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Hello everyone, it's

cala_jane again, I hope you're ready for more.

To make my Guest Host gig end with a bang, I'm putting girls in charge today. Strong girls, authority figures, badass chicks who take what they want. Girls in charge of space ships, military bases or Slayer Armies. Making sure their every order is obeyed. Use of whips and handcuffs highly encuraged.

Please think about our wonderful codemonkeys and use the correct format (the second is for crossovers).

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

For example:
BtVS, Faith/Wes, now YOU listen
Supernatural, Ruby/Lilith, masterplan

And remember to post no more than 5 prompts in a row, no more than 3 prompts per fandom per person. If a prompt is answered, you can prompt again later in the day.

If you don't see anything you like, you can always Adopt a Lonely Prompt.

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It was Kirk's turn with Uhura tonight, and as his hands slid up her bare chest she arched against him. Spock pressed firm kisses down her spine, his hands trailing up her body after Kirk's. Kirk's hands reached around her back, and from the jerk she felt from her captain, it appeared Spock had bit him gently, and not in a sensual way. Spock's hands brushed Kirk's aside, and Kirk fought back, nudging Spock's hands back until they were pressing so hard against her it hurt.

"Enough!" she gasped finally, disentangling herself from both of them and moving to the far end of the bed. They looked at her in confusion. She folded her arms over her breasts. "You said you would make this work. You said you were okay with each other. You said you would be good with it," she accused. They cast a cautious glance between them. "You're fighting over me. This isn't a relationship. You're taking turns with me and I won't have it. Tonight, you have sex without me." Both of them paled. "While I watch," she added primly.

"That is not what we agreed to when entering into this arrangment," Spock pointed out carefully, swallowing as Uhura raised an eyebrow. "We did agree that the captain and I would not attempt to bludgeon each other to death for your affections."

"Ah! I only said I wouldn't kick you out of bed," Kirk said quickly, putting a hand up. "And I wouldn't take up all the covers."

"Enough!" Uhura threw out her hands. "If you don't start having sex I will leave this room and go find Sulu and Chekov. At least they can handle a halfway decent threesome." She whipped her hair into a quick, messy bun and sat back, waiting. Kirk flicked his eyes to meet Spock's, and slowly, carefully leaned on his arms and pressed his mouth to Spock's. The Vulcan closed his eyes and allowed himself to be manuvered onto his back, arms stretched over his head by one of Kirk's hands. Uhura watched rapturously the trails Kirk's hands made on Spock's body, mimicking the motions on her own skin.

Kirk's hand worked its way into Spock's trousers as his lips pressed against the first officer's throat. Spock let out the slightest gasp, and Uhura nearly came right there. That little sound was what always drove her over the edge. She pressed her fingers against her own entrance. "Jim," Spock breathed.

"I gotcha," Kirk whispered against Spock's skin. Uhura watched as Spock closed his eyes and tipped his head back slightly, indicating that he had orgasmed. She sighed gently, her own climax rolling through her as she pulled her fingers out. Kirk reclaimed his hand and carefully licked it clean in full view of both of them. Spock raised an eyebrow.

"Vulcan semen is a powerful aphrodesiac to humans," Spock commented mildly. Kirk froze. Uhura laughed.

"Well, not sex, but we'll get you there. Come here, Captain, let me help you with that." She climbed into Kirk's lap as Spock, satiated, watched with one hand on Uhura's thigh.