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Thursday: On Vacation

My last day... *pout* I shall have to come up with some crazy themes and do this again!

Today's theme is On Vacation.

After yesterday's insanity, our characters really need a break. What do they do to get away from their normal lives?

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

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

Firefly, River, Building sand-castles on the beach
Torchwood/Heroes, Jack/Ianto/Gabriel, A broken stopwatch spoils half their vacation plans

Please remember not to post more than 5 prompts in a row and more than 3 prompts per fandom. If one or more of your prompts are 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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"I'll love you until the end of time." Rose said, sidling up to the Doctor, laying her head on his shoulder.

"Really? Let's go see!" He replied excitedly, but moved away from her to the console of the TARDIS.

"What? Are you joking?"

"No, wouldn't it be lovely to see the end of time? I think it'd be fantastic, Rose!"

Of course, he was a Time Lord, she should've known that he'd take 'until the end of time' literally and want to see it.

What was most disconcerting however was that this was the third time Rose had used the L word, and she had yet to hear it from that alien.

"Why don't you say it?" she asked softly.

"Rose...it's not that simple." His voice sounded pained, but he was still keeping his back to her.

"Why not?"

"Well, Time Lords and humans aren't exactly the most compatible of species."

"What's that got to do with anything?"

"Rose, just trust me when I say it isn't a good idea."

"Fine." She turned on her heels and went further into the TARDIS.

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A bumpy ride later, they ended up floating in total black; no color, no shapes, nothing, like the endless space without the stars, planets, or debris one found when traveling through space and time.

Rose, the Doctor found, was still pissed at him, and avoiding him pretty well.

He flung open the doors and waited for her to show her head, as he knew she would (she was a curious and fragile human after all).

He didn't have to wait long before he heard her shuffling nearer.

"I suppose this is the end of time," she said in a clipped tone.

"Yeah. End of time, end of humans, end of Time Lords, end of everything. No stones, no planets, nothing to indicate there were any civilizations, no way life can ever grow again."

"That's kind of depressing."

"That's kind of the point when things, things you've become accustomed to, things you see every day, come to an end. All that's left is this...nothingness."

Rose was smart enough to know that there was subtext underlying in this whole spiel about things ending.

She came to stand next to him, slowly going for his hand. "But, if everything is just going to end, wouldn't it be better to not have any regrets when it does?"

"You think you'd have regrets?"

"Yes, most definitely. Wouldn't you?"

"I don't know, Rose. When you live as long as I have, regrets seem better than broken hearts."

And there wasn't anything else she could say to that. When she really thought about it, maybe he did know what he was talking about. Compared to him, she didn't know anything, compared to him, she had hardly begun to live.

Yet, she kept his hand in hers.

Good thinking, Jared! *lol* *pets Joven*

So bittersweet and sad.

Oooh, caretaking Jared! That fits, that really fits. *loves*

*singsongs* Sooomeones jeeeealoussssss.... *g*

Doctor Who, Rose/Ten, Barcelona

Charmed, Piper/Leo, Second Honeymoon.

Doctor Who, Donna/Ten (Friendship or more, author's choice), Donna takes the Doctor somewhere where he can heal from the events of Midnight.

Doctor Who, Nine/Rose, Woman Wept

Very teenager :) Nicely done!

Aww... so cute! :) I hope they are not gonna freak too bad when they realise they are like an old married couple already :p

totally awesomesauce!!

Love this so much... if we prompt, will you write more?? *begs*

This was awesome!! I love the entire plot, but all the little details are what made it really work. Especially the ogre king liking the princess's shiny hair.

Thanks so much for this! :)

[sorry I missed this yesterday, I was in transit. Schmoopy but no porn.]

They sat together on the edge of the cliff, staring out over the pristine rainforest. Their little moon was completely quiet save for the sounds of animals in the forest and the Ship blowing off steam contentedly. They were on a blanket, actual cloth not Alec's robe, drying off after swimming in the crater lake. Absently, Eliot licked a drop of water off Alec's shoulder, and Alec playfully shoved him back. The tussled for a minute, then settled back, trading long kisses.

They surfaced for air in time to watch the sun set over the forest, heat rising up from the trees into the cool night air. Alec bumped his shoulder into Eliot's.

"You like it?"

Eliot closed his eyes, letting the feelings wash over him. Nothing but his husband, his ship, and miles of wilderness with no Tech in sight. Over the Link the Lieutenant running the operation against the Count's men who were nominally in control of the moon reported that the base camp had been successfully taken.

Eliot pulled Alec into a hug.

"It's perfect."

Mmm, so sweet. (And HA, take that count!)

