Thursday: Kinks

[langstonlover.livejournal.com]

Howdy, everyone, and happy Thursday from langstonlover! Lol today's theme will be Kinks. Now I could probably explain this, but I'm guessin' ya'll already know what this means Lol Anything goes as long as involves some sort of link in some way. Have fun, guys :)

The rules still haven't changed:

- No more than five prompts in a row.

- No more than three prompts in the same fandom.

- No spoilers in prompts.

- If your fill contains spoilers, warn and leave plenty of space.

Prompts should be formatted as follows:

Fandom, Character+/Character, Prompt

Here's my examples

Young Guns, Dirty Steve/Chavez, Steve's fetishes are even dirtier than he is

Leverage, Eliot/Quinn, Eliot's cowboy kink

Angel, Angel/Lindsey, roleplay

Comments

[langstonlover.livejournal.com]

Young Guns, Dirty Steve/Chavez, Steve's fetishes are even dirtier than he is

[langstonlover.livejournal.com]

Leverage, Eliot/Quinn, Eliot's cowboy kink

[lasairfhiona.livejournal.com]

Eliot smiled when Quinn walk in. The blond's jeans were tight fitting, the boots he wore were scuffed and had definitely seen some use. The rodeo buckle shiny but worn. The denim shirt worn as well, and the hat had seen better days. Quinn had pushed just about everyone of his buttons. He was from Oklahoma and had always had a thing for cowboys.

His cock pressed against the buttons of his jeans and when Quinn was within reach he shoved his lover against the wall and claimed his mouth, kissing him brutally and smiling when his lover flipped their positions and slipped a leg between his. Riding Quinn's leg, Eliot smiled when he heard Quinn groan. His smile got broader when Quinn pulled back and tugged Eliot toward a dark corner of the Country bar they were supposed to be surveilling. He needed to deal with his 'problem' before he could concentrate on the job at hand and having Quinn's lips around his cock was just the ticket.

[langstonlover.livejournal.com]

Angel, Angel/Lindsey, roleplay

[daria234.livejournal.com]

MCU, Steve/Bucky, one of them loves being totally submissive for a very gentle, careful, dom

Fill - "Believe" - MCU, Steve/Bucky, NC-17 Part 1/2

[jaune-chat.livejournal.com]

Bucky told Steve he couldn't be that. He'd been either an unstoppable engine of death or a passive shell for decades, a product of whatever they put in him. He couldn’t possibly be trusted with anyone, and particularly not with Steve. He couldn’t risk hurting him, no matter what they wanted.

Steve has none of Bucky’s excuses. "You're better than that."

That's the thing about Steve, why Bucky was, is friends with him, why the Howling Commandos followed him into HYDRA's bases when he rescued them in a dancing outfit with a sheet of scrap metal. Because when Steve believes in you, he does it with his whole heart, and you can't help but believe it too.

And when they wanted to be something more, something different, something that could fit with everything they’d gone through, Steve believed in them.

Bucky couldn’t say no.

That’s how they ended up with Steve naked in front of him, every piece of clothing taken off neatly, folded on the bed, one tantalizing piece at a time. Bucky just leaned back in the embrace of a soft, comfortable chair, drinking in a sight better than anything else in the world.

“You’re beautiful,” he said softly. And Steve blushed, because after everything he had been through, he didn’t truly believe that. Bucky believed, and a thread of strength, strong as the metal that made up a quarter of his body, touched his heart. He crooked a shining finger and Steve stood right in front him, hard and wanting. He reached up to touch that hard, flat stomach, trembling under his hand, and moved to cup Steve’s waist. The barest of pressure and Steve knelt.

Bucky swallowed, but kept it quiet. The trust in Steve’s eyes was enough to make a man feel he deserved this. Bucky moved his flesh hand to touch Steve’s head, stroke through the short, gold strands, then cup his cheek and jaw.

