Tuesday's Theme: Toys

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Today's Theme is: TOYS

Who doesn't love toys? From something simple like a pair of clothespins or a shoelace used as a makeshift cock ring to sleek silicone butt plugs and glass dildos to complicated fucking machines and everything in between, bring out your toy prompts!

Please be kind to the code monkeys and remember the posting format: Your Fandom or Crossover, Your Pairing, "Your prompt". One prompt per comment.

Examples:

SGA, John/Rodney, "I built it; it can go all night if I want it to"

Lotrips, Viggo/Bean, "you want to fuck me with what?"


Yes, more than one writer can write to a prompt and yes, you may write something for your own prompt, if you like.

And remember, if nothing here grabs your fancy, you can always head over to the Lonely Prompt List and give a lonely prompt a home.

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[toestastegood.livejournal.com]

Being Human, George/Mitchell, a little too adventurous

Handcuffs and Problems

[guiltyreasons.livejournal.com]

George had never said yes to weird sex before. Mitchell didn't exactly demand for it, but Mitchell did like a level of different that made him somewhat uncomfortable.

Only now it was close to the full moon and he was going crazy. He wanted to try something new to calm the wolf, but doubted it'd work yet Mitchell had been smiling about the idea all day at work.

Now, it was really happening. George was tied to a bed and Mitchell was touching his naked body. He shook a little in delight mixed with shame. What kind of a man was he? Wasn't it bad enough he'd gone for the cliche and fallen in love with his best friend? Now he was a bondage boy, a sissy?

"Do you like that," Mitchell asked through his teeth.

"Yes," George said knowing what this meant to Mitchell. Trust unyielding, George knew what he was a vampire and didn't let himself take control like he wanted. This must have felt really good for Mitchell and George did his best to bare it.

A nuzzle to his inner thigh though broke his hold. He jumped up and his arms lurched forward. The handcuffs around his wrists cut in where the fuzzy bit didn't cover and he felt a pinch. He went still realizing what had happened and just how helpless he was.

Mitchell's eyes went black and he stared up at George's now bleeding wrist. He went up and gently took a lick of the blood and George tensed. He closed his eyes and prayed to whoever was listening. He didn't care about dying, he cared about how Mitchell will hate himself for it. God the man would never get over it.

"Mitchell," he said desperately.

Mitchell's eyes went to his own and held for a moment. They went human again and Mitchell undid the handcuffs and put a hand over the wound to slow the bleeding.

"Maybe a little too adventurous," Mitchell said his self control still hard kept.

"I think it was just the right amount," George said offering forgiveness and understanding without saying the words knowing they would only insult the other.

"Maybe," Mitchell said softly and gave a half smile.

Re: Handcuffs and Problems

[wildchild111.livejournal.com]

I like how this stays true to both characters. Very well done.

Re: Handcuffs and Problems

[guiltyreasons.livejournal.com]

Oh thank you so much. I rather enjoy writing these two.

Re: Handcuffs and Problems

[samueljames]

I really liked this.