Kinky Wednesday

[classics-lover.livejournal.com]

Happy Hump Day, my beauties! I remain classics_lover, continuing my host duties for the week. Today being Wednesday Hump Day across the world, why don't we try some Kink prompts and fills? Maybe Fry is trying to figure out how bondage works in the 31st Century. Maybe Tony Stark finds vanilla sex the biggest turn-on ever? Does Batman like to be spanked? Go wild, guys. Just be sure when filling to warn for anything that could be upsetting/squicky/triggery in your fill.

Just a few rules:
No more than five prompts in a row.
No more than three prompts in the same fandom.
Use the character's full names and fandom's full name for ease adding to the Lonely Prompts spreadsheet.
If your prompt or fill contains anything that can be a trigger for the reader, please add a warning for that to give the reader the chance to decide if they want to read or not.
No spoilers in prompts for a month after airing. Use the spoiler cut option found here.
If your fill contains spoilers, warn and leave plenty of space, or use the above mentioned spoiler cut.

Prompts should be formatted as follows: [Use the character's full names and fandom's full name]
Fandom, Character +/ Character, Prompt

Some examples to get the ball rolling...

☺ Iron Man movies, Tony/Pepper, hurt/comfort

☻ Assassin's Creed, Ezio Auditore/Leonardo da Vinci, Leonardo loves to be in charge of Ezio's pleasure (D/s, orgasm denial, forced orgasm, overstimulation anything along those lines)

☺ Star Trek (TOS), Scotty/Uhura, he wakes up bound and she has her wicked way with him

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[classics-lover.livejournal.com]

Iron Man movies, Tony/Pepper, hurt/comfort

[classics-lover.livejournal.com]

Assassin's Creed, Ezio Auditore/Leonardo da Vinci, Leonardo loves to be in charge of Ezio's pleasure (D/s, orgasm denial, forced orgasm, overstimulation anything along those lines)

[classics-lover.livejournal.com]

Star Trek (TOS), Scotty/Uhura, he wakes up bound and she has her wicked way with him

[classics-lover.livejournal.com]

Iliad, Helen/Hector/any, (Modern AU) (812):

Yeeah, I think a threesome is one of those wedding presents you can't register for at Bed Bath And Beyond..

[classics-lover.livejournal.com]

Any (except Supernatural), any/any, (406):

I need a leather bustier to keep them in.

(925):

Too kinky for 11:30am. Stop that.

[doreyg.livejournal.com]

The Flash (TV), Barry/Rogues, he only got into the prostitution business to get a little extra money. He wasn't expecting to enjoy it

[doreyg.livejournal.com]

Batman Beyond, Bruce Wayne/Terry McGinnis, sugar daddy AU

Filled

[oh-mcgee.livejournal.com]

“You know, you don’t have to buy me stuff, right?” Terry says, admiring the way his new watch glints in the sunlight. “I mean. I’m a sure thing.”

“Mm, I’m aware of that,” Bruce says, pressing his mouth to the nape of Terry’s neck. “But I enjoy it. Don’t you like it?”

“It’s schway,” Terry says, leaning back against the solid frame of Bruce’s chest, sighing when Bruce slides his hand up his shirt, splays his fingers out over his ribs. “That means I like it.”

Bruce smiles against his skin, unbuttoning Terry’s shirt. “Good. Now you can thank me for it.”


***


Sometimes Terry doesn’t even get them in person. He’s studying in his dorm when he gets the next present, a new mobile phone that he’s pretty sure hasn’t even been released to the public yet.

He calls Bruce on it immediately.

“Thanks sugar daddy,” he says and he can hear the low rumble of Bruce’s chuckle, flops back onto his bed and closes his eyes.

“Don’t call me that.”

“Why not?” Terry asks. He looks over the side of the bed and sees the shoes Bruce bought for him last week, feels the silver chain he bought him cold against the skin around his neck, sees the silk tie Bruce bought him hanging over the doorknob on his closet door. “It’s totally what you are.”

Bruce doesn’t say anything for a few moments and then he finally says, “Will the phone be useful to you?”

“Totally,” Terry says. “I can text and watch vids at the same time. It’s like some kind of sorcery.”