[daria234.livejournal.com]

Arrow, Oliver/Diggle or Slade or Tommy, okay we'll try it once

[daria234.livejournal.com]

MCU or Agents of SHIELD, any/any, spanking

Fill--Agents of SHIELD, Coulson/Ward (with bonus Daddy Kink)

[czarina-kitty.livejournal.com]

“Agent Ward, you left this in the training room.” Coulson is wearing his trademark bland expression, the distinctive slap of leather against skin is obvious when he pauses. “Unusual choice of weapon, one I don’t remember seeing any mention of in your training records

Ward can’t take his eyes off the paddle in Coulson’s hands but does manage to suppress the shudder in his voice. “No, sir. I’ve never…trained with that.”

“And you were hoping for what? A private lesson from Agent May?”

“I think you’ve misunderstood, sir.”

“I don’t think so. The way I see it, you lied when you told me it that you and May were never together on the bus. You left this for her to find, looking to be bent over mommy’s knee.”

“No, sir. It isn’t like that.”

“Can’t say it isn’t a popular fantasy among the alpha males. There was a time when I would have considered it myself.”

“No, sir, you’ve misunderstood. It’s not… mommy’s knee I’m interested in being across.”

“Is that so?”

“Yes…daddy.”

“You know me feelings on personal relationships within the team?”

“Yes, sir, you’ve been very clear on that point.”

“Then I think.” Coulson paused to flip the paddle in his hand. “We should continue this conversation in my office, Agent Ward. We have some training issues to discuss.”

[daria234.livejournal.com]

Any, any/any, two characters try roleplay but one is kind of fannish about it, wanting to get into all the details and have long conversations etc., and the other wants the roleplay to lead right into sex

[daria234.livejournal.com]

Haven or MCU or Arrow or Chuck, any slash pairing, Character A is always submissive, except with Character B who brings out his dominant side

[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

Fullmetal Alchemist, Edward/Winry, Blindfolded and tied to the bed

[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

Burn Notice, Michael/Fi, "No guns in the bed, Fi."

[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

Fullmetal Alchemist, Winry/Edward, She takes note of his oral fixation

[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

Labyrinth, Sarah/Male Character, She has this...costume kink. Yeah. Let's call it that.

[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

BtVS, Buffy/Angel, She'd never tell him how much fighting turns her on

[amai-kaminari.livejournal.com]

Any, Any, shower/bath

[lasairfhiona.livejournal.com]

Horatio stood under the shower, head tipped, letting the water flow freely over his head and down his shoulders until the blood was washed away and the water ran clean. He wanted to make sure everything was put to right and cleaned up when Trip got home. His lover always fussed more than necessary when he got hurt.

Glad for the fact they had an on demand hot water supply that never ran out. He planned to stay under the hot water until all his aches and pains dissipated. Grabbing for the shampoo, he scrubbed it into his hair, it stung a little but at least he knew the head wound was clean and other than being a little sore and having a headache, he'd be in the clear. Moving a little closer, he braced his arms on the wall, under the shower head and let the water run down his back. The cool air from the open window and door countered the heat and steam rising from the shower.

The arms wrapping around his waist surprised him. He thought he had a little longer before Trip got home. He'd planned to be dressed and his headache half gone by the time his lover got home from the marina. "What are you doing home so early?"

"I got a phone call. Said you'd been hurt and would need someone to keep an eye on you."

"Who called you?" He asked wanting to know who the traitor on his team was.

"I'm not telling," Trip answered, "but I'm glad they did. Now I get to baby you and take care of you."

"I don't need babying. I got hit in the head. It's not like I got shot," Horatio protested.

"I promise you will like this," Trip purred.

Horatio shivered at the sound of Trip’s voice in his ear. What his lover could do to him with just a few words and his tone of voice. "Oh?"

He could feel Trip's smile against his skin. "Yeah..."

