It's Friday, So Let's Think Back to that Very First Time...

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Hello, everyone. I’m squidgiepdx and today's theme is all about first times. First time what, well that's up to you! It could be a first kiss between two characters. It could be the first big break in an investigation. Maybe it's someone who's in the military, and they've had to aim their gun at another human being for the first time in their life. Or if you want to go dark, how about a serial killer's first kill? Whatever the case may be, lets leave some intriguing prompts about first times, and then maybe fill a few as well so we can close out this awesome week.

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.
No spoilers in prompts for a month after airing, or 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...
+ due South, Benton Fraser/Ray Kowalski, The first time Fraser tells Ray that he loves him.
+ Stargate Atlantis, John Sheppard/Rodney McKay, The first time John takes Rodney for target practice leads to hanky panky.
+ Grimm, Nick Burkhardt/Monroe, The first time that Nick wakes up next to Monroe.

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[squidgiepdx]

due South, Benton Fraser/Ray Kowalski, The first time Fraser tells Ray that he loves him.

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Stargate Atlantis, John Sheppard/Rodney McKay, The first time John takes Rodney for target practice leads to hanky panky.

Fill: Dead Center, McShep

[brumeier.livejournal.com]

Rodney protested all the way to the shooting range out on the West Pier. He was a scientist, a certified genius, and he’d never had any interest in even having a firearm, much less shooting one. Yes, he’d agreed to be on a Gate team, but wasn’t that what his teammates were for? Keeping him safe while he did the serious work?

It never occurred to him to flat-out refuse, most likely because it was John who’d asked. In their short acquaintance, Rodney had found it difficult to say no to anything John wanted to do. Including having John shoot at him to test the personal shield. Curse the man and his slinky, sex self! He had an unfair advantage, even with the gravity-defying hair.

“Watch me,” John said. “You’ll need to mimic my stance.”

Rodney had no trouble watching. John was all lean lines and intense focus, so different from his usual boneless stature and bland expressions. Rodney suspected there was a whole lot hiding under that seemingly-calm surface, and for the first time he felt like he wanted to be the one to discover it.

“You want to aim for center mass,” John instructed, his voice slightly muffled by the ear protection, and Rodney had to drag his gaze up off the thigh holster. “Here. Your turn.”

He moved Rodney into position, hands on Rodney’s hips, back, shoulders to adjust his stance. Rodney’s face flamed; he was embarrassed at how turned on he was. His first few shots went wild, only one clipping the actual target.

“Come on, McKay. Focus.”

Rodney grumbled, but tried to ignore John. His next three shot were better, in that they actually hit the target. They were nowhere near dead center, though.

“You need to relax your shoulders.” John pressed on them until Rodney let them drop, though it did nothing for the tension running all through his back. “Bend your knees a little. That’s good. You want to lean a little bit forward. No, not that far.”

John continued to manhandle Rodney, and Rodney was so hard he ached with it. He hoped he wasn’t developing a gun kink, which was a level of deviance he wasn’t sure he wanted for himself.

“Use the sight to align the shot.” John’s breath was hot on the back of Rodney’s neck and made his skin prickle. John kept one hand on Rodney’s hip, the other on his shoulder, and Rodney knew the only way to extricate himself was to get his shots where they needed to go.

Rodney’s last shots were a little high, but still center mass, and he breathed a sigh of relief. He started to turn but John was still standing too close behind him, and Rodney froze when he felt something unexpected pressing against his ass.

He wasn’t the only one who had found the proceedings arousing.

John’s breathing deepened, and both his hands were clamped on Rodney’s shoulders, holding him in place. “Don’t ask,” he whispered in a ragged voice.

A flash of heat moved through Rodney from the inside out. Not a gun kink for John either. “I won’t tell,” he promised.

“Not here.” John gave Rodney’s shoulder a squeeze and then stepped back. When Rodney finally got a look at his face, he momentarily forgot to breath. John was giving him such a heated look Rodney felt he might burst into flames.

“I know a place.” Rodney waited for John to take care of the guns, and then dragged him to the nearest, unused storage room.

Target practice was going to be his new favorite activity.

[squidgiepdx]

Grimm, Nick Burkhardt/Monroe, The first time that Nick wakes up next to Monroe.

(Thanks brumeier for showing me the error of my ways!!! ::grin:: )

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Breakfast with Scot, Sam Miller/Eric McNally + Scot, The first family vacation after they adopt Scot.

