And after a week of Lonely-Prompt-Adoptions... IT'S FREE-FOR-ALL!!! Yup, you get to post anything you want today and tomorrow, as a reward for everyone being so helpful with the leftover prompts
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The words flashed a bright red warning across Reid's mind's eye as Morgan pressed him forcefully against the dirty alley wall. Strong fingers cupped him through the kaki slacks he wore and Reid suddenly felt very naked despite being fully clothed.
"Wanna see you come," Morgan husked in his ear, his breath ghosting through Ried's hair and his lips tickling Reid's ear. "Wanna watch it happen."
Reid wanted to say no, to tell Morgan that they were in public and this was hardly appropriate. However, when Reid opened his mouth to protest all that came out was a low moan
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Rose was standing in the bed chambers of Arthur Pendragon, Crown Prince of Camelot, who up till now she had thought was just another tale of folklore and myth. She paced the room before trying the door again. It was locked, just as before when she tried it the last time
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The Priest wakes at an obscenely early hour. Nate learned this by chance since the other man would never tell him how much he slept. But it was good to know because information was key in any situation. He didn't remember why this was true, but it was like second nature to him, so he figured it must be
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“Excuse me, sir, you can’t-” Eliot glared at the secretary, a petite redhead that he’d never seen before, and walked into the office without knocking. It was empty save for the man behind the desk who looked up at the sound of door opening and subsequently slamming shut
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"... and everything is rainbows and kittens for him, now that he's with Amber. It's really quite sickening."
"Do you know what's really sickening, House?" Munch asked, pushing House's hand away from his erection. "I'm sitting here fucking you and all you can talk about is Wilson. You can see him any day. You can talk about him any day. You can even talk about him to me any day, if you ever felt like picking up a phone. But no, you have to lay there under me, ignoring the fact that my cock is up your ass, to bitch about your little boyfriend when you could be moaning about your... well, about me."
House shrugged. "You don't do unicorns and butterflies, either. I thought maybe I'd be able to get some sympathy from you here. Don't you work with some flowery types, too?"
"Oh, sure, but I try not to think about them while I'm fucking you. At least you paid to get here. I'm not wasting my money getting to you if you don't care." He pulled out and flopped onto his back beside House. "Look, if you can't shut up about pretty-boy Wilson, gag
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Rating: NC-17
Warnings: omgreidporn :O
"Danger, Will Robinson!"
The words flashed a bright red warning across Reid's mind's eye as Morgan pressed him forcefully against the dirty alley wall. Strong fingers cupped him through the kaki slacks he wore and Reid suddenly felt very naked despite being fully clothed.
"Wanna see you come," Morgan husked in his ear, his breath ghosting through Ried's hair and his lips tickling Reid's ear. "Wanna watch it happen."
Reid wanted to say no, to tell Morgan that they were in public and this was hardly appropriate. However, when Reid opened his mouth to protest all that came out was a low moan ( ... )
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Thank you, baby ♥
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"Do you know what's really sickening, House?" Munch asked, pushing House's hand away from his erection. "I'm sitting here fucking you and all you can talk about is Wilson. You can see him any day. You can talk about him any day. You can even talk about him to me any day, if you ever felt like picking up a phone. But no, you have to lay there under me, ignoring the fact that my cock is up your ass, to bitch about your little boyfriend when you could be moaning about your... well, about me."
House shrugged. "You don't do unicorns and butterflies, either. I thought maybe I'd be able to get some sympathy from you here. Don't you work with some flowery types, too?"
"Oh, sure, but I try not to think about them while I'm fucking you. At least you paid to get here. I'm not wasting my money getting to you if you don't care." He pulled out and flopped onto his back beside House. "Look, if you can't shut up about pretty-boy Wilson, gag ( ... )
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