Kinky Thursday - Kinks
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Hi, everyone, sexycazzy here yet again! Today is my last day of my week's guest hosting :( I've enjoyed hosting for you lovely people and the past few days, I've enjoyed seeing what you have came up with your prompts and fills. So thank you to everyone for making this week a enjoyable one!
We end the week with one of my favourite themes - KINKS!
Let us remember that your kink is your kink, and someone else's kink is theirs! Be respectful and we will get on fine! With that said, let's get started with some examples:
Oh, my god, Daniel has a kink - to be spanked by Colonel Jack O'Neill while he's in his uniform in Stargate-1. Guess what? Neal wants to be Peter's slave in White Collar. Adam (CSI:NY) loves to worship Abby's feet (NCIS).
Let's follow the format for prompts:
Stargate-1, Daniel/Jack, spanking & military uniform
White Collar, Neal/Peter, Neal wants to be Peter's slave 24/7
CROSSOVER
CSI:NY/NCIS, Adam/Abby, foot worship
Remember the rules:
-No more than three prompts per fandom.
-No more than five prompts at a time, though after you get one or more of your prompts filled, you are free to leave more.
-No spoilers in your prompts until a week after air date or publication.
-Warn for spoilers in your fic in bold and with at least three spaces above your fic.
Have fun!
Don't forget, if kinks is not your thing, then why not go over to Lonely Prompts and see if any of them would be interesting for you to fill?
tag="kinks"
We end the week with one of my favourite themes - KINKS!
Let us remember that your kink is your kink, and someone else's kink is theirs! Be respectful and we will get on fine! With that said, let's get started with some examples:
Oh, my god, Daniel has a kink - to be spanked by Colonel Jack O'Neill while he's in his uniform in Stargate-1. Guess what? Neal wants to be Peter's slave in White Collar. Adam (CSI:NY) loves to worship Abby's feet (NCIS).
Let's follow the format for prompts:
Stargate-1, Daniel/Jack, spanking & military uniform
White Collar, Neal/Peter, Neal wants to be Peter's slave 24/7
CROSSOVER
CSI:NY/NCIS, Adam/Abby, foot worship
Remember the rules:
-No more than three prompts per fandom.
-No more than five prompts at a time, though after you get one or more of your prompts filled, you are free to leave more.
-No spoilers in your prompts until a week after air date or publication.
-Warn for spoilers in your fic in bold and with at least three spaces above your fic.
Have fun!
Don't forget, if kinks is not your thing, then why not go over to Lonely Prompts and see if any of them would be interesting for you to fill?
tag="kinks"
no subject
Date: 2010-08-12 07:04 pm (UTC)No fic
Date: 2010-08-12 09:59 pm (UTC)Re: No fic
Date: 2010-08-13 02:11 pm (UTC)I think you'll enjoy the second book. The subtext gets really, really blatant.
Dragon Heat
Date: 2010-09-11 10:21 pm (UTC)The fact that Ward was lost in it perplex him. Oreg deduced a dragon in rut used both scent and magic to attract a mate - Ward was too thin-blooded to pick up the scents rolling down the mountain, but he was the first Hurog mage in centuries, and the first Hurogmeten to wear that enraptured expression since then, too.
He wondered whether to disclose the information to Ward, but he held back, smirking slightly whenever he saw Tisala rumpled and glowing. He knew it couldn’t be the distant females – they were too far away, too interested in their mates to waste energy seducing the Hurogmeten from afar.
No, the only dragon ‘in range’ as it were, was him, Oreg. That Ward was reacting to Oreg’s magic suggested Ward didn’t just think of him as a brother.
A few days later, and Ward’s eyes were following him everywhere. He became clumsy, stuttering. If Oreg came too close, said something only mildly suggestive, Ward’s face would show confusion and desire before he’d excuse himself and retreat, the way he walked telling of his reasons.
“All right, that’s it,” snarled Tisala after Ward had retreated for the forth time in one day. “I don’t know what’s going on between you, but it stops, now.”
Oreg bristled at her command and he turned his cool gaze on her. “Can you control your instinct to breath? Believe me, that task is just as easy as controlling what passes between Ward and I, child.”
She only blinked before she smirked and waved a hand in dismissal. “I meant, stop it the other way, brat. He’s not getting any work done like this, and exhausting me. Do us both a favour, Oreg.”
He tilted his head. “You would… allow Ward and I to… satisfy each other? Carnally? I ask as I would hate to misunderstand and wake up impaled on your sword.”
She chuckled and nodded. “Fair enough. Yes, take my place in our marriage bed – on the condition that I may watch.”
Oreg smiled brilliantly and bowed. “My lady… I think we should discover where your husband has fled so we may begin our entertainment.”
She took his arm, and together went in search of the hapless Hurogmeten.
Re: Dragon Heat
Date: 2010-09-12 12:25 am (UTC)