Kudos on another great one :D

Lol! Crack FTW! hehehe, this is funny. XD

"And what in hell are these?" Tony held up the offending item between thumb and forefinger, frowing at Gibbs who merely shrugged as he pulled on a loose tee shirt over his shorts.

"Speedos," Gibbs offered. "You said you had nothing for the pool and that was the best the hotel could offer - you don't like 'em, you can go butt naked."

"Hah! I'm not wearing a speedo!" Tony groused. "Speedos went out with the arc and sky blue with red and yellow stripes are so *not* me."

"So it's butt naked then - suits me." Gibbs collected up his book, shades and draped a towel around his neck. "You coming?"

"You'd really want me ass out?"

"I'd love it, but can't see hotel security likin' it."

"Which is why," Tony gave his lover a shit eating grin. "I headed downstairs and picked these up in the lobby shop. "Dolce & Gabbanna - two hundred and eighty five bucks - and guaranteed to leave a certain Silver Fox begging for more."

"They're just swimshorts, DiNozzo."

"Swimshorts yes, but so much more."

"Yeah?"

"Oh yeah, and I'll prove it. Give me two seconds then come into the bathroom."

Gibbs was bemused, curious but bemused. He followed the younger man and watched him step into the shower. Lifting the shower head off the catch, Tony sluiced himself down with warm water, letting it run in enticing rivulets all over his body but paying special attention to his groin.

The swimshorts were black, figure hugging deliciously around an already hardening cock and when Tony turned around, the material merely served to accentuate his tight, peachy butt.

Gibbs' tongue snaked out to lick at suddenly dry lips while his entire body tried desperately to ignore the raging hard on going on his own shorts. "DiNozzo - " he began, suprised to hear his voice had risen an octave.

Damn the man was so fucking hot when he was wet - and Tony knew it. He stood there, head slightly lowered and tilted to one side, lips parted slightly as he blinked slowly - a hand already teasing his thrumming cock as he let loose a low groan before letting his head drop back while his hand began to move faster, more urgently.

"What the hell," Gibbs murmured. "Show him off poolside or fuck him in the shower - looks like the pool can wait."

As the afterglow began to fade and the chill of the room began to settle over her, Claire pulls the sheets up over her body and looks around the darkened room. It's all familiar to her now, enough so that even though she can't see well with the lights off, she can identify the things around her. She continues to scan the room, not quite tired enough to sleep yet, and her eyes fall on the woman in bed with her.

Adelle is laying on her side and watching her, a calm interest in her eyes that the doctor only ever sees when they're alone like this. "What are you thinking about?" the older woman asks, keeping her steady gaze on her partner's eyes. Claire can't help but smile. "Just about how this room feels safe now. Familiar."

Adelle smiles back and moves in closer, draping an arm over Claire's waist. "Well, you do end up here fairly frequently now."

"Yes. It used to frighten me, though. Being here in the dark, not knowing what the shadows were. But it got better."

Adelle pauses before speaking again, choosing her words carefully and studying her lover's face. "That's true of everything, you know. Many things aren't as frightening as they seem when they're still strange to you." Claire doesn't respond, and after another moment the older woman pushes on. "I just mean that you should get out more. See the world while you can. You have vacation time, you ought to use it."

The young physician tenses, eyes shifting to avoid her partner's gaze. "I don't think I want to go anywhere else."

"You didn't think you'd want to come here, either." Adelle sighs, rubbing circles against Claire's hip with her thumb. "I'm sorry. I just worry about you."

Claire falls quiet, so quiet that Adelle might have thought she'd fallen asleep if it weren't for the tense feeling in the air. But finally she speaks again, tentatively, as if she's afraid of the answer. "Come with me?"

A smile breaks through the worry on the older woman's face, and she tightens her arm around the doctor's waist and presses a kiss to her shoulder before closing her eyes and resting her cheek against her lover's skin. "Always."

This is so cute. And the idea of Adelle watching Claire is made more adorable by her icy front. Thank you! ♥

Hope you like this. I actually tried to spend a bit of time on this, although I must admit I was somewhat influenced by Emma's fic flurries which is one of my faves. I already did a cabin fic on my LJ but wanted to do something snow filled!! Anyway, enough rambling, hope you like.

“Have I said thank you for this?” Charlie asked as he gazed out of the window at the snow covered landscape.

"Oh, only one or two ...dozen...times," came the warm amused voice of the dark haired man from behind him.

Don smiled affectionately as Charlie turned towards him, smiling brighter than the sun on the snow outside their cabin. He wrapped his arms around Charlie’s waist and drew him closer, bringing his brother in tight against his body.

