1. Post a list of your five favorite acts/kinks/themes/tropes to read about. Check out THIS LIST if you need some inspiration. At the bottom, add what fandoms/pairings you're interested in.
2. Go HERE and post a link to your list. Read other people's lists.
3. Write comment-fic (or longer pieces) based off of other people's lists. Post either the fics or a link to the fic in the person's post.
(So yes I know I don't need another challenge but drat it all I need some porn!)
Five Acts:
1. Oh-my-god-I-can't-believe-we're-alive sex. Adrenaline fueled and rough and dirty = yes please.
2. Shower sex. Nuff said.
3. Semi-public exhibitionist sex. With or without an accompanying voyeur. Though that can definitely be hot too.
4. Up against a wall sex. OMG this is one of my bulletproof kinks like whoa.
5. Vehicular sex. Cuz really - why not?
Fandoms: A much shorter list than usual but I just want a few of my hardcore couples/trios that I'm just flat craving right now:
Aliens: Ripley/Hicks
Avengers: Clint/Darcy, Clint/Natasha, Clint/Coulson, Clint/Natasha/Coulson
Blade Trinity: King/Abby
Doom: John/Sam (Yes I know it's incest but I just can't help it with these two!)
Firefly: River/Jayne, River/Riddick
Push: Nick/Cassie after she's legal
Resident Evil: Carlos/Alice, Alice/Claire, Carlos/Alice/Claire, Alice/Rain, Carlos/Alice/Rain
NuStarTrek: Bones/Chapel, Bones/Jim, Bones/Chapel/Jim
Random crossover: Gamble/Letty ala SWAT and Fast and the Furious
(Adding as
And as always - you could probably cross just about any of these characters together and I'd be good too - though note I tend to be more het and trio heavy than slash. I'm REALLY picky about my slash couples.
BTW, just a few things I flat do not EVER find sexy are noncon, mpreg, scat, and golden shower. Just can't do it so please don't add it if you fill for me!
Given:
1. "Tongue Tied" for
2. "Best Shot" for
http://ariadnes-string.livejournal.com/128641.html?thread=2638977#t2638977
3. "Walls - Can You Keep a Secret" for
http://morrigans-eve.livejournal.com/184064.html?thread=1169664#t1169664
Received:
1. "Reminders" by
2. "Free" by
http://hiddencait.livejournal.com/57064.html?thread=437992#t437992
And one more by the way - if any of my flist has lists, point me to them! I'll try to fill for yall if I share any fandoms!
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Date: 2012-04-16 02:08 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-04-16 03:40 pm (UTC)Which one have you seen anyway?
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Date: 2012-04-16 05:37 pm (UTC)And in German? Really? Interesting lol
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Date: 2012-04-16 09:46 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-04-16 08:54 pm (UTC)And I'm very amused to see Abby/King on your list of pairings. Hee!
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Date: 2012-04-16 09:47 pm (UTC)And yeah - I'm in the mood for snark and scruff I think. That fits several of the men on the list lol
Reminders Part 1 - Push- Nick/Cassie - R- We're Alive, Wall
Date: 2012-04-17 06:54 am (UTC)----
She wasn’t sure there wouldn’t be bruises tomorrow morning from the force of which her back hit the wall. She could only hope the hideous wallpaper didn’t leave a print. Like that was hardly a concern when his hands were pressing into her hips. With his urging she lept up, knotting her legs around his waist as he pinned her in position.
“Lets…never…do that…again.” She demanded between kisses. “Too fucking close.”
“You’re telling me.” Nick snorted, his eyes nodding up the gauze that covered the stitches from a bullet grazing nearly fatally.
Cassie pouted. She hated this. For every vision, in times like this, things blurred. Reality was hard to be sure of. But this, his hands rumpling the folds of her clothing, his teeth grazing her neck, his nondescript rolling of his hips that left them both moaning was a firm reminder that no matter what the truth was they were here. Their hearts will still beating. And if she needed proof all she had to do was listen as the blood pounded in her ears.
“Good thing you never shot up, sprout.” Nick’s eyes gleamed, teasing her about her petite form. “Be harder to hold you here.”
“Please…” Cassie snorted, tugging at his shirt before she tossed her own to join his as a rumple on the floor. “You can barely handle all this as it is.”
Nick didn’t bother arguing. There were more important things. Like getting her out of that ridiculously frilly underwear beneath her skirt while she pushed down his pants with her heels. He tried to undo the equally irritating skirt but she swatted him away.
“Close enough she breathed.” How was he to argue with something like that?
Her body was familiar to him by now. Their paths had taken them in separate directions. He hadn’t seen her for nearly three years when she showed up in front of the hotel he was staying at. He knew the grin instantly. She may not have grown taller, but she had matured. What’s more was the change their type of life clearly had in her. She looked far older than her nineteen years then.
They hadn’t spent more than a week away from one another after that. The role they slipped into was easy, comfortable. Then again, Cassie had said she had seen it long ago. Why else would she have been so pissed when Kira had been around?
For as long as they had been like this, it was never the same. It always astounded him just how she felt around him, how he fit into her. How the sounds that slipped form her lips as she settled in his lap changed constantly. She was as wild as her spirit, never settling on a pattern. Lips stole breath as he pressed upwards, using the wall to draw her into his thrusts.
