Welcome, boys and girls, to your Friday Free For All. It's been another fabulous week - the turn out each day seems to be better and better! I am so pleased with the number of fandoms represented and the new ones I keep finding
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Torchwood, Jack/Ianto, Cold toesnoteverydayJanuary 30 2009, 21:13:09 UTC
(I'll apologize in advance, I somehow doubt this is what you were going for.) "Come on. Just this once?" Ianto frowned, sitting up and holding the sheets around his slim frame. "Excuse me sir?" Jack chuckled, giving that heart-melting smile that somehow managed to keep half of the galaxy from killing him. "I asked you to sit on my toes. They're cold." He wiggled his toes in emphasis, sticking just past the edge of the blanket. Ianto sighed, as always unable to resist that smile. "Just this once sir." He arranged himself, sitting at the edge of the bed and sandwiching Jack's (freezing Ianto noted) toes between his calfs and his warm buttocks. Jack sighed happily as the warmth seeping into his extremities, and other mischevious thoughts began to paint themselves in his mind.
Ianto did not trust the quickly changing blissful grin that was creeping across Jack's features
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Lotrips, Viggo/Orlando, chocolate kissesobvmluverJanuary 30 2009, 16:10:27 UTC
Viggo had managed to get his hands on the spare key of Orlando's trailer and he sneaked in. He was thankful that Orlando was still on set wrapped up in filming. Viggo unloaded the bag full of groceries to the tiny fridge Orlando had in the kitchenette at the back of the bus. Then he fished out the last item, placing it on the table beside the bed and sat down
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Re: Lotrips, Viggo/Orlando, chocolate kissesobvmluverJanuary 30 2009, 16:55:56 UTC
You're welcome. Your idea was just lovely and since I can't shake the new Orli images from my mind this was the result. I hope the storycomment pleases you at least a little. *blush*
Omg, sap BEYOND sap, I have no idea what's wrong with me! *g*azewewishJanuary 30 2009, 19:36:06 UTC
After almost five years with Sean (of course, they'd known each other for a decade, but didn't actually hook up until one memorable night in Mexico while filming 'Troy'), it was the little things, the small routines, that Orlando cherished most. The mingling of coffee mugs in the cabinets, the way that Sean always prepared Orlando's cup first, then his own, how they split the grocery list while shopping (mostly because Sean was crap at picking out fresh vegetables and Orlando wouldn't know a good cut of meat if it mooed at him), the nightly calls when they were away working...all of the tiny details that made up a life together, one learned over time
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Orlando's head whipped around at the hissed words, and he glared at Karl. "Are you daft?"
"Dare you," Karl grinned, leaning back against the bar, eyes dancing with evil glee.
"Piss off," Orlando said, refusing to look at Harry again.
"He's a good kisser," Karl said, leaning in to whisper the words in Orlando's ear. "And he loves to watch. Go on, double dare you."
"Piss off," Orlando said again, trying to hide how his body reacted to the idea of Harry watching. His mind, traitorous thing that is was, immediately jumped on the image of Harry doing and not just watching. Fuck.
"Said he wanted to watch you," Karl murmured, dragging his fingers up the back of Orlando's arm, grinning when Orlando jumped. "Told me he wants to know what you look like with a cock up your arse."
"He...what?" Orlando's eyes glazed over and virtually all higher brain functions ceased. The idea, man
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He doesn't think he'll ever be a mask guy...not like Oliver or the others. Well, that isn't especially true. For Clark Kent, his entire life was a mask that he wore, uncomfortable and chaffing at times, but necessary to protect those he loves.
Maybe once he actually was that starry eyed farm boy...but it hasn't been really him in a long, long time.
It's here, in this private sanctuary created not by money or super powers but by simple privacy in a rundown motel on the other side of the world, Clark can let go of the mask, let go of the past as Oliver smiles.
Oooo. I love this! The many interpretations of "mask" are just what I was thinking about when I posted the prompt.
Personally, I think one of Oliver's smiles is plenty porny enough *g* (although I do still think they look like they want to devour each other 1/2 the time - must be the "goggles")
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"Come on. Just this once?"
Ianto frowned, sitting up and holding the sheets around his slim frame.
"Excuse me sir?"
Jack chuckled, giving that heart-melting smile that somehow managed to keep half of the galaxy from killing him.
"I asked you to sit on my toes. They're cold." He wiggled his toes in emphasis, sticking just past the edge of the blanket. Ianto sighed, as always unable to resist that smile.
"Just this once sir." He arranged himself, sitting at the edge of the bed and sandwiching Jack's (freezing Ianto noted) toes between his calfs and his warm buttocks. Jack sighed happily as the warmth seeping into his extremities, and other mischevious thoughts began to paint themselves in his mind.
Ianto did not trust the quickly changing blissful grin that was creeping across Jack's features ( ... )
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Thank You! :)
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I adore this wonderful piece of SAP! *g*
Sweetness - check!
Adorableness - check!
Love - check!
Totally Cuddlicious (yes it's totally a word;)
Oh and this made me really LOL
Orlando wouldn't know a good cut of meat if it mooed at him
So totally Orlando! :D
This was just precious and I'm going to lock it up and keep it 4Eva
(in case you hadn't guessed... I LOVED THIS!!)
Thank You, my sweets!!
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Orlando's head whipped around at the hissed words, and he glared at Karl. "Are you daft?"
"Dare you," Karl grinned, leaning back against the bar, eyes dancing with evil glee.
"Piss off," Orlando said, refusing to look at Harry again.
"He's a good kisser," Karl said, leaning in to whisper the words in Orlando's ear. "And he loves to watch. Go on, double dare you."
"Piss off," Orlando said again, trying to hide how his body reacted to the idea of Harry watching. His mind, traitorous thing that is was, immediately jumped on the image of Harry doing and not just watching. Fuck.
"Said he wanted to watch you," Karl murmured, dragging his fingers up the back of Orlando's arm, grinning when Orlando jumped. "Told me he wants to know what you look like with a cock up your arse."
"He...what?" Orlando's eyes glazed over and virtually all higher brain functions ceased. The idea, man ( ... )
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This was perfection... and yet needs MORE! ;oP
Thank you!!!
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Maybe once he actually was that starry eyed farm boy...but it hasn't been really him in a long, long time.
It's here, in this private sanctuary created not by money or super powers but by simple privacy in a rundown motel on the other side of the world, Clark can let go of the mask, let go of the past as Oliver smiles.
*somehow didn't go to the porny place, sorry!*
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Personally, I think one of Oliver's smiles is plenty porny enough *g* (although I do still think they look like they want to devour each other 1/2 the time - must be the "goggles")
Thank you!!
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