National Teachers Day: Education

[chibifukurou]

Hi everyone! I’m chibifukurou and I’m still here enabling your comment_fic addiction this week.

Today’s theme is Education. Today all the prompts have to involve education of some sort. Whether it be school girl uniforms or somebody learning some interesting new sexual positions, anything goes as long as education is involved

But wait before you run off to threaten your characters with rulers let’s have a quick review of The Rules:

■ Don’t prompt more than 5 prompts in a row or 3 prompts per fandom. When someone has answered your prompt, you can prompt again.

■ No spoilers in your prompt until at least 1 week after the original airing or publication date. If there are spoilers in your fic, you must warn in bold and leave at least 3 spaces.

■ Thank your fic providers they thrive on feedback.

■ For the sake of the code monkeys’ sanity remember to format your prompts correctly.

Formatting examples:

Firefly, Mal/Simon, learning how to shoot

RPS, Jared/Jensen, house training the dogs

Psych/Mentalist, Patrick/Shawn, Patrick teaches Shawn some new “psychic” tricks

None of today's prompts interest you? Make someone’s day and answer one of the myriad of
Lonely Prompts!

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Comments

[yoruichiyoshi12.livejournal.com]

White Collar, Neal + El + Peter (or as OT3), Peter learns that Neal has been giving El lessons in thievery (small things like pickpocketing, escaping handcuffs, shoplifting)

[yoruichiyoshi12.livejournal.com]

Dark Angel, Alec (or Alec/Ben), learning how to pass as a "normal" person

[samueljames]

Torchwood, Ianto/Owen, learning to love again.

[yoruichiyoshi12.livejournal.com]

Star Trek XI, McCoy/Chekov (or pre-slash), "You can't teach an old dog new tricks, kid."

[morgan-cian.livejournal.com]

McCoy was not known for his patience. And he was about at his wit's end with the seventeen year old genius that had the nerve to be...appealing.

When he wasn't acting like a goddamned puppy nipping at his heels.

"Good god, kid, I don't even have a clue what you are going on about..."

And there it was, the bright spark of humor and a quirk of lips that made Chekov seem as if he had a secret.

"That's quite alright, Doctor," the heavily accented voice was calm bordering on excitement that McCoy gave into in, time and time again. "I'll just have to explain, again, da?"

"You can't teach an old dog new tricks, kid." McCoy argued hopelessly as he sat across from the ensign. His mind wandered as it always did to the pretty lips, the soft curly hair, the elegant hands that could dance across the consoles..

"Doctor?"

McCoy blinked. The secret smile had his own lips twtiching.

"Maybe your could teach a young pup some well known tricks, da?"

The meaning settled onto Bones' shoulders and the heat curled in his gut.

"Yeah," his voice was a growl, "I could do that."

[sycophantastic.livejournal.com]

Supernatural, Dean/Castiel, how to be a human (and enjoy it!)

[sycophantastic.livejournal.com]

Supernatural, Sam/Gabriel, How to Train Your Archangel

[wendyr.livejournal.com]

RPS, Jeffrey Dean Morgan/Christian Kane, learning to trust

[soldierly.livejournal.com]

Jeff finds the kid scrappy and dirty, in ripped jeans and a Metallica t-shirt that looks like it's seen better sewers. He's curled against an alley wall, nursing a sliced arm that's spilling far too much blood for Jeff's comfort onto the ground. Jeff tells his friends to hold up, ignoring drunken shouts as he jogs down the alley to the kid, who skitters away from his approach.

"Lemme alone!" he snaps. Jeff holds up his hands.

"Hey, kid, calm down. I'm not gonna hurt you, okay? I just wanna see what's up with your arm."

"None of your fucking business is what's up with it."

Jeff sighs, crouches down. His knees pop and he groans. Goddamn, he's older than he likes to think he is. "Can I see?"

The kid peers up at him, eyes narrowed. He clutches his bleeding arm to his chest as he looks Jeff up and down, his suit, gold cufflinks, silk tie. "No."

"Please?" Jeff leans forward, a little closer, gently touches the kid's arm. "My name's Jeff. I swear, I just want to help."

"That's what they all say," he snaps, recoils. Jeff's heart goes out to him, just a little. When he leans forward again and takes the guy's arm in gentle hands, it isn't pulled away. He sighs in relief, loosens his tie and brings it down, wraps it around the wound. The job is swift, easy, but Jeff works carefully, his fingers gentle. He hears his friends shouting, doesn't respond. He only looks up when he hears, "Chris. Christian."

