Comment-porn wrap-up day 1
Comment Porn Month is on over in phantisma's journal. The theme for day one was Firsts and I was inspired... apperently. Under teh cut is what I've written. Since it's Comment Porn Month everything is rated R - NC-17. Enjoy!
Leverage, Nate/Eliot, he's never...
He's never been good with authority, never been good at submitting, but when Nate looks at him with that look in his eyes it is easy to sink to his knees, it's easy to let go of every little responsibility. He tilts his head up when Nate slides the well worn leather collar and secures it, he can't help but wonder who's worn it before him but even that thought slides away.
Nate's hands are hot on his skin, they guide him, lead him and when his hands are tied behind his back and he's spread over the bed, cock trapped beneath him, he has let go of everything. All that exists are Nate's hands, lips, cock... His release is no explosion, it's a slow fall into bliss and blackness.
When he comes to again his hands are free and the collar is gone and he feels safe for the first time in a long while. He leans into the warmth of Nate at his back and smiles before falling asleep again.
RPS, RDJ/JDM/Sam Ferris, something she's never done
She's usually not this kind of woman, she know good things rarely come from picking up strangers in bars but this pair, these brothers, were something else. Their air of casualness, of danger and sexuality drew her in and before she knew it they where on the way back to their dinky hotel room, Jeff driving as Robert drew her insane in the back seat.
He pulled her closer and let his hands travel in under her clothing, one finding a nipple to twist and the other disappearing in under her skirt, scratching lightly on sensitive skin before sliding inside her panties. She could see Jeff adjusting the rear view mirror, making sure he could see everything. Sam doesn't know where to put her hands, finally they come up and grip the hear rest. The air is filled with the smell of leather and her arousal as Robert's talented hands play her like a fine instrument. She spreads her legs wantonly, not bothering what it looks like anymore, and she notices Jeff shifting in his seat while he drives. It's lucky it's late since he doesn't pay much attention to the road.
Robert murmurs in her ear as his hands drifts over to her other breast, he tells her what he will do to her later, what Jeff will do and how wonderful they will make her feel. She feels his finger skate over her clit and she bucks her hips. His chuckle sends tendrils of lust up her spine and she's breathing hard as he slides two fingers into her while his thumb circles and caresses her. As she starts moaning she hears a curse from the drivers seat and Robert chuckles again as he continues his expert tampering.
She arches back as she comes, her skirt riding up and showing off her soaked underwear and Roberts fingers disappearing into her to Jeff. She collapses back against Robert, still breathing hard, and locking eyes with Jeff she brings up Robert's hand and licks it clean of her own juices. His eyes are black with lust and he curses with relief when the sign for the hotel shows up.
Sam smiles. She might not be this kind of woman, but some time should be the first...
X-Men; Wolverine/Gambit; It was the first time they'd been caught, but it sure wouldn't be the last time
The first time they got caught it took a little planning and a little spying but as soon as they knew Scott liked to use the danger room by himself a certain time it was easy.
Their timing was perfect, Scott stepped through the door just as Remy cried out and came, his cock deep in Logan's throat. They both sensed him there, standing just inside the door and not leaving, as Logan got up and bent Remy over the table he had previously leaned against. The Cajun spread his legs as Logan slid one, two, three slicked fingers into him before replacing them with his wide cock. The still sensed him when Remy mewled and cursed and told Logan to just go faster already as he pushed back to meet each thrust.
They where rather surprised when they sensed a second person at the door but Logan couldn't suppress a wicked grin as he recognized the cool fresh scent of Bobby. So their fearsome leader had had his own date planned. The grin got a little wider when he felt neither of them move. Then Gambit cursed again and flexed those damned muscles of his and Logan didn't think any more as his primal brain took over. He leaned over his partners slender body and while one hand gripped his once again hard cock the other found a nipple and twisted hard as he bit down on Remy's sweat-slicked shoulder. The Cajun screamed a litany of curses as he came violently and the scent and feel of it pulled Wolverine right along with him.
The felt their audience leave while the two of them caught their breath but later when they left themselves Logan could feel the lingering scent of arousal where they had been. He and Remy smiled at each other - maybe next time they would get some audience participation as well...
RPS, JDM/RDJ/SF, the first time they come back
They all knew it was a one time deal, the brothers would be gone the next day and she would go back to her normal boring life. They did and so did she and if she went to that bar just a little bit more often now, who could blame her. She was getting really good at shooting pool too so it wasn't like she was waiting for them to come back.
