ficlets from Porn Battle XI
Only a few months later, here are the things I wrote for the Porn Battle. All are short, some are more or less porny than others.
Title: But They Can Grab Whatever They Want To
Fandoms: Veronica Mars/Leverage/White Collar crossover
Pairing: Veronica Mars/Alec Hardison/Neal Caffrey
Prompt: for an audience
Veronica isn't supposed to be doing these things anymore now that she's with the FBI. She's supposed to follow the rules. But she's working with Neal Caffrey, ostensibly an ex-con, and Alec Hardison, whose "oh no, ma'am, I only use my skills for good" shtick is barely believable, and she's putting up with it because they're going to take down a real bad guy.
But, she thinks as she wriggles down between the two of them and gyrates her hips in the sparkly bikini, next time they have to infiltrate a strip club? It is damn well going to be one of those clubs where the men strip.
The crowd cheers as Hardison clutches her ass and Caffrey runs his hands down her arms. Veronica tilts her head back against his shoulder, hair brushing his cheek, and grins viciously at the two of them in turn. She presses her pelvis back, shoving Hardison's hands against Caffrey's crotch, and smirks as their eyes widen. She's got two sets of handcuffs in her car. She'll get the last laugh anyway.
After they nab the villain, of course.
Title: Xenophonetics
Fandom: DCU
Pairing: Jaime Reyes/Bart Allen
Prompt: alien speak
Bart is talking so fast that Jaime wouldn't even understand it in English or Spanish or anything, let alone Scarab. Which Jaime has never learned, because he doesn't have to, because Khaji Da always just communicates with him, and because he's a normal person and not Bart.
But Khaji Da isn't translating now and Bart just giggles and murmurs and chitters at lightspeed and vibrates his throat in ways that aren't humanly possible as he zigzags around the room, staring at Jaime with those intense gold eyes.
It's like Bart is having phone sex with Jaime's spine and different parts of his body keep lighting up and he's probably been lying here for hours now, or at least that's how it feels, lying here for hours writhing and clutching at the pillows and coming so hard that the world is blue. When someone gives his brain back he's going to have to plot some sweet revenge for Bart.
Title: Dynamic Trio Doublestuff
Fandom: DCU
Pairing: Stephanie Brown/Tim Drake/Tam Fox
Prompt: two strap-ons no waiting
Steph came for a second time already, shaking and gasping as Tam fucked her hard with the strap-on, leaning over her where Steph was on hands and knees, breasts pressed against Steph's back, the strap-on Steph was wearing herself pushing rough against her clit as she thrust into Tim's tight ass.
Tim, flexible boy, had his legs up over Steph's shoulders, caught in Tam's grasp, and was basically hanging below Steph's body, doubled up, taking his weight on his shoulders. His face was flushed under Steph, eyes dark and glazed.
They'd told him to keep his hands down and not touch himself and, as well-trained as he was, he'd been obedient and controlled, stretching his arms over the edge of the bed and holding on to the mattress. Steph had been fucking him slow and deep, slower than Tam was thrusting into her, keeping him on the edge, bringing him almost there and then pulling back. She loved to hear him whine and whimper every time she didn't actually let him come.
Suddenly Tam pulled out, making Steph moan, and slipped off the bed to kneel by Tim's head. Steph moaned again as Tim tilted his face back, licking and sucking her juices off the strap-on. Then he groaned as Tam shoved deep into his throat. Tam leaned forward and kissed Steph wetly as she started thrusting faster, deciding to finally let Tim come. And then they'd take care of Tam more.
Title: Double Date
Fandom: DCU
Pairings: Cass Cain/Stephanie Brown, Kon-El/Cassie Sandsmark
Prompts: dating, body, collateral damage, unspoken
The back of the movie theater is pretty much empty except for the four of them. Steph has to work to stay as quiet and still as possible, though. A bit of making out on a double date is one thing, but she doesn't want Cassie and Kon noticing this. She could tell Cass to stop but she doesn't really want that either.
It's just... Cass can read her body so well, get her so worked up with the tiniest things. All the way over here she was doing it, just brushing her fingers along Steph's wrist, tilting her head and grinning, leaning over and breathing on Steph when she talked. And she's spent the whole movie so far pressing Steph's shoulder and thigh with her own, playing with Steph's fingers until Steph is buzzing.
