Monday - Pop culture

[darling-lisa.livejournal.com]

*waves*

Hi! I'm Lisa (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!

Comments

[myinkyfingers.livejournal.com]

This is mine too... it was a very boring day at work...

You Think You're a Man..., Merlin, Arthur/Merlin - 1/2

[entropynchaos.livejournal.com]

I'm posting this in answer to this comment so you actually get it! *smishes* Although possibly this is not what you had in mind for this prompt. Uhm...


"You think you're a man,
But you are only a boy,
You think you're a man,
You are only a toy.
You think you're a man,
But you just couldn't see -
You weren't man enough to satisfy me."


He tries so hard to satisfy Arthur, although he puts up the greatest pretence of his life - moaning and complaining whenever Arthur adds yet another task to his list of chores. Merlin's lucky he has Gwen, really - she took him aside during his second week of service to the crown prince and quietly informed him of all the other people he was supposed to pass tasks off on. After all, she'd said, both of them were of a level of importance - chief maid/manservant to Uther's ward and his son - and no one expected her to lug eight buckets of hot water up the winding flights of stone stairs for Morgana's bath or to pick and dry the rushes for the floor of Morgana's chamber herself.

And yet Arthur is never satisfied, even now that Merlin's passed the laundry off to the laundresses, and the cleaning off to the scullery maids, and the care of Arthur's horses off to the stable...although he prepares and cooks Arthur's food himself and he takes care of Arthur's mail and armour himself - it's not that he doesn't trust the cooks and kitchen boys and armourers, it's just. Well. It's Arthur, isn't it?

But still Arthur finds fault, and Merlin is always the one to take the brunt of it. And it's annoying and teeth-grinding inducing and Merlin's just about had enough.

So when Arthur prods at the pile of clean shirts that Merlin's trying to put away with a disdainful sneer, Merlin snaps. In seconds, Arthur's pinned on his back to his bed, his clothes rapidly unravelling and unweaving themselves off his body.

It's only when Merlin catches sight of Arthur's wide eyes as he advances on him that he realises just what he's done, and he releases Arthur at once, lowering his hand and backing away.

Arthur sits up slowly, looking not a little dazed, and Merlin bites at his bottom lip to stop himself from talking, sure that he could only make it worse at this rate.

"That..." Arthur says, and then stops, looking down at what used to be his second-best pair of woolen trousers and a rather fine linen shirt. Now, though, they're little more than scraps of material hanging off him, and Merlin looks to the floor under his feet to keep from staring quite so openly. "Merlin..." Arthur tries again, and he sounds. Different. Voice deep and rough all of a sudden, and Merlin looks up, meets Arthur's eyes dark with lust instead of confusion and betrayal, and thinks 'Oh...'

Right, then.

Cont. below

You Think You're a Man..., Merlin, Arthur/Merlin - 2/2

[entropynchaos.livejournal.com]

Slowly, waiting for Arthur to stop this at any second, Merlin raises his hand again, feeling the magic rushing through him, and he pins Arthur back against the mattress, holding him spread-eagled as he advances, keeping him like that as he climbs on the end of the bed and crawls up.

"Please..." Arthur whispers, straining against the impossible, invisible hold, and Merlin leans down just enough to brush his mouth over Arthur's, smiling at the moan it gets him when he pulls back. "The door..." Arthur gasps, and Merlin waves a careless hand in the right direction, hearing the lock turn and the bar fall into place for good measure.

"Tell me," Merlin orders, and Arthur clenches his eyes tight shut, even as he tries to buck his hips up against Merlin's heat.

"Anything, Merlin, please," Arthur whines as Merlin wraps a hand around his cock, stroking just so but not enough, apparently, and Merlin leans down to lick at Arthur's mouth, taking a kiss when Arthur opens for him, under him, and he thrills at the rush of power that elicts.

He's not sure, afterwards, where the oil came from, but his fingers are slick, and Arthur's legs are spread wide, and Merlin slides first one, then two fingers inside, scissoring them and stretching Arthur, opening him up. Arthur's breath is coming quicker, now, and Merlin stares at the prince's face - eyes shut, mouth open and Arthur's so needy, opening so easily around Merlin's fingers, and he barely pauses to slick himself up with the remaining oil on his hand before he slides in, releasing Arthur's legs and encouraging him to wrap them around his waist as Arthur bucks under him, asking for more, for anything, for everything Merlin could ever give him.

It's hot and tight - hotter and tighter than Merlin could ever have imagined - and he goes faster, harder, unable to stop himself from taking Arthur like Arthur's begging him to. Arthur's arms are still pinned, stretched over his head, and Merlin leans down, pressing Arthur nearly in two to claim a kiss and Arthur sobs his need into it...

"Never knew," Arthur says afterwards, sleepily, after Merlin has slid out and released Arthur and cleaned them both up. "Never knew you had such power..."

Then he's asleep, and Merlin pulls the prince into his arms and moves in close and smiles to himself as he falls off to sleep as well.

Re: You Think You're a Man..., Merlin, Arthur/Merlin - 2/2

[myinkyfingers.livejournal.com]

*flails*
OMG, you've deded me
so HOT and awesome
*dies*

Re: You Think You're a Man..., Merlin, Arthur/Merlin - 2/2

[entropynchaos.livejournal.com]

*giggles* Glad you liked it - even if it deded you! *twirls*

Re: You Think You're a Man..., Merlin, Arthur/Merlin - 2/2

[myinkyfingers.livejournal.com]

and to be honest.... I really don't know what I was thinking... if anything at all.

But this is TOTALLY on the button!!!