Bruce chuckles. “I’m glad you like it.”

“You know you don’t have to --”

“I’ll see you tomorrow, Terry,” Bruce says. “Get some rest.”


***


“You were complaining about your old one,” Bruce says when Terry sees the new laptop on the kitchen counter. “This one is much faster. The store clerk said it would be very useful for school.”

Terry throws his arms around him and kisses him, backs Bruce up against the counter and starts working his belt open. Bruce glances at the laptop on the counter right as Terry sinks to his knees and takes him in his mouth.

After they’ve gone upstairs and Bruce has returned the favor Terry pops downstairs and gets his new present, brings it into bed with them and fires it up.

He leans over and kisses Bruce while the programs install, still naked beneath the bed sheets, his hand on the small of Terry’s back. “Thanks for the present,” he says, a devious smirk slipping onto his face. “Sugar Daddy.”

Bruce’s mouth thins out into a flat line. “You realize that implies the only realize you keep seeing me is because I buy you things.”

Terry rolls his eyes, shifts around until his head is pillowed on Bruce’s stomach and his knees are drawn up, the laptop propped up against them. “You realize you’re being overdramatic.”

“Hm,” Bruce says.

Terry sighs, puts the computer down and straddles Bruce’s waist. “You’re stupid if you don’t think I’m crazy about you, old man,” he says and leans down to kiss Bruce, saying more in that kiss than he could possibly put into words. When he leans back he’s grinning and his eyes are glittering. “The toys are just a bonus.”

[doreyg.livejournal.com]

DCU, Thaal Sinestro/Barry Allen/Hal Jordan, AU where both Barry and Hal are prostitutes and Sinestro hires them for a threesome

(All three enjoy it far more than they're expecting)

[doreyg.livejournal.com]

DCU, Hal Jordan/Thaal Sinestro, sex in space

[doreyg.livejournal.com]

DCU, Dick Grayson/Adult!Damian Wayne, Damian gets big enough to literally pick Dick up and bang him against the wall

[samueljames]

Being Human, George/Mitchell, it's tame as kinks go but George really has a thing about those fingerless gloves.

[samueljames]

Suits/White Collar, Mike/Neal, partially clothed sex and use of a tie as a blindfold or restraints.

[samueljames]

Haven, Audrey/Duke/Nathan, face-sitting & cunnilingus.

[samueljames]

Chuck, Bryce/Chuck or Bryce/Chuck/Sarah, roleplay.

[samueljames]

Teen Wolf, Derek/Chris, the scrape of fangs against his throat.

FILL!

[cozy-coffee.livejournal.com]

When Derek bit Chris it was no accident, nor was it a secret that the wolf was possessive. He wanted the marks etched upon Chris’ skin for everyone to see who the man belonged to. He wished for people to take note of the love bite and avoid him, knowing his heart—and his gorgeous body—was already taken. Derek caught the skin of Chris’s throat between his teeth, pinching little nips and earning him a gasp from his lover.

Chris groans, gasping in pleasure when Derek palms him through his too-tight jeans. Lips press to against his baby soft skin, pressing a loving kiss, before the pinch of teeth lightly etched his skin. Derek licked at the bared neck as Chris arches into the feel of the plush lips—always very soft and warm—lapping so deftly and succinct.

As Derek kissed and nibbled on Chris’s throat, he ground his hips down, rutting against his lover’s touch caressing between his thighs. Passion coiled in his belly, setting his body alight as he was lovingly marked with a possessive kiss.

(END)

[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

Fullmetal Alchemist, Riza Hawkeye/Roy Mustang/Maes Hughes/Gracia Hughes, Foodplay

[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

Fullmetal Alchemist, Winry Rockbell/Edward Elric, Public sex

[cozy-coffee.livejournal.com]

Original fiction, M/M, spanking

Fill

[samueljames]

Fill for you here as it slightly goes over one comment.

Filled with UK based couple in an established Dom/sub relationship. The spanking is part of a boss/employee roleplay (feel free to skip if this is not your thing, I know power inequality is a squick for some).