It's not that good of a movie, anyway.
Now the bucket of popcorn is hiding it from the others, hopefully - not like Kon and Cassie are looking away from the screen - or Cass, for that matter, she isn't even watching Steph but Steph knows she's aware of every reaction anyway as she slides her hand down between Steph's legs, brushing her inner thighs, pressing her clit through her jeans.
And Cass's hands are so strong... And Kon has superhearing and maybe supersmell or...
And Steph clenches her muscles and bites her lip and stares at the screen and pretends to be impervious while pleasure washes through her from Cass's fingers and she comes with a jolt.
***
Cassie clutches at the seatrest with one hand, squeezing Kon's fingers with the other. It's not fair. He can sit there demurely holding her hand and stuffing popcorn in his mouth, acting for all the world like he's engrossed in the martial arts on screen, and meanwhile...
Meanwhile, she's doing her best not to let on to the other girls that his tactile telekinesis is roaming all over her, stroking down her neck, circling her nipples, pressing her panties up hard against her, rubbing - rubbing like he's got a dozen hands on her. A dozen hands that can wriggle and vibrate and spread warmth all over.
So she has to be quiet, really quiet and stay still, don't move, Cassie, don't move.
Because Cass and Steph surely wouldn't approve, even though they aren't paying any attention right now, thank the gods, what if they look over, Cass has that ability to read body language and she'll know in a second, she can't hear, they can't see...
Cassie squeezes Kon's fingers tighter so that she doesn't break the seat and he smiles at the screen and the TTK rubs right on her clit and she comes in a rush, silently holding in her shaking.
***
All of them agree as they walk out of the theater that the fight scenes in the movie really sucked. Cass winks at Kon and returns his high five when he says goodbye. The two couples split to go home their separate ways.
Title: Kissing
Fandom: Sky High
Pairing: Magenta/Layla
Prompt: smooth
Magenta likes kissing Layla. She likes the gentle glide of Layla's soft lips against her own, the flowery scent of the other girl that always slips into her nostrils and caresses her mind. She likes cupping Layla's face in her hands, stroking her smooth skin, nipping along her jaw and sucking at her throat. She likes how Layla plays with her hair, running fingers through it, twining strands of it with her own, black-purple-red stretching between them.
Magenta likes kissing Layla deeper, licking into her mouth, catching her breath away, tongues dancing together and teeth tugging on lips, bodies and breasts pressing closer. She likes the tiny gasps Layla makes, wants to hear those all the time, know she's the one causing them.
Magenta likes kissing Layla and she never wants to stop.
Title: The Crest
Fandom: Smallville
Pairing: Clark Luthor/Lex Luthor/Tess Luthor
Prompts: rivalry, envy, hope, siblings
"We have the Luthor blood in us," Lex had said, and Tess had licked her lips. "You need something just as permanent."
The heated meteor rock had hurt, but Clark could survive it, and it was worth it to have the Luthor crest as a red welt on his arm, the burn-cuts smeared with Lex and Tess's blood.
Now Tess was pressed against Clark's back, tracing his earlobe with her tongue, and Lex was pressed against his chest, tracing the crest with his fingers. Clark wrapped one arm around each of their waists and pulled them tighter. Tess bit down hard and Lex dug his nails into the wounds, making them actually sting. He stared up at Clark with cold blue eyes and then leaned in to kiss him.
Clark normally healed from meteor rock injuries quickly, so he didn't know how long the crest would last, but if it didn't stay, they could always just do this again. And if anyone could find a way to mark Clark, it would be Lex. Permanent. Clark was going to hold his brother and sister to that.
Title: It's Not Just You
Fandom: Star Trek Reboot
Pairing: Gaila/Kirk/Spock/Uhura
Prompt: hot
Kirk: Is it just me, or is it getting hot in here?
Spock: Last time you inquired it was 39.72 degrees Celsius. It is now 40.56 degrees.
Uhura: Captain, why are you taking off your shirt?
