest, and he can't help a sound somewhere between a startled gasp and a purr of pleasure. He thinks maybe he's liking the ropes too much, as he realizes he was actually starting to drift off there for a second while Jay finished setting up whatever he had planned.
"Don't fall asleep on me, Baby Bird," Jason chuckles from somewhere above him, his hands smoothing over Tim's chest and belly, down over his inner thighs to his cheeks and back up the undersides of his legs.
Tim shivers a little at the contrast between the warm hands and the cold air that follows in their wake, and blinks behind the blindfold. "I'm awake," he insists, though there's not really much fire behind the statement.
"You will be," Jay shoots back, and with no warning there's a cool, slick finger resting against his entrance, tracing the ring of circle before pressing inside.
Arching his back as much as the rope will allow at the sudden surprise, Tim shivers again, really awake now, and his shock is rewarded with the sharp nip of teeth on his right calf, drawing a tiny whimper out of him.
"Still, Timmy," Jason warns him, finger pressing in all the way to the second knuckle, twisting and wriggling.
"'Kay," he breathes, resisting the urge to press further down onto Jason's finger, but then there's nothing there, and he lets out a whimper at the loss before something larger and more blunt is pressing against him, demanding entry. It's hot and heavy, thick, but it's not Jason. It's...
A soft whirring fills the air, and Tim feels his insides begin to liquefy with sudden vibration, his entire body going slack with it.
Oh yes, he's starting to like rope play a lot.
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Date: 2015-03-23 09:53 am (UTC)"It's not that big of a deal," Piper sighed, placing her shirt into the dirty hamper basket before moving to leave the room.
"And if you'd blown me up instead?"
"Oh please, I'm in control."
Leo scoffed, "So I'm not. That's what you're saying? I can't believe this."
"You're taking this the wrong way," Piper sighed, "Sometimes I just like to cum more than twice. It only really happens when I'm stressed out and need a release."
"And you couldn't just talk to me!" Leo demanded.
"It felt like a subject I couldn't broach with an angel."
Leo rolled his eyes before pulling her to him, "Next time just tell me that. Angel or not I'll bring you all the pleasure I can."
"Well that sounds promising."
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Date: 2010-01-07 06:47 am (UTC)Will Power
Date: 2010-01-07 01:15 pm (UTC)“So do you know how Logan’s doing?” Wallace asked.
“No, it’s not like we’re phone buddies.” Veronica said with a small laugh trying to hide her lie. That wasn’t necessary true. She had heard from Logan. He had called the day after he had found out about his mother’s suicide but she didn’t want her best friend to know she was the booty call for her enemy.
There was no need for her to admit that once upon a time, in a place a year and a half ago she and an obligatory psychotic jackass had needed to feel alive and they had never been able to stop. Looking back on that afternoon she still couldn’t figure out how they had gone from playing video games and trying to take their mind off Lilly to making love, if it could even be called that, on the pool house bed.
This time was different though. She had gotten the call while she was at work. This wasn’t uncommon because Logan had no sense of the word work. What was uncommon was what happened during sex. There were clues all during their foreplay that should have clued her to what was happening inside Logan’s head but they hadn’t. The soothing of a bite, the way he laid her down gently on the bed, how he didn’t try to get her to be on top or in one of his other but it sounds like fun positions all should have tipped her off. Then there was the fact he went as slowly as possible, as if tyring to feel every move, but it wasn’t until they had finished she had realised something was wrong.
Taking deep breaths Veronica had tried to gain control of her body when she realised that Logan hadn’t moved off her body like normal. Looking down at him in confusion she was stunned when she felt tears hit her stomach.
“Logan. Are you ok?” she whispered, unsure what else to do.
“I’m ok,” Logan sniffled, still unmoving from his place on her body.
“I don’t think you are. I know I’m breaking one of the wacked up rules we have for this but do you want to talk about this.”
Finally moving off her Logan sighed and said, “I’m fine, I don’t want to talk to you about this. We’re not friends.”
Veronica turned to face him and aimed a death stare directly at him she said, “I know, and don’t worry I won’t come back,” before hopping out of bed and grabbing her clothes and pulling them on.
Logan scoffed, “You always come back.”
“Not this time. This sick and twisted game has to stop and I’m stopping it now.” Veronica whispered, “I’m really sorry about your mum’s death but this isn’t going to make it better. If there is anything I can do that isn’t a sexual favour, you know where I am,” before turning and leaving him alone.
That’s the last time she had seen him. She was a little worried but not enough to back down. Sighing she shook her head and focused in on what Wallace was saying.
Five days later Logan showed up on her doorstep asking for her help to find his mother and simultaneously breaking her will on the no sex pact she made with herself as she allowed him to fuck her into the next day, after he made the first move to kiss her.