[creepy_shetan]

any British(-adjacent) fandom, any, voice or language kink

[creepy_shetan]

author's choice, any rare pair, one wearing the other's (larger/looser) clothes

Fill

[helsinkibaby.livejournal.com]

The flash, Joe/Caitlin


Caitlin hums absentmindedly to herself as she runs a brush through her mostly dry but still a little damp hair, smiling as the bedroom door opens and Joe comes in. "You're home," she says, smiling as her eyes meet his in the mirror and he nods, rubs a hand over his face. She recognises the gesture, as well as the slump of his shoulders, knows what that means. "Rough day?"

"Yeah." The word comes out as a sigh. Then he drops his hand to his side, shakes his head and looks, really looks, at her. 

That's when he smiles. 

Not just any smile either. Oh no. This smile is the slow smile that he smiles when they are alone, most often when they are alone here. The one that she's still getting used to, the one that makes her shiver with its promise. 

"Damn," he breathes and she grins, lays down the hairbrush on the dresser. 

"I came out of the shower and realised I didn't have any clean clothes here," she tells him, turning to face him, one hand pulling at the collar of the shirt she's wearing. One of his, it's enormous on her frame: the hem falls to her knees and she's had to roll up the sleeves a ridiculous amount. She's only done up a couple of buttons near her breasts and the short moves as she walks towards him, putting an extra swing in her hips to make it move even more and let him see exactly what she's not wearing underneath. "I didn't think you'd mind."

He doesn't speak but his hands move to her shoulders and around, slide down the edges of the shirt, over the buttons and buttonholes. He flicks the two closed ones open but doesn't move his hands underneath, instead lets them move all the way down the front of the shirt before he slips them under the hem, finally coming to rest on the smooth skin of her hips. 

"Damn," he says again and the way he utters it is a cross between a curse and a prayer. 

She feels a grin spreading across her face: she'd thought he would like the visual but speechlessness is even better than she'd dared hope for. "I can take it off, if you like..." 

She lets her voice trail off but the tease galvanises him into action. He pulls her closer to him, close enough that she can feel the effect she's having on him as he walks her back towards the bed. "No," he says. "Let's leave it on."
 

[creepy_shetan]

any super hero comic book fandom, any rival or love/hate pair, accidental D/s kink discovery

[ivotedforsaxon.livejournal.com]

The Flash (2014), Leonard Snart/Barry Allen, fully clothed sex.

[ivotedforsaxon.livejournal.com]

The Flash (2014), Leonard Snart/Barry Allen, accidental arousal.

[daria234.livejournal.com]

MCU/DCU, Steve Rogers/Jason Todd, forceful

filled

[oh-mcgee.livejournal.com]

[this happens post Bruce taking Jason back to Ethiopia, if you follow the comics]

"Do it," Jason says, an edge to his voice that Steve hasn't heard in a while, has to wonder if the reason it's there has something to do with the reason he couldn't get a hold of him this week. "Do it."

"Jason, I think we should --"

"I'm fine," Jason snaps, then a little softer. "I'm fine. I swear. I just need you to use those fucking super soldier genes for me right now, okay?" He fists his hand in Steve's hair, crushes their mouths together. "Just fuck me up, Rogers. Don't make me beg."

"Alright," Steve says, cupping Jason's jaw and kissing him one more time. "Alright."

He dents the drywall when he slams Jason against it, bruises his hips with his hands, fucks Jason so hard up against the wall all the paintings fall off their hooks.

Jason says harder and Steve bends him over the table, fucks him so hard Jason's knuckles go white around the edge of it.

Jason says come on and Steve reaches down, grabs a fistful of Jason's hair and yanks his head back, pounds into him, and Jason comes so hard he can't speak for ten minutes, just lays back against the bed and holds a cigarette between his fingers, not even smoking it.

"I hurt you," Steve says, tracing the outline of his fingers on Jason's hips.

"No," Jason says, a far-away look in his eyes that Steve's going to ask about as soon as they each have clothes on. "You didn't."

[daria234.livejournal.com]

DCU, Jason Todd/Wonder Woman or Oliver Queen or Hawkman or John Stewart, they're not sure if Jason is an ally or an enemy