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In The Flesh (BBC), Kieran Walker/Rick Macy - OR - Kieran Walker/Simon Monroe, Kieran thinks back to their first kiss.

Fill: In The Flesh (BBC), Kieran Walker/Simon Monroe - That's What Counts

[megan-moonlight.livejournal.com]

I hope it'll be okay - I've never written anything for this fandom before.
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Kieren sighed quietly, running his fingers through Simon’s hair gently. It was a nice, warm evening and they didn’t have to go anywhere, so he could just enjoy lazing around with Simon.

They just came back from a meeting with Amy, and honestly, after that he didn’t feel like moving anytime soon. Amy called them in the morning and said that the day was too beautiful to stay inside, so they ended up walking around for hours, and while it was fun, he was glad to be back home. His parents and Jem were out so they had the whole house to themselves, but as usual, they ended up going to Kieren’s room anyway.

They were lying on the bed, Simon on his side, with his head right next to Kieren’s, his eyes closed. Kieren wasn’t sure if the other man was asleep, but to make sure he didn’t accidentally wake him if he was, he turned to lie on his side as slowly as he could.

Simon looked peaceful. Kieren had to admit, he really liked looking at Simon when he was sleeping. Well, he liked looking at him in general, doesn’t matter what he was doing, but there was something extraordinary about seeing the man let his guard down around Kieren, trusting him.

For a moment he wanted to touch Simon’s cheek, or run his fingers through his hair again, but he decided not to. He looked down at one of Simon’s hands instead, as it laid between them, and before he even realized what he was doing, he wrapped his hand around Simon’s, squeezing gently. Simon didn’t even stir.

As soon as he touched the other man’s hand he remembered how those long, gentle fingers touched his cheek and neck as they kissed for the first time. The concern on Simon’s face when he saw Kieren was replaced by surprise when he leaned in to bring their lips together. Simon melted into the kiss… it was one of the most overwhelming moments in Kieren’s life, really.

It’s been so long since that day, and he still couldn’t help thinking about it. His life has changed since then, and they both had been through so much, it was difficult not to think about it. And Simon was still there. Simon, with his determination, his sweaters and the small smile that appeared on his face whenever Amy mentioned how happy they looked together. Yes, maybe not everything was perfect, but it didn’t matter. Kieren had decided to forgive Simon and they really were happy, and that was what counted, right?

He noticed that Simon was awake only when his hand was raised slightly and a pair of dry lips touched his knuckles gently.

“Is everything okay?”

Kieren nodded, licking his lips, and moved closer to the other man, touching his forehead to Simon’s. “Just thinking.”

Simon let go of his hand briefly, but before Kieren could react gentle fingers moved down his cheek and Simon leaned in for a kiss.

“Can I stay here tonight?” he asked, his lips brushing against Kieren’s.

“Stay.”

[doreyg.livejournal.com]

Les Miserables (film), Javert/Jean Valjean, their first time is a desperate and angry mess

[doreyg.livejournal.com]

Star Wars: the Force Awakens, Luke Skywalker/Kylo Ren, the first inappropriate thought

Fill: Star Wars: the Force awakens (AU) Luke Skywalker/Ben Solo (Kylo Ren)

[darkmoore.livejournal.com]

Luke doesn’t know what it is that breaks his concentration during the spar. Maybe it’s Rey who’s come to watch her dad and cousin spar, or it’s R2 who keeps beeping at him, trying to remind him it’s almost dinner time.

Whatever it is, that does it, Ben takes his chance. With a well aimed move he trips Luke up and Luke only has a splitsecond to switch off his lightsaber when Ben lands on top of him in a messy heap. It knocks the breath out of Luke’s lungs and he pushes at Ben, trying to dislodge him from his awkward position.

“You did well. I was distracted and you took advantage of that,” Luke praises him. Ben is learning fast, even though Luke knows he needs to keep an eye on the fine thread of colddarkdangerous that sometimes seems to slip around Ben. It won’t do for his nephew to get lured onto the Dark side.

To Luke’s surprise Ben doesn’t get up but instead leans in to whisper, “There are other things I’d like to take advantage of, Master.” He moves, then, grinding his hips against Luke in an unmistakable gesture, hard on brushing against Luke’s thigh.

Luke knows that some people get aroused by a fight, practice or not, and while it is an alien concept to Luke, he can accept it for the private matter that it is. But Ben has just overstepped boundaries in a major way.