She moaned into his mouth as she wrapped her legs around him tighter. Her shoulders chaffed against the wall as she tangled her fingers into his hair with encouragement. He ran his hands down along her, rubbing thumbs over pert nipples still concealed by a bra they hadn’t bother to get rid of, past her rib cage and that one little spot that a crook of a fingernail could make her toes curl. Nick anchored his hands on her ass, using the leverage of gravity and the support of the wall to rotate them in a rather obscene dance.
“Fuck…” She breathed when he pressed her down onto him harshly. His enthusiasm may have been too much with the mouth that had moved to suckle on his neck showed its teeth.
He hissed, reveling in the discomfort. It reminded him that he could still feel.
Through the small space between them he sought the juncture of their bodies, reaching between them to touch her. Her head flew back. The thud didn’t sound ideal, but her vocalizations didn’t seem to signify any change. Nor did the tightening around him. His name slipped from her lips as he spilled within her from her body’s cue.
Re: Reminders Part 2 - Push- Nick/Cassie - R- We're Alive, Wall
Date: 2012-04-17 06:54 am (UTC)Panting, he leaned his head over his shoulder. His forehead hit the wall even as he planted soft kisses on her neck. With legs of jelly he lifted her off of him. If not for his arms she would have sunk happily to the floor. If not for the duty of keeping her up, he would have joined her.
“Maybe almost death isn’t sooo bad.” She mused, closing her eyes at his drowsy afterthought affections.
“Mmmm…but we reek.” She snorted, offering some snark about him being a true romantic.
“Yes, well, that’s what showers are for I guess.” She sighed, the bathroom feeling like a million miles away to her exerted body being completely finished off from their vigorous preoccupation.
“Mmm…Dangerous, though. You really shouldn’t go in alone.”
“You just want to watch me in the shower.”
“May I?”
“Hell yes.”
Re: Reminders Part 2 - Push- Nick/Cassie - R- We're Alive, Wall
Date: 2012-04-18 12:18 am (UTC)Re: Reminders Part 2 - Push- Nick/Cassie - R- We're Alive, Wall
Date: 2012-04-18 12:22 am (UTC)Free - Doom, John/Sam, shower, oh-my-god-I-can't-believe-we're-alive, up-against-a-wall sex
Date: 2012-04-18 05:11 am (UTC)Bloodied clothes peeled away after he eased her onto unsteady feet, and he'd hesitated at her bra, wondering how much had changed between them since they first fell out over respective career choices.
Sam looked at him once, eyes clear and intention deliberate, before she took his hands and moved them to her back, leaning against him heavily as she kissed him.
He'd forgotten how soft her lips were, or how well they knew his.
He kept his touches light and gentle at first despite their intent, pushing her up against the wall before dropping to his knees to help her out of pants and underwear, but when one of her hands gripped him by the hair and pulled him towards her crotch, he'd got the hint.
They'd survived, and God correct him if he was wrong, but he was pretty certain they'd also just fucking saved the Earth.
He hadn't forgotten how she smelled; he'd given up fucking military groupies after finding himself unable to stop comparing other women to Sam. Water from the showers kept trying to interrupt him, getting in his eyes or up his nose, but after years of being unable to get the thought of her out of his mind, he wasn't going to waste an opportunity to taste her cunt.
Her hand tightened in his hair again after far too short a time - being down on his knees for her for an hour wouldn't have been long enough, as far as he was concerned - and urged him into getting back onto his feet again.
"Fuck me," she said, and it was all the command he needed, removing as little of his own clothing as possible in case the door to the showers opened, and gripping her by the hips so he could lift her up, then down onto his cock.
Protection wasn't an issue. He knew he was clean, he trusted her, and he remembered another argument from long ago when she'd donated her ovaries to one of their cousins; she'd sworn that she had no interest in bearing children, ever, and he'd argued that she couldn't know that when she was so young.
Sam had a habit of proving him wrong. He didn't want children either, after what he'd seen.
"Come on, come on," she'd said in between feverishly hot kisses against his neck, sections of her hair clinging wet to him as the shower eased it loose. "We made it,"
"We made it," he repeated back, the rhythm between them uneven and broken but more than enough under the circumstances. "Fuck, Sam, we made it."
The shower cleaned away any evidence of what they'd done, and some thoughtful scientist had left in enough of a hurry that they'd forgotten their shower gel, helping rid both Sam and John of most of the blood covering them.
There was a freedom in soaping her shoulders and back that he'd long forgotten, and when he leaned in again, pressing a kiss to her neck, it didn't need any intent behind it.
They were safe. God only knew how, but they were safe.
He wasn't going to let any argument separate them again.
Re: Free - Doom, John/Sam, shower, oh-my-god-I-can't-believe-we're-alive, up-against-a-wall sex
Date: 2012-04-19 12:47 am (UTC)Thanks so much for filling this!! I really didn't think anyone would considering how small a fandom it is!
Re: Free - Doom, John/Sam, shower, oh-my-god-I-can't-believe-we're-alive, up-against-a-wall sex
Date: 2012-04-20 10:31 am (UTC)Re: Free - Doom, John/Sam, shower, oh-my-god-I-can't-believe-we're-alive, up-against-a-wall sex
Date: 2012-04-21 04:16 pm (UTC)