Wednesday - Love in the Afternoon

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Hello everyone!! I'm 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

If none of the prompts left today trip your trigger, feel free to take a peek at the Lonely Prompts. Now have fun and prompt away!!

"[tag=LoveInTheAfternoon]"

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[saavikam77.livejournal.com]

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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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[shiny-glor-chan.livejournal.com]

Read it earlier but was lazy. <3 Loved it. <3<3<3

[saavikam77.livejournal.com]

Yay! Glad you liked it, hon. ^___^ Thanks so much!!