"Chris," Jeff repeats. He finishes tying the tie in place. "Well, Chris, nasty gash you got there. You gonna be okay?"

Christian shrugs. "I always am." He looks up at Jeff through his hair and shrugs up against the brick wall, stands. "Why'd you stop?"

Jeff shrugs and stands as well. "Kinda a bleeding heart. Don't tell anyone." He ruffled Christian's hair. "Be careful."

There's a brief moment of hesitation, and Jeff is sure Chris is going to flee, but he doesn't. He leans forward and hugs Jeff carefully, arms around his waist. "Thanks," he says, then turns, boots pounding on the concrete, footsteps echoing.

And then he's gone.

[sycophantastic.livejournal.com]

Supernatural, Dean/Castiel + Sam(/any) + Lucifer, how to trap the Devil (crack plz!)

[sycophantastic.livejournal.com]

RPS, Misha Collins/Jensen Ackles, how to torture your coworkers (and apologize later)

[wendyr.livejournal.com]

Supernatural, Dean/Cas, Dean teaches Cas about music (and tries to undo the damage Sam did by teaching him about that crap he calls music)

[wendyr.livejournal.com]

Leverage, Nate/Eliot, Eliot teaches Nate to fight

[elshadowboxer.livejournal.com]

Saw the prompt and couldn’t resist. It’s a short little thing, but I hope it works for you.

Eliot grinned down at the man beneath him, hips straddling the other’s, and rocked forward, rubbing his erection against the skin of Nathan’s stomach. He had his hands pinned above his head and leaned down for a kiss, tongue thrusting into the other man’s mouth. He pulled back just enough that their lips were still brushing. “And if someone has you pinned like this, you bring your knee up into their back while using your other foot to give you leverage and twist the hips to get them off.”

Nathan groaned as Eliot sat up, tossing the hair out of his face, and grinning down at him. “That’s not the kind of getting off I had in mind.”

Eliot chuckled and slid down, using his free hand to grab Nathan’s thigh and lift it, giving him better access. “And if someone had their head in this area,” He paused to grin wickedly up at his lover. “You remember that hold that I had Parker try out on Hardison?”

Nate had his head lifted, panting slightly as Eliot’s warm breath ghosted over his sensitive cock. He let his head fall back on the pillow trying to think clearer. He felt Eliot’s tongue dart out and gasped as it trailed a line from balls to head, catching the precum. His brain short-circuited a minute and he panted. When no more stimulation came he picked his head up, looking at his lover smiling up at him. “Wait, why would someone’s head be down there?” His eyes widened and he threw Eliot an incredulous look. “Are you teaching me moves for rape defense?”

Eliot had moved further down between his legs, pushing his thighs up and exposing Nate’s glory. He looked up, meeting the other man’s eyes. “Can you blame me?” His smile widened, becoming predatory. “I have to protect what’s mine.” He kissed his lover’s perineum. “And this, this is mine.” He moved in, tongue sliding into his lover.

[psychedelicammo.livejournal.com]

Supernatural, Sam/Castiel & Dean, Cas learns the Bitchface, Dean doesn't stand a chance

[psychedelicammo.livejournal.com]

Supernatural, Anna/Ruby, Learning how to fall

[psychedelicammo.livejournal.com]

Marvel, Deadpool(/Cable) & Hope, Wade learns how to change a diaper

[psychedelicammo.livejournal.com]

Spn/Heroes, Castiel/Peter, Castiel teaches Peter to fly and in return Peter teaches him about people

Idek, idek.

[saphire-dance.livejournal.com]

DC, Connor/Anyone, There is a lot that Connor needs to learn, thankfully he's a very good student.

[saphire-dance.livejournal.com]

DCU, Jason/Tim, Teaching Tim how to give blowjobs

[wendyr.livejournal.com]

Leverage RPS, Tim/Chris, Learning to live again (is killing me)

[ravenspear.livejournal.com]

Supernatural; Crowley/Dean; "Shut up, and pay attention."

[saphire-dance.livejournal.com]

Marvel, Bucky/Eli, Teaching Bucky to use the internet can be a little awkward at times

[saphire-dance.livejournal.com]

DCU, Dick/Tim or Roy/Connor or all of them if you want, There are a lot of things your older brother can teach you.

