Monday - Manners

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Hi everyone! I'm trinityday and I'll be your guest host this week.

Today's theme is manners.

Ps & Qs. Social graces. Poise and deportment. Some people's default mode is to be polite. Others... not so much. So tell us about your characters following proper etiquette, their mishaps, everything that has to do with manners in general.

For the sake of our code monkeys, please remember not to go crazy and to limit yourself to 3 prompts per genre and 5 prompts in a row total. If your prompts get answered, then feel free to leave some more later in the day.

Spoilers are not allowed in your prompts until a week (7 days) has passed from the original air date. If there are spoilers in your fic, please remember to warn people by bolding and leaving at least 3 spaces.

Also, remember to thank your fic provider. Not only is it the nice thing to do, but it often helps encourage them to write even more.

The proper formatting for leaving your prompts is as follows, the third example being for crossovers:

Harry Potter, Lily/James, it's polite to reciprocate oral sex
Doctor Who, Doctor/Donna, the correct form of greeting on Earth in the 73rd century
Torchwood/Highlander, Methos/Jack, the proper etiquette for attending your own funeral

If none of today's prompts catch your eye, there's always the Lonely Prompts list to look through.

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[alcimines.livejournal.com]

Rude and Lewd (X-Men, Scott/Jean/Emma, bedroom manners)

Betsy's eyes snapped open in utter shock. It was late, and she had been peacefully sleeping in her room...

Then Betsy let out a low moan and curled into a tight ball as a wave of sensation washed over her. She was still trying to recover when the second orgasm hit her. That one made her to convulse so hard that it knocked her completely out of her bed.

On the floor, tangled in her blankets and sheets, Betsy frantically tried to make a telepathic signal, but the interference was too intense.

The third orgasm was shorter, but strangely sharp. Typically male. That was Scott, of course, Betsy thought groggily to herself as she scrambled to her knees and reached for the cell-phone on her nightstand. She didn't use it very often, but this was an emergency.

Jean was given to quick, multiple orgasms -- something Betsy didn't know, but was now learning. Jean's second climax of the night made Betsy's entire body clench. In the process, she banged her head against the edge of the nightstand. Shaking her head to clear it, Betsy frantically punched in Scott's number. Scott was the only one who would actually pick up a phone in the midst of a threesome.

"Pick up, pick up, pick up!" Betsy begged desperately.

"Hello?" Scott's voice said hesitantly. He sounded distracted.

"Oh, for pity's sake, Scott!" Emma voice moaned in the background.

"Damn it, Scott!" Betsy yelled into the cell-phone. "You're telepathic gestalt is leaking! And everything is being magnified! Tell those two sluts of yours to..."

That was when Jean and Emma had a simultaneous orgasm. Actually, that's a rather easy trick for a telepath to manage.

When Betsy finally came to her senses, the cell-phone was laying under the bed as Scott's voice said, "Hello? Hello? Betsy? Hello?"

Betsy reached under the bed and grabbed her cell-phone. Putting it to her ear, she said raggedly, "This is really very rude."

[modestroad.livejournal.com]

I can't even begin to tell you how much I like it! Hot, funny and did I mention hot? Hot as hell? Did I?

Betsy should learn to appreciate the little things in life. Like a nap in the middle of a hot afternoon or mutliple orgasms :P

Thank you for this! :)