Still better than the grad mixer
Jan. 7th, 2011 10:32 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Bored. Want to write some nice, soothing porn, but stumped as to what to write. So, flist, give to me a prompt, and I will write you about a hundred words of something interesting.
Hopefully.
Hopefully.
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Date: 2011-01-08 04:51 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2011-01-21 04:48 am (UTC)"Ask- no, beg me for it," Rodney said, spinning the paddle idly between his fingers.
"Please," John said, unable to keep his eyes off it.
"Is that the best you've got?" Rodney sneered.
"Please hit me," he tried. "Please, Rodney, I need it."
"And why do you need it?" Rodney asked, using the edge of the paddle to tip John's face up, so he was forced to look at him. "You know the answer, slut."
"I'm- I'm a whore," John managed, and once he pushed it out the floodgates opened. "God, I'm such a dirty whore- I'm a filthy cocksucking slut and I need it, please, please punish your bitch."
Rodney smiled unpleasantly. "You're damned right you're my bitch. Now get over my lap if you want it."
His face burning, John did as he asked. He hated it like this, hated how awkward and exposed it made him feel, and it only made him harder.
"Are you smart enough to count for me?" Rodney said condescendingly, and before John could respond, he brought the paddle down hard.
"One," John gritted out.
"It's a miracle," Rodney said, hitting him again.
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Date: 2011-01-21 04:56 am (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2011-01-08 05:35 am (UTC)Maybe if you write a hundred words of it I'll pick it up and carry on with it...
Or if that doesn't work for you, hm, how about any two of the team together, any kind of sex with fingering that's not prep for penetration but just for its own hot sake. :D
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Date: 2011-01-09 12:51 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2011-01-20 03:44 am (UTC)They've picked the clothes well; the corset makes him look like he actually has a figure. The dark green material is slipping down off his shoulder, and there's something incredibly appealing about the strong line of his collarbone, something that makes Rodney want to sink his teeth into it.
He doesn't walk over so much as he stumbles, and soon as he gets there he slips to his knees. He's way past the point of being sensual or alluring; he's not even really sexy, just shameless and gone.
Rodney hates how much he wants to shove his cock right down John's throat.
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Date: 2011-01-21 03:47 am (UTC)"She's a hot little thing, isn't she?” he said to Arthur, whose distended trousers and death-grip on the arm of the couch were the only indications this was having any effect on him at all. He thrust his hips up, meeting Ariadne's, making her moan and move faster. "So young and tight." He slapped her sharply on the thigh, and she gasped in shock. "Louder, darling. I don't think he's getting the message."
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Date: 2011-01-21 09:54 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2011-01-08 07:57 am (UTC)this is only half of a drabble, but enjoy it anyway
Date: 2011-01-21 04:52 am (UTC)Eames looked up from his task. "Does that mean you want me to stop?"
She rolled her eyes and put a hand on the back of his head, urging him on.
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Date: 2011-01-08 04:34 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2011-01-21 02:43 am (UTC)"My dad's going to hear about this!" Triana yelled back.
"Why are you such a fucking brat?" she returned. "I swear to god, somebody should put you over their knee!"
Triana went very still.
Dr. Girlfriend threw up her hands. "I should have known." Before Triana could react, Dr. Girlfriend had her up against the wall, her skirt flipped up. "I don't have a chair," she said, smacking Triana hard across the ass. "Or else-" she paused, smacking her again- "I really would put you over my knee." Dr. Girlfriend hit her a few more times, until her skin started to go pink and warm. "I guess we'll have to make do."
Neither of them noticed when the noise from outside stopped or when the door opened.
Dean passing out at their feet, however, was a little harder to miss.
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Date: 2011-01-21 10:05 am (UTC)I can totally hear all that in Dr. Girlfriend's voice, too.
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Date: 2011-01-21 07:25 pm (UTC)