I'm not stalking you, it's just that you're the only one who posts Connor prompts.

[phoenixofborg.livejournal.com]

There were a lot of things your older brother could teach you, but this… was probably not supposed to be one of them, Connor reflected briefly, before Roy nibbled at Connor’s throat and he lost the ability to think again. He bucked his hips against Roy’s, jeans growing more uncomfortable by the second. Roy seemed unhurried as he dragged his mouth slowly along Connor’s jaw line, keeping his hands firmly pressed on Connor’s shoulders. Keeping them pinned to Connor’s bed.
A soft, breathy moan escaped Connor’s lips, one which abruptly became sharper as Roy ground their hips together. Panting, he dug his fingers into Roy’s back. The redhead only smirked and slowly, too slowly, moved his lips back to Connor’s for a kiss that was gentle and soft, and again, too slow. He lifted his head, mashing their mouths together, and was rewarded when his brother ghosted his tongue across Connor’s full lips. He parted them happily, but still Roy only probed tentatively with his tongue. Connor wanted, needed more, but he didn’t quite know what or how and so all he could do was squirm uselessly under Roy.
Suddenly, Roy rolled, flipping the younger man on top of him, and for a minute Connor froze, not quite sure what to do. Then Roy slid his hips up against Connors, and pulled him down into a blessedly deeper kiss. Hips moved in a steady rocking motion as Roy’s hands roved over his brother’s chest, eventually snagging the hem of his shirt and pushing him off long enough to remove it, and to do the same to Roy’s own. Connor sighed at the electric feel of skin on skin, and nuzzled tentatively at the joining of neck and shoulder, the way Roy had done to him, and was rewarded with a soft pleased sound. Emboldened, he kissed Roy on the mouth, sucking and nibbling at his lower lip. Roy’s embrace tightened encouragingly, and so Connor slipped his tongue into Roy’s mouth. The exploration felt awkward, clumsy, but it nonetheless triggered a guttural back-of-the-throat noise from Roy.
Connor trailed down Roy’s chest, tasting sweat and skin, as the inspection was punctuated by scars – knife scars, bullet scars, and others. He was morbidly fascinated by the variety, and he traced a long, thin surgical scar that ran the length of his sternum with his tongue, provoking a small pleased noise from Roy. Finally, Roy slid his hands between them to undo Connor’s jeans, and Connor fumbled a little, unable to get out of them fast enough. Roy laughed softly as he removed his own pants, and suddenly it hits Connor again that he has no idea what he’s doing.
Fortunately, Roy dragged him back down and repositioned himself on top, pulling him back into a slow rhythm of rocking and grinding. He found his way back to Connor’s neck and bit softly, making him jerk and groan. Rolling his hips in encouragement reproduced the sound, a little higher and more desperate, and so Roy squeezed a hand between their hips to cup Connor through his boxer-briefs, and he thrust forward into Roy’s palm, gasping his name. Kissing his brother, he slid his hand under Connor’s waistband, gripping him loosely but apparently it was enough because Connor broke the kiss in order to pant raggedly and buck his hips against Roy.
The breathless moans shifted into outright whimpers, interspersed with words like ‘more’, ‘please’, and ’Roy’, and Connor clung desperately to Roy, fingers desperately digging into his back as Roy sucked at that spot on his neck, Roy’s hand moving faster and rougher and soon, too soon, Connor’s whole body went tense and he arched against Roy.
Roy settled beside him, and Connor simply lay there for a few moments, nerves buzzing, before he realized that it had been fast. He buried his head in his brother’s shoulder to hide his blush.
“Sorry,” he muttered, but Roy only smiled and kissed him on the forehead.
“Don’t worry about it,” he advised, pulling his brother close. Connor knew he probably should have reciprocated, or something, but quite frankly he was still fumbling blindly as far as sex was concerned. So instead, he settled for cuddling against Roy and basking in the afterglow.

[sorchasilver.livejournal.com]

RPS, Adam Lambert/Tommy Joe Ratliff, teaching Tommy how to give a blowjob

[sorchasilver.livejournal.com]

RPS, Adam Lambert/Tommy Joe Ratliff, learning the ropes

[sorchasilver.livejournal.com]

RPS, Adam Lambert/Kris Allen, guitar lessons

[anthimeriate.livejournal.com]

Glee, April/the New Directions girls, teaching them to 'breathe from their hoo-hoo' (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nL_RJRMcqms)