“Ben, get up, you are way out of line,” Luke says with as much patience as he can muster. Ben is his pupil and his nephew. Luke would never be able to look at him as anything but family and responsibility and the mere thought of touching that boy in a sexual way makes his stomach roil.

Ben scrambles backwards, an embarrassed blush spreading across his cheeks. “Forgive me, Master, for the transgression,” he says and this time the honorific sounds sincere instead of lewd. He rises to his feet and waits, head bowed, for Luke’s next words.

Luke straightens his robes and takes the time to pull his hood over his head, half obscuring his face. He takes a deep breath and calms himself, seeks comfort and guidance in the Force. He’s glad Rey is too far away to be able to overhear them. She knows she is not allowed in the direct vicinity of the training area. At the moment, Luke is grateful for her obedience.

“You will meditate after dinner, my Padawan. Clear your thoughts in solitude for the next three days. You may rejoin the other students after your period of introspection . Now go and get washed up before dinner.” Luke indicates for Ben to head back to the main building.

He will have to watch Ben a little closer than he initially thought. Ben just set step on a very dangerous path.

[megan-moonlight.livejournal.com]

MCU, Sam Wilson/Bucky Barnes, the first time Bucky gives Sam a gift

Fill: Like a Cat 1/1

[alilypea.livejournal.com]

“Stop laughing,” Sam elbowed Steve, shaking his head as the star spangled man doubled over in hysterics. “I hate you so much right now,” he hissed, cheeks warm as he looked at the ex-Winter Soldier.

“I didn't know…he would be here,” Bucky rubbed the back of his neck, looking down as he scuffed the toe of his work-boot against the ground. “I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay, Buck,” Steve waved a hand in the air, still snickering as he looked down at the Hydra goon, hogtied on the porch. “Why bring him here though?”

Sam ran a hand over his face and sighed, unable to believe this was his life. That he had super soldiers who brought him gifts like cats did with dead rats.

He never should’ve told Bucky that some of the guys he was in basic with were so racist that he thought they were Hydra based on those principles alone.

He might’ve known that Bucky would do some digging though, with how angry he’d been about it. He might’ve known that Bucky’s anger still often led to him making rash decisions, albeit sweet ones.

“Oh, figured Sam could help me,” Bucky jerked his head in a nod.

Steve covered his mouth with one hand, eyes shining as he stifled another laugh. “Which is why he’s tied up with ribbon?”

Sam huffed out a sigh. “You,” he pointed to Bucky, “get inside.” He turned to Steve. “You,” he pointed, “clean up this mess,” he gestured to the unconscious man.

“What? You’re not going to invite me for dinner?” Steve cajoled, even as he hauled the man off the porch and tossed him over one shoulder.

“Did you bring me a racist jackass tied up with ribbon? No, so you don’t get dinner, or dessert. Step up your game,” Sam closed the door in his face, feeling satisfied in having done so.

“I can stay for dinner?” Bucky asked, tone a little lighter and hope in his eyes.

“I hated that guy, you can stay the night,” Sam told him with a grin. “Come help me make dinner.”

Bucky beamed at him as he pushed his hair out of his face. “Show me what to do.”

“Always, and then we’ll have a little talk about appropriate gift giving,” Sam murmured as he followed him into the kitchen.

“I hear kisses make great gifts,” Bucky offered.

Sam chuckled, “You already knew that, that’s how you found out about that guy in the first place.”

[doreyg.livejournal.com]

DCU, Hal Jordan/Bruce Wayne, the first time ever I saw your face

filled

[oh-mcgee.livejournal.com]

"The first time I saw your face, I thought you looked like the world's biggest asshole."

Hal, master of inappropriate moments and bad timing, says this with Bruce's head between his thighs, one hand buried in his hair, the other gripping the headboard behind him. Bruce doesn't miss a beat, but he does raise an eyebrow at him, which still somehow has a menacing effect even with his mouth wrapped around Hal's dick.

"Still do," Hal says, trying to bite back a moan. "God, Bruce. Your mouth."

"The first time I saw you," Bruce says after he makes Hal come completely undone, after Hal comes so hard he feels like he's been turned inside out, wiping at the corners of his mouth with Hal's discarded shirt. "I very much wanted to punch you right in your bright green face."

He climbs on top of Hal and kisses him hard, bruising, the kind of kiss Hal will feel on him long after Bruce has left. "Still do."