They didn't intend to come back, choosing different towns and staying on the move was the safest thing to do, the wisest thing. Except neither of them where safe nor wise. So when Jeff steered the car towards her town again Robert didn't argue at all. If he closed her eyes and really tried he could still smell her on the leather of the backseat, where she had come apart under his fingers so beautifully.
She's there when they step through the door, leaning over the pool-table about to take a shot, the pose showing off every curve of her body. They take a seat in a corner and wait for her to notice them, to let them know if she even wants them again.
She sees them as they reach their table and she feels her stomach tighten with desire but she doesn't let on that she's seen them. Instead she finishes her game, making sure to pose just a little bit extra for their benefit, and after she takes her winnings to the bar and gets three beers.
Their hotel is closer this time, just a short drive during which she barely has time to suck Jeff off as Robert watches, and when they get to the room they fall together in a tangle of limbs. As they rock together, each brother filling her, stroking her and loving her in his own way, she knows she will be waiting for them to come back for the rest of her life.
RPS, JDM/RDJ/SF, the first time she takes control
The third time the brothers came back she was ready for them. She'd noticed the stray caresses, the times where their hands found the other brother as much as her and she wanted more. Just as she was sure they wanted more. So she was ready.
She figured Robert would be easiest to persuade to she put the cuffs on Jeff. When she had him secured to the frame of the bed, she'd brought them back to her place this time - sick of dirty hotel rooms, she turned to Robert. Standing behind him as they watched his brother struggle on the bed, straining against his restraints cock bobbing with his efforts, she whispered in his ear as her hands traveled his body, much like his had traveled over hers in the car. She whispered about how pretty they where, how she wanted to see them together and how hot it was making her. She felt the tension in his body and when it finally snapped he spun around and kissed her hard. When he pulled away he murmured "thank you" against her ear before turning and stalking up to his brother, still now on the bed, hands still secure in the cuffs.
It was just as beautiful as she had imagined it, those nights where she lay in her bed caressing herself while she thought about them, together, like this. Something passed between the brothers as Robert crawled up onto the bed, something she couldn't decipher, but when he came close enough Jeff strained upwards to meet his lips. Their first kiss was almost gentle but it didn't last. Sam couldn't keep away completely and she joined them on the bed, guiding Robert's hands and mouth with her own and finally wrapping her hand around both their cocks, sliding them together as they kissed and moaned and in Jeff's cased begged to be released. He arched and groaned and babbled about wanting to touch and finally she couldn't resist him. She unlocked the cuffs and as soon as he could Jeff sat up and caught Robert in a tight embrace, crushing their mouths together as his hands roamed and caressed.
She settled behind Jeff and talked low, right in his ear. "I want you to fuck him, take him as he licks me so I can see you both..." and Jeff growled his approval. She wasn't ready for the two of them turning on her though. Robert whispered about the need for lubricant and Jeff bent down to suck and nip on her breasts while Robert went lower, working together they brought her over the edge fast and hard and while she was coming down, leaning against the headboard, Jeff used her juices to prepare his brother and himself.
Robert's face twisted in pleasure and the only sounds coming from him were breathless moans. They muffled when he buried his face between her thighs and she had to fight to keep her eyes on them as his talented tongue went to work. She felt every thrust, every time Jeff hit something inside his brother that made him moan and the vibrations carry over to her.
They didn't last long... Sam came first, arching up again before collapsing, but Robert wasn't far behind, howling his release as he spilled his seed, Jeff bit down on his brother's shoulder and Sam could see tears in the corners of his eyes when he shuddered with the after shocks. When they lay together, sticky and completely satisfied, both brothers whispered a silent "thank you" in her ear.
Criminal Minds, Morgan/Reid, the first time Morgan knocks on Reid's door
The first time Morgan knocks on Reid's door the evening ends with the two of them asleep on the sofa as a sci-fi movie goes to credits unnoticed by them both. They wake up with cricks in their necks and a sense that something changed.
The second time Morgan knocks on Reid's door they barely make it inside before Morgan has the younger man pinned against the wall and their mouths smashed together in a rather desperate kiss. Reid caches up quick and grinds his pelvis and aching erection against Morgan's jean clad leg while he tilts his head to deepen the kiss.
