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Hi! I'm Lisa ([livejournal.com profile] raggedy_edge) and I'm going to be your guest host for this week. I hope we have some fun. :)

To start things off, I thought we might play around with pop culture. Its a pretty wide sandbox to play in, so I thought it would be the perfect Monday theme to ease us into the week. Basically you are only limited by what has been released to the masses... movies, songs, books, television, celebrity catch phrases... its all fair game.

Please just make sure to be format your prompts correctly ie:

Fandom, Pairing, Prompt
Fandom1/Fandom2, Pairing, Prompt

An example of today's theme might be:

Leverage, Eliot/author's choice, "somebody has a case of the monday's" (Office Space)

Also, please remember to leave just one prompt per comment, and don't forget if you happen to think up a response to your own prompt, you are more than welcome to answer it.

Finally, if nothing strikes your fancy in today's theme, there are always the Lonely Prompt indexes waiting for your loving attention!

Ok, thats it for now, have fun!

Date: 2009-04-13 02:11 pm (UTC)
ext_8208: (MERLIN: Merlin/Arthur Destiny)
From: [identity profile] merihn.livejournal.com
Merlin, Merlin/Arthur/Lancelot, As you wish.
From: [identity profile] entropynchaos.livejournal.com
Arthur lounges back in his chair. He's grinning, he knows it, but really. With Merlin on his knees in front of him, naked and with Arthur's own coat of arms engraved on the pendant hanging about his neck? Well, he's got a lot to grin about, hasn't he?

And he has a suprise for his lover - because sometimes Merlin can be so very good, folding down obediantely to his knees when Arthur gives him no more than a look, eyes flooding molten as he vanishes his clothes from his body while Arthur watches, that pleased little grin on his face when Arthur can't help but gasp his name...

There's a knock at the door - his visitor, Merlin's present - and Merlin looks up, a little of the dazed acceptance fading from his eyes as he struggles back to now and reality, but Arthur just runs a hand through Merlin's hair from forehead to the nape of the man's neck, and Merlin settles against his chair, gaze falling again as Arthur calls 'Enter'.

But, oh! How Merlin's breath quickens when he realises it's Lancelot who's entered and barred the door behind himself - Lancelot, who's now standing there more than a little gobsmacked, staring at Merlin kneeling at Arthur's feet, and Arthur's grin grows just a little more.

"Merlin," he says, drawling out the name just to feel Merlin shiver under his hand. "Why don't you go welcome our guest properly?"

Merlin swallows, pushes his head into Arthur's touch just briefly, and then nods.

"As you wish, Arthur," he says, voice low and rough with arousal, and he starts to get to his feet, Arthur's fingers taking the opportunity to slide over as much of that unbelievably white skin as possible in passing. He walks, quietly, smoothly, over to Lancelot and folds himself down to the floor again, reaching for Lancelot's belt buckle.

From his chair, Arthur watches, watches as Lancelot's shocked look fades to one of deep arousal, watches as Merlin frees Lancelot from his breeches and Lancelot rests too-careful hands on Merlin's head, not guiding him, and Arthur's going to have to speak to him about that because Merlin likes it a little rough, sometimes, and tonight is one of those nights.

It's obvious Lancelot won't push, though, so Arthur gets to his feet and walks over, reaching down a hand to pet and soothe Merlin when the younger man looks up automatically at his approach, so obviously thinking he's done something wrong.

Far from it.

Arthur pulls Lancelot towards him, demands and takes a kiss as is his due, and then urges Merlin to his feet with a light tugging on his hair, and Merlin comes up, standing next to them.

"Go turn down the bed and prepare yourself," Arthur tells him, and leans in to take that pink, full mouth in a kiss that's more demanding than the one he took from Lancelot, because Merlin will give Arthur everything - the moon and the sun and the stars and the whole of Albion, should Arthur desire it - and Arthur wants...

Cont. below
From: [identity profile] entropynchaos.livejournal.com
Cont. from above


Then he shoves Merlin gently towards the bed and Merlin goes, rousing himself just enough to flash a cheeky grin over his shoulder, and Arthur can't help but grin back, even as he starts to tug at Lancelot's surcoat and doublet and shirt, wanting bare skin, now, thank you. And he turns Lancelot when the other man's finally naked, crowds up close behind him and reaches around to lazily fist Lancelot's cock while they watch Merlin open himself, stretching himself for them, bottom lip caught between his teeth, eyes screwed shut, skin already sheening with desire-sweat in the candle and firelight, his legs spread, and there's nothing Arthur wants more than to go over there and replace Merlin's fingers with his tongue and teeth, licking and nipping and sucking, and then sinking in to that hottightheat with Merlin's legs wrapped around him, urging him deeper and harder and oh gods, now Arthur!

He whispers everything he wants, everything he's done, going to do, thinking of doing, in Lancelot's ear, tells him how he tied Merlin to the bed that one time, worked him up to the very edge of arousal over and over until Merlin couldn't even speak, couldn't even move, just lay there and begged with eyes so dazed and far away as Arthur took him, making it last as long as he could, and then how Merlin curled up against his side afterwards, pushing his mouth against Arthur's neck.

And Lancelot moans, and Arthur chuckles and moves them both towards the bed where Merlin's waiting for them.
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From: [identity profile] merihn.livejournal.com
NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH *DED*

Holy shit. THat was juuuuuuust. *dies*
From: [identity profile] entropynchaos.livejournal.com
*revives* Take it easy, sweetie. More yet to come! XD

Well, you prompted it!
ext_8208: (Default)
From: [identity profile] merihn.livejournal.com
Moar? I dunno how I'm going to survive it. Nnngh.
From: [identity profile] asimaiyat.livejournal.com
how... do you... do that? I mean, with the words... and the pretty...

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