Sekrit Cabal Porn Battle (#1? 0.o)
SEKRIT CABAL PORN BATTLE HAS BEGUN!!
How to Participate:
Pick a prompt, any prompt, from the list below - then write/draw/manip it into the steamiest porn you can think up. Post it in the comments to this post, and then bask in praise ^_^
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How to Participate:
Pick a prompt, any prompt, from the list below - then write/draw/manip it into the steamiest porn you can think up. Post it in the comments to this post, and then bask in praise ^_^
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Felix breaks away, gasps for breath. “Oh my gods-”
“Shut up,” mutters Nathan, and he pulls at Felix’s tank tops. Long, open-mouthed kisses as Felix twists fingers in Nathan’s shirt, undoes it button by button, fingers slipping in the rush. Nathan shrugs off the shirt, pulls Felix with him.
Felix falls back on the hotel room bed, his breath coming short, squirming out of the rest of his clothing, and Nathan moves on top of him, Felix’s legs moving around his waist, and gods, it’s sweaty, and urgent and Felix isn’t sure he’s ever been this hard in his life.
“I’m gonna fuck you,” murmurs Nathan, into Felix’s neck.
There’s been too much buildup already - Felix has felt Nathan’s gaze ever since the Colonial/UN summit began, and there’s something pure electricity about this, too fast and too bright to hold on to -
Felix twists against Nathan’s fingers, already inside him, the ring of muscle burning as he tries to relax. He moans, soft and low, and, oh god oh god, he can’t take much more of this.
“Now,” Felix pleads, “Now, please now-”
“Yeah,” and Nathan shifts up, pressing Felix into position, hands on Felix’s legs - and he thrusts inside, rough, all in one stroke. Felix cries out, an “ah” of half-pain, half-pleasure, and Nathan is fucking him into the mattress, the bed swaying with the movement; he’s stretched so far open he can barely breathe. Sweaty fingers grasping Nathan’s shoulder, and Felix can’t think, he’s in the moment, just a little more, a little more-
And then he’s coming, body clenching, aching pleasure twisting him to pieces - he tries to breathe, in the aftermath, as Nathan thrusts again and again, deeper, climaxing with a low groan.
Felix pulls free, wincing at the new emptiness. He’s going to be sore.
“What was that about?” asks Nathan.
Felix rolls over, settles on the curve of Nathan’s shoulder, Nathan’s arm fitting around his back. “What do you mean?”
“That,” says Nathan, with an idle gesture.
“You were watching me from the second we got in the room.”
“I was watching you?”
Felix grins, presses a kiss to Nathan’s mouth. Somehow, he’s not surprised when it turns into a second one, a longer one. “Can’t it just be,” he says, pulling away, “spur of the moment?”
“Spur of the moment,” Nathan echoes.
“Yeah.”
Nathan shrugs. “I can live with that.”
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I watched Crossroads Part II last night when I got home from work and the 'butterfingers!' scene still makes me giggle like whoa.
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I love that scene :D
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*goes to post anyway*
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