Gaila: Because he's hot. *takes off her shirt, too*
Uhura: Gaila, don't encourage hi- *mmmfff*
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Title: But They Can Grab Whatever They Want To
Fandoms: Veronica Mars/Leverage/White Collar crossover
Pairing: Veronica Mars/Alec Hardison/Neal Caffrey
Prompt: for an audience
Veronica isn't supposed to be doing these things anymore now that she's with the FBI. She's supposed to follow the rules. But she's working with Neal Caffrey, ostensibly an ex-con, and Alec Hardison, whose "oh no, ma'am, I only use my skills for good" shtick is barely believable, and she's putting up with it because they're going to take down a real bad guy.
But, she thinks as she wriggles down between the two of them and gyrates her hips in the sparkly bikini, next time they have to infiltrate a strip club? It is damn well going to be one of those clubs where the men strip.
The crowd cheers as Hardison clutches her ass and Caffrey runs his hands down her arms. Veronica tilts her head back against his shoulder, hair brushing his cheek, and grins viciously at the two of them in turn. She presses her pelvis back, shoving Hardison's hands against Caffrey's crotch, and smirks as their eyes widen. She's got two sets of handcuffs in her car. She'll get the last laugh anyway.
After they nab the villain, of course.
Title: Xenophonetics
Fandom: DCU
Pairing: Jaime Reyes/Bart Allen
Prompt: alien speak
Bart is talking so fast that Jaime wouldn't even understand it in English or Spanish or anything, let alone Scarab. Which Jaime has never learned, because he doesn't have to, because Khaji Da always just communicates with him, and because he's a normal person and not Bart.
But Khaji Da isn't translating now and Bart just giggles and murmurs and chitters at lightspeed and vibrates his throat in ways that aren't humanly possible as he zigzags around the room, staring at Jaime with those intense gold eyes.
It's like Bart is having phone sex with Jaime's spine and different parts of his body keep lighting up and he's probably been lying here for hours now, or at least that's how it feels, lying here for hours writhing and clutching at the pillows and coming so hard that the world is blue. When someone gives his brain back he's going to have to plot some sweet revenge for Bart.
Title: Dynamic Trio Doublestuff
Fandom: DCU
Pairing: Stephanie Brown/Tim Drake/Tam Fox
Prompt: two strap-ons no waiting
Steph came for a second time already, shaking and gasping as Tam fucked her hard with the strap-on, leaning over her where Steph was on hands and knees, breasts pressed against Steph's back, the strap-on Steph was wearing herself pushing rough against her clit as she thrust into Tim's tight ass.
Tim, flexible boy, had his legs up over Steph's shoulders, caught in Tam's grasp, and was basically hanging below Steph's body, doubled up, taking his weight on his shoulders. His face was flushed under Steph, eyes dark and glazed.
They'd told him to keep his hands down and not touch himself and, as well-trained as he was, he'd been obedient and controlled, stretching his arms over the edge of the bed and holding on to the mattress. Steph had been fucking him slow and deep, slower than Tam was thrusting into her, keeping him on the edge, bringing him almost there and then pulling back. She loved to hear him whine and whimper every time she didn't actually let him come.
Suddenly Tam pulled out, making Steph moan, and slipped off the bed to kneel by Tim's head. Steph moaned again as Tim tilted his face back, licking and sucking her juices off the strap-on. Then he groaned as Tam shoved deep into his throat. Tam leaned forward and kissed Steph wetly as she started thrusting faster, deciding to finally let Tim come. And then they'd take care of Tam more.
Title: Double Date
Fandom: DCU
Pairings: Cass Cain/Stephanie Brown, Kon-El/Cassie Sandsmark
Prompts: dating, body, collateral damage, unspoken
The back of the movie theater is pretty much empty except for the four of them. Steph has to work to stay as quiet and still as possible, though. A bit of making out on a double date is one thing, but she doesn't want Cassie and Kon noticing this. She could tell Cass to stop but she doesn't really want that either.
It's just... Cass can read her body so well, get her so worked up with the tiniest things. All the way over here she was doing it, just brushing her fingers along Steph's wrist, tilting her head and grinning, leaning over and breathing on Steph when she talked. And she's spent the whole movie so far pressing Steph's shoulder and thigh with her own, playing with Steph's fingers until Steph is buzzing.
