Thursday Spooktacular

[idiosyncratic.livejournal.com]

Due to personal matters, our lovely host for the week, meredevachon, is unable to put up today's theme, so I've agreed to take care of it for her.  It's her theme, so all credit goes to her, and hopefully she can make it back to finish up the week tomorrow.  :)


I hope y'all had fun with yesterday's celebration of Leverage porniness. There were some great prompts and even better responses.

But today is Thursday, and that means it's time for a new theme.

In honor of Supernatural returning tonight, we're going with Vampires and things that bump in the night.  That means vampires, werewolves, ghosts, etc., either canon or AU, so go wild with it!

And it's not limited to Supernatural.  Any fandom (or original), any pairing/grouping, any prompt. Crossovers are absolutely welcome, and perfect for this one.



Remember to format your prompts as follows:

For single fandom: Fandom, pairing, word/phrase
Example: Lotrips, Karl/Orlando, surprise

For a Crossover: Fandom/Fandom, pairing, word/phrase
Example: SPN/Buffy, Dean/Faith, leather



And don't forget, there are still plenty of lonely prompts if the creepy and spooky isn't your thing.

Comments

[badfalcon.livejournal.com]

Christian grunts, his whole body vibrating with need. He looks back over his shoulder; his eyes dark and his lips red, swollen and parted as he watches Steve coating his cock with lube. "Please," he whispers, wings beating a soft rhythm in the air between them. "Steve..."

Steve looks up, meets his eyes and gasps as all the air suddenly floods the room. He crawls forward, between Christian's legs and wings, braces himself on one shoulder and, placing a kiss to the bottom of his Christian's neck, guides his cock in; slowly, surely until he's fully sheathed, both men panting. "Fuck."

"Move," Christian groans, shuddering when Steve runs a hand down the centre of his back before gripping his hips and doing just that.

"Yeah..." Steve's grip shifts, one hand sliding round to stroke Christian's cock on alternate thrusts; Christian whimpering as he rocks back against Steve. "Fuck..." He jerks at the first brush of Christian's wings to his sides; a wordless moan as he's surrounded by wall of feathers. He bends over Christian, trailing his tongue down his back

"Fuck!" Another tremor wracked Christian, his back arching and his wings quivering, beating a gentle breeze around them as he bucked and rocked against Steve. A constant litany of wordless moans and grunts tumbling from his lips; Steve gasping and panting his name and then he was coming, Steve slumping down on top of him with wings wrapped around him, holding them both safe and tight.

[havenward.livejournal.com]

::incoherent love::

[honeyjojames.livejournal.com]

You're determined to kill me with teh hot today, huh?
*thud*