They aim for the bedroom but make it to the sofa, clothes dropped on the way like trail of crumbs to help find their way back from the passion. Morgan arches his back when Spencer swallows him down, fighting to keep his control, just when he's about to loose it Reid stops and leaves him quivering on the edge while he kisses his way up to Morgan's mouth, smiling wickedly the whole way.
Morgan takes a few breathes and calms down before flipping them suddenly and pressing Reid into the pillows with his whole body meeting the younger man's laughing eyes with his own before tilting his hips just so, making their cocks glide together and causing Spencer's eyes to flutter closed.
When Derek finally settles into Spencer's heat he has to call up all his self-control not to loose it right there and then. They barely fit on the sofa, the angle is all wrong but still nothing has felt so right in a long time. Nether of them last very long and with one last thrust that hits a spot that makes Reid cry out and shiver as he spills between them Morgan finally let's himself fall, over the edge and straight into a warm comfortable darkness...
They fall asleep on the sofa, the TV silent beside them and their whole world changed.
Leverage, Nate/Eliot, he's never...
He's never been good with authority, never been good at submitting, but when Nate looks at him with that look in his eyes it is easy to sink to his knees, it's easy to let go of every little responsibility. He tilts his head up when Nate slides the well worn leather collar and secures it, he can't help but wonder who's worn it before him but even that thought slides away.
Nate's hands are hot on his skin, they guide him, lead him and when his hands are tied behind his back and he's spread over the bed, cock trapped beneath him, he has let go of everything. All that exists are Nate's hands, lips, cock... His release is no explosion, it's a slow fall into bliss and blackness.
When he comes to again his hands are free and the collar is gone and he feels safe for the first time in a long while. He leans into the warmth of Nate at his back and smiles before falling asleep again.
RPS, RDJ/JDM/Sam Ferris, something she's never done
She's usually not this kind of woman, she know good things rarely come from picking up strangers in bars but this pair, these brothers, were something else. Their air of casualness, of danger and sexuality drew her in and before she knew it they where on the way back to their dinky hotel room, Jeff driving as Robert drew her insane in the back seat.
He pulled her closer and let his hands travel in under her clothing, one finding a nipple to twist and the other disappearing in under her skirt, scratching lightly on sensitive skin before sliding inside her panties. She could see Jeff adjusting the rear view mirror, making sure he could see everything. Sam doesn't know where to put her hands, finally they come up and grip the hear rest. The air is filled with the smell of leather and her arousal as Robert's talented hands play her like a fine instrument. She spreads her legs wantonly, not bothering what it looks like anymore, and she notices Jeff shifting in his seat while he drives. It's lucky it's late since he doesn't pay much attention to the road.
Robert murmurs in her ear as his hands drifts over to her other breast, he tells her what he will do to her later, what Jeff will do and how wonderful they will make her feel. She feels his finger skate over her clit and she bucks her hips. His chuckle sends tendrils of lust up her spine and she's breathing hard as he slides two fingers into her while his thumb circles and caresses her. As she starts moaning she hears a curse from the drivers seat and Robert chuckles again as he continues his expert tampering.
She arches back as she comes, her skirt riding up and showing off her soaked underwear and Roberts fingers disappearing into her to Jeff. She collapses back against Robert, still breathing hard, and locking eyes with Jeff she brings up Robert's hand and licks it clean of her own juices. His eyes are black with lust and he curses with relief when the sign for the hotel shows up.
Sam smiles. She might not be this kind of woman, but some time should be the first...
X-Men; Wolverine/Gambit; It was the first time they'd been caught, but it sure wouldn't be the last time
The first time they got caught it took a little planning and a little spying but as soon as they knew Scott liked to use the danger room by himself a certain time it was easy.
Their timing was perfect, Scott stepped through the door just as Remy cried out and came, his cock deep in Logan's throat. They both sensed him there, standing just inside the door and not leaving, as Logan got up and bent Remy over the table he had previously leaned against. The Cajun spread his legs as Logan slid one, two, three slicked fingers into him before replacing them with his wide cock. The still sensed him when Remy mewled and cursed and told Logan to just go faster already as he pushed back to meet each thrust.