"Oh..." he sighed as he felt Trips hands begin to caress his chest. One hand combing through his chest hair and the other hand drifting lower to cup his semi-hard cock. He sighed as Trip's hands played his body. Winding him up until he felt like he could come just from Trip's hands touching him, caressing him. "Please," he whispered needing to come.

"Soon," Trip whispered.

[amai-kaminari.livejournal.com]

Any, Any, enthusiastically consensual rape fantasy

(No actual non-con, please?)

FILLED!

[nanoks.livejournal.com]

He’s a fucked up man, a thief and a killer, and he takes pleasure in pain. Taking the virginity of a vulnerable shy 18-year-old boy is sweet as sin. His victim screams and begs for mercy as he thrusts into him, and he ignores the cries of terror as he rapes the boy. He fucks him raw, moaning at the sensation of his thick dick incased in the heat of the boy’s tight hole. He takes what he wishes as the boy writes in pain underneath him, the boy still struggling to get free even though it’s useless. The tears are sweet, like icing on the cake. He chuckles darkly as his cock rams inside the boy, ripping him open.

It’s over sooner than he would like; his balls pull up tight to his body and he creams, and when his arm tightens around the boy's shoulder, pinning him down harder, the boys scream into his skin, crying in pain and fear, thighs quivering and trying to close to keep him out.

Palming the boy’s hip and digging his nails into the freckled skin, Jared gives a few last deep thrust, ridding out his orgasm and delighting in the pained squeals of the boy. He stills, and reaches a hand between the bed and the boy, feeling a creamy damp spot on the sheets. Oh how sinful, the boy came as he was being assaulted. Jared grins twisted; he likes that very much. He takes a few deep breaths, centering himself, and then he lets his character go. He’s no longer the ‘rapist’. He’s himself.

He can feel Jensen, ‘the boy, the victim’ still shivering underneath him and crying. He presses a soft kiss to the Jensen’s temple, helping to soothe him and bring him out of the fantasy. One kiss doesn’t do it; Jensen is still lost in play and still sobbing. Jared presses tender kisses to Jensen’s neck as he lovingly whispers, “Jensen…Jensen, baby, come back now. Play time is over. Let it go, sweetheart. Come on, baby angel.” He kisses Jensen’s temple, and this time, he feels the change in his lover’s body language as Jensen lets himself return from the realm of play.

A deep sigh and Jensen goes lax on the bed. He’s himself, no longer his character. He turns his head enough to look Jared in the eye as his boyfriend blankets his back with his body. He smiles blissfully, fucked out and sore, but aching in the best way.

“Hey there, beautiful,” Jared whispers, sweet and loving, which makes Jensen blushes adorably. He kisses Jensen’s freckled cheek softly, nuzzling the flushed skin. “You with me now, baby?”

Jensen nods and groans blissfully, aching under Jared. There is a deep bone ache in his body and it’s warm and soft and comfortable; it’s like a blanket that Jensen wants to wrap around his body and cuddle into. They’ve been playing with this fantasy for years, and while Jensen never needs the aftercare, Jared still provides it because he is the one who needs to care for his lover-to know his boyfriend is unharmed, that he wasn’t too rough, and he need to show love by touch and kiss. So a warm bath and cuddles always follow after play.

And when they lay together, snuggled cozy and warm under fresh soft sheets, Jensen smiles and hugs Jared as his boyfriend cuddles him like a teddy bear.

(END)

[marlex.livejournal.com]

NCIS, Abby/McGee, No one else knew, but Tim was the only person she'd met who was kinkier than her.

[marlex.livejournal.com]

NCIS, Abby/McGee + Ziva, Abby and McGee have sex at work. Ziva discovers the security footage and it turns her on.

[draycevixen.livejournal.com]

Arrow, Oliver/Dig, he likes bondage but not submission

[draycevixen.livejournal.com]

Person of Interest, Finch/Reese, crazy for a sharp dressed man

Fill: (Drabble)

[thesmallhobbit.livejournal.com]

Reese wondered if Finch knew how much of an effect his suits had on him. The one Finch was currently wearing in particular. Reese began to mentally undress Finch, button by button.