It's not that good of a movie, anyway.
Now the bucket of popcorn is hiding it from the others, hopefully - not like Kon and Cassie are looking away from the screen - or Cass, for that matter, she isn't even watching Steph but Steph knows she's aware of every reaction anyway as she slides her hand down between Steph's legs, brushing her inner thighs, pressing her clit through her jeans.
And Cass's hands are so strong... And Kon has superhearing and maybe supersmell or...
And Steph clenches her muscles and bites her lip and stares at the screen and pretends to be impervious while pleasure washes through her from Cass's fingers and she comes with a jolt.
***
Cassie clutches at the seatrest with one hand, squeezing Kon's fingers with the other. It's not fair. He can sit there demurely holding her hand and stuffing popcorn in his mouth, acting for all the world like he's engrossed in the martial arts on screen, and meanwhile...
Meanwhile, she's doing her best not to let on to the other girls that his tactile telekinesis is roaming all over her, stroking down her neck, circling her nipples, pressing her panties up hard against her, rubbing - rubbing like he's got a dozen hands on her. A dozen hands that can wriggle and vibrate and spread warmth all over.
So she has to be quiet, really quiet and stay still, don't move, Cassie, don't move.
Because Cass and Steph surely wouldn't approve, even though they aren't paying any attention right now, thank the gods, what if they look over, Cass has that ability to read body language and she'll know in a second, she can't hear, they can't see...
Cassie squeezes Kon's fingers tighter so that she doesn't break the seat and he smiles at the screen and the TTK rubs right on her clit and she comes in a rush, silently holding in her shaking.
***
All of them agree as they walk out of the theater that the fight scenes in the movie really sucked. Cass winks at Kon and returns his high five when he says goodbye. The two couples split to go home their separate ways.
Title: Kissing
Fandom: Sky High
Pairing: Magenta/Layla
Prompt: smooth
Magenta likes kissing Layla. She likes the gentle glide of Layla's soft lips against her own, the flowery scent of the other girl that always slips into her nostrils and caresses her mind. She likes cupping Layla's face in her hands, stroking her smooth skin, nipping along her jaw and sucking at her throat. She likes how Layla plays with her hair, running fingers through it, twining strands of it with her own, black-purple-red stretching between them.
Magenta likes kissing Layla deeper, licking into her mouth, catching her breath away, tongues dancing together and teeth tugging on lips, bodies and breasts pressing closer. She likes the tiny gasps Layla makes, wants to hear those all the time, know she's the one causing them.
Magenta likes kissing Layla and she never wants to stop.
Title: The Crest
Fandom: Smallville
Pairing: Clark Luthor/Lex Luthor/Tess Luthor
Prompts: rivalry, envy, hope, siblings
"We have the Luthor blood in us," Lex had said, and Tess had licked her lips. "You need something just as permanent."
The heated meteor rock had hurt, but Clark could survive it, and it was worth it to have the Luthor crest as a red welt on his arm, the burn-cuts smeared with Lex and Tess's blood.
Now Tess was pressed against Clark's back, tracing his earlobe with her tongue, and Lex was pressed against his chest, tracing the crest with his fingers. Clark wrapped one arm around each of their waists and pulled them tighter. Tess bit down hard and Lex dug his nails into the wounds, making them actually sting. He stared up at Clark with cold blue eyes and then leaned in to kiss him.
Clark normally healed from meteor rock injuries quickly, so he didn't know how long the crest would last, but if it didn't stay, they could always just do this again. And if anyone could find a way to mark Clark, it would be Lex. Permanent. Clark was going to hold his brother and sister to that.
Title: It's Not Just You
Fandom: Star Trek Reboot
Pairing: Gaila/Kirk/Spock/Uhura
Prompt: hot
Kirk: Is it just me, or is it getting hot in here?
Spock: Last time you inquired it was 39.72 degrees Celsius. It is now 40.56 degrees.
Uhura: Captain, why are you taking off your shirt?
Gaila: Because he's hot. *takes off her shirt, too*
Uhura: Gaila, don't encourage hi- *mmmfff*
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