"Well thank you again," Charlie smiled, nuzzling into the juncture of Don’s neck and shoulder, inhaling the clean, masculine scent that was purely Don.

"Love you, Charlie," Don growled softly.

“I should hope so too,” Charlie replied, before laughing and arching away as Don’s fingers jabbed him in his ribs. “Okay, okay, I love you too.”

“That’s better,” Don said, then pulled Charlie in tighter for a soft kiss.

This weekend was going to be great. Don had been offered loan of the cabin from an old college friend and had jumped at the chance for some alone time with Charlie. They would have two full days at the cabin, long enough to recharge their batteries.

The cabin had a small kitchen, bathroom, bedroom and a cozy living room all on one floor. In the living room, a comfy sofa sat in front of a beautiful, large real fire. Don's smile widened at the thought of the space between the sofa and fire. He had quite definite plans for that space after dinner.

"Let's go outside," Charlie begged, turning his big brown eyes on the older man. “I want to play in the snow.”

"My brother...the big kid," Don laughed, but he knew he was powerless to resist those big eyes.

"Come on," Charlie added, his eyes darkening even further. "I promise, I'll make it worth your while later," he said huskily.

"Well, in that case," Don laughed swatting Charlie’s ass.

~

For a while they were simply content to walk in the snow and take in the clean air and noise free environment until Charlie ran ahead of Don and began a snowball fight, laughing as his first shot hit his brother square in the face.

Don won by sneaking up on Charlie and shaking a snow covered tree, that had covered his brother and made him look like a snowman.

Don helped brush off the snow from Charlie’s face and hair and then enveloped him in a quick hug.

"Want you, Charlie." Don's voice was a rough caress of warm air into Charlie's ear.

Don felt the slender body tremble and knew it had nothing to do with the frosty landscape all around them.

"Out here?" Charlie asked. He wanted Don, but gazed around wide-eyed at the thought of making love where they stood.

"We can’t, Charlie," Don said pulling back from his brother. “It’s too big a risk, I want to, but I just meant we should head back.”

“Tell me Don, if we could. Tell me how you would take me.”

“If we could…” Don stared into Charlie’s eyes, “…I would take you in my arms and kiss you. Hard and deep, my tongue wrapping around yours, hot and wet in your mouth. I’d rub your cock through your jeans; get you nice and hard for me, little brother.”

Charlie moaned softly and Don noted with satisfaction the way that Charlie’s eyes had darkened with desire.

“Then what Don?”

“Then I’d push you up against that tree, Charlie,” Don continued, his voice husky and low, ”I’d have you spread wide, hands on the trunk, just like I was going to frisk you. I’d reach round, unzip your jeans and pull them down your thighs with your briefs. You’d like that Charlie, the cold air all around your hard cock, mmm?”

“Yeah, I’d like that. Would you touch me, Donny? Would you wrap your fingers around me and make me come for you?”

"Yes I’d touch you, but not there. I’d stroke the skin on your ass, spread your cheeks, then press my cold finger up inside you, make you moan for me. I’d give you my hand, let you taste yourself, let you suck on my fingers, get them nice and wet then thrust them back inside you, all warm and tight."

Charlie panted softly as Don’s sin rich voice caused heat to pool in his groin.

“I’d twist my fingers, curl them inside of you, make you scream for more and then, when you begged me, I’d unzip my pants, and press my hard, aching, dripping cock right up inside you, and I’d fuck you until the only words you’d remember would be faster, harder, deeper and my name.”

Charlie grabbed hold of Don’s arm and pulled him along as he practically broke into a run towards the cabin.

"We need to get back," Charlie's voice was rough with arousal, “like, right now.”

Don laughed as he let himself be dragged along by his brother and thought about the little space in front of the fireplace.

Yeah, this definitely was going to be a great weekend.

~

Yay! Thank you! I love it when Charlie's told what will happen (or would happen). One of my favorite things! It's lovely, thank you!

Very glad you liked it:)

She knows: what she builds will crumble. Not yet, but soon the water will rise, inching up, dragging down and laying claim. The moat will fill, the towers fall, this castle come to sand. She doesn’t mind, it’s ebb and flow, the ocean’s pulse, she makes it pretty while it lasts, a bridge, there, and crenelations, an escape route for princesses with the will and rope. Salt is in her hair, grains between her toes and her clothes are dirty, her fingers smudged, crusty, like the beach-picked shells in her pocket, before she brushed them and blew. She’ll brush her hands clean too, when she’s done, cross her legs and watch the waves crash, basking in the moment she’s caught.

This is brilliant! Exactly what I needed to hear these days.. thank you!

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