Re: Will Power
Date: 2010-01-07 09:55 pm (UTC)^ Really?? Never gonna happen : )
I loooooooooooooovvvee that you wrote this prompt. I really liked how you worked Lynn's death and Logan's need of comfort into it to. Despite whatever they may say/do, they will always need each other and always have : )
Thanks so much for writing this!!! I throughly enjoyed it!
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Date: 2010-01-07 06:49 am (UTC)The importance of being engaged (Yes I realise how much this title sucks).
Date: 2010-02-14 08:31 am (UTC)Veronica gasped as Logan pushed her roughly against the wall while his lips worked their way up her neck. Pushing Logan back so she could pull his shirt of Veronica regained some her sanity.
“We have to stop doing this.” She whispered as Logan returned his attention to her neck.
“Why? This is possible the best relationship we’ve ever had.” Logan whispered pulling the buttons of her shirt open as he moved his lips to her cleavage.
“We are not in a relationship. I’m in a relationship and you’re in a relationship but we are not in a relationship with each other.” Veronica whispered, raking her fingers threw his hair.
“Really that’s not fair,” Logan replied, pulling her off the wall to remove her shirt and bra, “‘Cause I don’t view what we do as cheating.”
“Well I’m engaged and you’re engaged. There are other people in the world who don’t expect their fiancés to be having sex together.”
“Really? Why Piz and Parker haven’t figured out we’re having sex together yet is a strange phenomenon.” Logan whispered while dancing her backwards towards the couch.
“Maybe it’s because Parker doesn’t like me and therefore wouldn’t come to my workplace and Piz hates this place so he never comes here either. That’s why we’ve been having sex here for the last fourteen months.” Veronica replied as she allowed Logan to push her down onto the couch.
Resting on his arms next to her so he was hovering above her, Logan whispered, “We don’t have sex Veronica. You have sex with Piz and I have sex with Parker but together we don’t sex.”
“Hmmm, do I need to give you a biology lesson? ‘Cause that could be uncomfortable,” Veronica whispered reaching up to kiss him.
Moving out the way Logan sighed, “This has to mean more than what you make it out to be otherwise we wouldn’t be cheating on some very nice people.”
Veronica sighed, “If we are going to have this conversation again can we at least be sitting.”
“No, Veronica, there’s no need for a conversation.” Logan said pushing off Veronica and grabbing his shirt, “I guess this is over.”
“Logan,” Veronica cried, “Why are you doing this?”
“I think the better question is why are you doing this?” Logan whispered as he pulled the shirt he had just grabbed on before reaching for hers and throwing it at her.
“Logan, there is always going to be some bond between us. That doesn’t mean we belong together and it defiantly doesn’t mean we should stop having sex.” Veronica said with a sly grin before walking over to Logan, shaking her hips as she went.
“Don’t you ever think that the bond between us should actually be with the people we’re engaged to instead.”
“But that would mean that we would have to stop having sex,” Veronica said coyly, “I’m not sure I’m ready to stop.”
“But it has to stop somewhere.”Logan whispered before leaning forward and kissing her on the forehead, “I think this where it stops. I just can’t keep doing this.”
“But...”
“No buts just goodbye,” Logan cut in before leaving Veronica standing in the middle of her office half naked. Taking a couple of deep breaths, she held back tears as she pulled on her shirt and got back to work.
Re: The importance of being engaged part 2
Date: 2010-02-14 08:33 am (UTC)Veronica studied the ballroom and sighed. She hated these events more than anything except when Wallace was trying to hook her up with someone else, at one of these events. She was happy that Wallace was still talking to after the whole Piz fiasco. At the time Wallace hadn’t been impressed that Veronica had broken off the engagement but when she explained that she couldn’t marry him when her whole heart wasn’t in it he had agreed but only because he thought that they should both be happy and if that wasn’t with each other than he would be ok with that.
Finally spotting the blue flower on the pocket of the man she was suppose to meet Veronica headed cautiously towards them. Tapping him on the back she said, “Excuse me I think I’m your date.”
Surprised to see who turned around she muffled her gasp as he said, “I think I am.”
“Logan,” she whispered, “Wait why are we being set up? Shouldn’t you be with Parker still?”
Logan sighed, “That would mean that we would have gotten married but we didn’t. I take it you didn’t marry Piz.”
“I couldn’t, I finally realised what you were trying to tell me.” Veronica whispered.
“Good. So we’re both single than.” Logan said stepping towards her and taking her hand.
“Yeah we are.”
“Do you want to get some coffee? Do you want to take a chance on me?” he whispered.
“I’d love to.” Veronica whispered, allowing him to pull her from the party with a fake blush spreading across her cheeks.
The end.
(Cause I couldn't leave it without some hope).
Re: The importance of being engaged part 2
Date: 2010-02-21 05:22 am (UTC)This was perfect! Thanks for writing it!