[megan-moonlight.livejournal.com]

MCU, Darcy Lewis/Sif, the first time Sif and Darcy visit Asgard together

[megan-moonlight.livejournal.com]

due South, Benton Fraser/Ray Kowalski/Ray Vecchio, the first time they went on a date together

[megan-moonlight.livejournal.com]

The Flash (TV), Leonard Snart/Hartley Rathaway, remembering the first time they worked together

[doreyg.livejournal.com]

Batman (comics), Dick Grayson/Damian Wayne, the first time Dick realized that he had feelings for Damian

(I’d prefer if Damian was no younger than 15, but anything else is fine!)

[doreyg.livejournal.com]

Atomic Robo (comics), Atomic Robo/Jenkins, first date

[megan-moonlight.livejournal.com]

Atlantis (TV), Pythagoras/Icarus, the first time they wake up together Icarus can't stop looking at Pythagoras

No fill, but...

[squidgiepdx]

...I'm GOING to fill this asap. I'm working on the book right now, but I'm going to write this since A) I love Pythagoras/Icarus and B) it helps me fill a prompt from smallfandomfest as well. :)

[tigriswolf]

RPF, Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson, the first songs they wrote about/to each other

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RPF, Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson, the first time they met

[tigriswolf]

RPF, Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson, first kiss

[tigriswolf]

Ever After, Danielle/Henry, the first time she meets the people as Henry's wife

[tigriswolf]

Highlander, Methos (/Kronos), their first meeting

[classics-lover.livejournal.com]

MCU, Steve Rogers/Darcy Lewis, first meeting/first impressions

[classics-lover.livejournal.com]

Brooklyn Nine-Nine, Jake Peralta + Charles Boyle, first day working together

[classics-lover.livejournal.com]

Star Trek (any series), any, first away mission

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Any fandom with a dog, any + dog, first kiss*




*not in the beastiality sense, but kissing a dog or getting a surprise tongue on the nose

Fill: Cisco, McDanno

[brumeier.livejournal.com]

(Technically, this is a fandom without a dog. But it's been made clear in several eps that Steve is a cat person and Danny is a dog person.)

Steve had been very vocal about not wanting a dog.

“They need constant attention,” he’d said, ticking items off on his fingers. “They chew things they shouldn’t, you have to clean up after them in the yard, they smell.”

Danny had shot down each argument, with help from Grace – and that betrayal hurt, he couldn’t deny it – and Charlie’s big doe eyes shimmering with unshed tears. It was mutiny, is what it was, and Steve still couldn’t believe how easily he’d been played.

The dog was a pit-mix shelter dog, young but out of the obnoxious puppy stage. He wasn’t unattractive, with floppy ears and a brindle and white coat, but he was already making a mess out of the yard.

The kids loved all over the mutt, playing ball and tug-o-war and chase with him until they were all exhausted. Danny hired a dog walker to take him out during the day when they were at work, and took countless pictures of Cisco on his phone. Steve kept his distance, insisting that Cisco was Danny’s dog and therefore Danny’s responsibility.

Cisco slept with Charlie on the weekends that Steve and Danny had the kids, and on a plush dog pillow in the corner of Steve and Danny’s room the rest of the time. Steve wasn’t sure he’d ever get used to the dog’s almost-snoring, or the way his tail – which could be a weapon all its own – would thwack against the side of the bed while he waited for Danny to get up and take him out in the morning.

And then they had a thunderstorm.

When the first loud crack of thunder sounded, Cisco yelped like someone had kicked him and jumped on the couch, right in Steve’s lap. Danny laughed, which Steve didn’t think was particularly nice, and tried to push the dog off. The dog would not be moved.

“He’s scared, babe. Cut him some slack.”

Another rumble of thunder and Cisco shoved his head under Steve’s arm, his whole body shaking. Danny reached over and patted the dog’s rump.

“Poor baby.”

Luckily the storm moved through quickly, since Steve was all but pinned in place by the quivering wreck of Danny’s dog. When the thunder finally faded, Cisco pulled his head out of Steve’s armpit and looked at him with soulful brown eyes. Before Steve could move, the dog licked him from chin to forehead, his backside rocking in time with his tail.

Steve gave him a tentative scratch behind the ears, and Cisco replied with a ridiculous, tongue-lolling doggie grin.

“See? He’s not so bad.” Danny looked smug.

“Still not cleaning up after him,” Steve said. But he would grudgingly admit, if only to himself, that maybe Cisco was a little bit endearing. For a dog.

[classics-lover.livejournal.com]

Tortall, Kel/author's choice, *pronoun* is surprised that Kel is a virgin and both pleased and terrified that she wants her first time to be with them