He was half way down the vest when Finch said “Mr Reese, have you heard a word I have said? You are sitting there with the same expression that Bear has when we stop outside the butcher’s shop.”

Reese hurriedly turned his attention to the photos Finch was pointing at and desperately hoped that he hadn’t been sitting with his tongue hanging out the side of his mouth.

[hanorganaas.livejournal.com]

Agents of SHIELD, Top!Melinda/Bottom!Phil, Using his tie as a gag or a blindfold

[hanorganaas.livejournal.com]

MCU, Steve/Bucky, They Pretty much live off of Angry!Sex now.

[daria234.livejournal.com]

Bucky walked in with a brief “Hey,” and pulled off his boots, throwing them to the side sloppily. Steve knew better than to ask how his day was. Therapy, SHIELD evaluations, medical tests, and debriefs, and Bucky always came home pissed off and all talked out.

Bucky walked into the bedroom, peeling off his shirt and throwing it to the floor. Steve stood in the doorway, waiting for some signal that Bucky wanted company instead of an empty room. Bucky gave him a quick glance, and he walked in.

It was rough, almost mechanical. Hard kisses, teeth clanging, tongues battling, then Bucky flipping Steve over or the other way around. Hands gripping hips with too-strong fingers. Bite marks on shoulders, low moans stifled to keep the neighbors from hearing. Hardly any foreplay, right to business, almost like back when they were in the army, frantically groping each other for quick satisfaction before the next interruption (except it was nothing like back then at all).

When they’re done, Bucky immediately left the bed to shower.

Sometimes Steve thought that the only thing Bucky genuinely liked now was hot showers.

Steve stared at the ceiling, listening to the sounds of water streaming down Bucky’s body, behind the closed door.

When Bucky came back, Steve pretended to be sleeping. He knew Bucky would be able to tell. But he also knew Bucky wouldn’t say anything.

[samueljames]

Arrow, Tommy, masturbation.

turned angsty somehow

[daria234.livejournal.com]

Tommy closes his eyes. His hand, lotion clad, is gliding up and down his dick, and he wants to stay in the moment.

He imagines Oliver, leaning toward him, laughing. His eyes are full of mischief, hope, the way they were before the island. He buries his face in Tommy’s neck, kisses it, just like when they were in college.

Laurel is there too. She smiles, watching them. She nestles next to them, then, kissing Tommy. Her hands reach down to Tommy’s dick, stroking it, as Tommy strokes Oliver, as Oliver’s fingers press into Laurel. She looks blissful, innocent.

They move then, Oliver behind Tommy, Tommy behind Laurel, all three of them moving in synchrony. Tommy is surrounded by them, by warmth and scent and gentle hands, and the intensity of Oliver pressing into him, of Laurel clenching around him, sends him into a frenzy long before he wants it to end.

When he’s done, Tommy opens his eyes. He wipes his hand off on the sheets.

He knows he should feel guilty. Not for wanting them both, because he’s pretty sure that by this point, wanting them both is a fundamental part of him. He should feel guilty for imagining being with their ghosts, with the people they used to be before pain set in, before they all grew up and turned responsible and serious and crushed with grief.

It doesn’t work when he imagines being with Oliver the way he is now. His fantasies turn violent; he sees the men Oliver killed, he sees something blank and cold in Oliver’s eyes.
Tommy knows that if he were better, he could imagine something different. But his fantasies are his own, and these days, he takes his happiness where he can.

[swirlsofblue.livejournal.com]

The Vampire Diaries: Klaus/Stefan: Dom/Sub

[oteap.livejournal.com]

Pacific Rim, Chuck/Raleigh, rimming

[oteap.livejournal.com]

The Musketeers, d`Artagnan/Aramis, dirty talk