They where rather surprised when they sensed a second person at the door but Logan couldn't suppress a wicked grin as he recognized the cool fresh scent of Bobby. So their fearsome leader had had his own date planned. The grin got a little wider when he felt neither of them move. Then Gambit cursed again and flexed those damned muscles of his and Logan didn't think any more as his primal brain took over. He leaned over his partners slender body and while one hand gripped his once again hard cock the other found a nipple and twisted hard as he bit down on Remy's sweat-slicked shoulder. The Cajun screamed a litany of curses as he came violently and the scent and feel of it pulled Wolverine right along with him.
The felt their audience leave while the two of them caught their breath but later when they left themselves Logan could feel the lingering scent of arousal where they had been. He and Remy smiled at each other - maybe next time they would get some audience participation as well...
RPS, JDM/RDJ/SF, the first time they come back
They all knew it was a one time deal, the brothers would be gone the next day and she would go back to her normal boring life. They did and so did she and if she went to that bar just a little bit more often now, who could blame her. She was getting really good at shooting pool too so it wasn't like she was waiting for them to come back.
They didn't intend to come back, choosing different towns and staying on the move was the safest thing to do, the wisest thing. Except neither of them where safe nor wise. So when Jeff steered the car towards her town again Robert didn't argue at all. If he closed her eyes and really tried he could still smell her on the leather of the backseat, where she had come apart under his fingers so beautifully.
She's there when they step through the door, leaning over the pool-table about to take a shot, the pose showing off every curve of her body. They take a seat in a corner and wait for her to notice them, to let them know if she even wants them again.
She sees them as they reach their table and she feels her stomach tighten with desire but she doesn't let on that she's seen them. Instead she finishes her game, making sure to pose just a little bit extra for their benefit, and after she takes her winnings to the bar and gets three beers.
Their hotel is closer this time, just a short drive during which she barely has time to suck Jeff off as Robert watches, and when they get to the room they fall together in a tangle of limbs. As they rock together, each brother filling her, stroking her and loving her in his own way, she knows she will be waiting for them to come back for the rest of her life.
RPS, JDM/RDJ/SF, the first time she takes control
The third time the brothers came back she was ready for them. She'd noticed the stray caresses, the times where their hands found the other brother as much as her and she wanted more. Just as she was sure they wanted more. So she was ready.
She figured Robert would be easiest to persuade to she put the cuffs on Jeff. When she had him secured to the frame of the bed, she'd brought them back to her place this time - sick of dirty hotel rooms, she turned to Robert. Standing behind him as they watched his brother struggle on the bed, straining against his restraints cock bobbing with his efforts, she whispered in his ear as her hands traveled his body, much like his had traveled over hers in the car. She whispered about how pretty they where, how she wanted to see them together and how hot it was making her. She felt the tension in his body and when it finally snapped he spun around and kissed her hard. When he pulled away he murmured "thank you" against her ear before turning and stalking up to his brother, still now on the bed, hands still secure in the cuffs.
It was just as beautiful as she had imagined it, those nights where she lay in her bed caressing herself while she thought about them, together, like this. Something passed between the brothers as Robert crawled up onto the bed, something she couldn't decipher, but when he came close enough Jeff strained upwards to meet his lips. Their first kiss was almost gentle but it didn't last. Sam couldn't keep away completely and she joined them on the bed, guiding Robert's hands and mouth with her own and finally wrapping her hand around both their cocks, sliding them together as they kissed and moaned and in Jeff's cased begged to be released. He arched and groaned and babbled about wanting to touch and finally she couldn't resist him. She unlocked the cuffs and as soon as he could Jeff sat up and caught Robert in a tight embrace, crushing their mouths together as his hands roamed and caressed.
She settled behind Jeff and talked low, right in his ear. "I want you to fuck him, take him as he licks me so I can see you both..." and Jeff growled his approval. She wasn't ready for the two of them turning on her though. Robert whispered about the need for lubricant and Jeff bent down to suck and nip on her breasts while Robert went lower, working together they brought her over the edge fast and hard and while she was coming down, leaning against the headboard, Jeff used her juices to prepare his brother and himself.
Robert's face twisted in pleasure and the only sounds coming from him were breathless moans. They muffled when he buried his face between her thighs and she had to fight to keep her eyes on them as his talented tongue went to work. She felt every thrust, every time Jeff hit something inside his brother that made him moan and the vibrations carry over to her.
They didn't last long... Sam came first, arching up again before collapsing, but Robert wasn't far behind, howling his release as he spilled his seed, Jeff bit down on his brother's shoulder and Sam could see tears in the corners of his eyes when he shuddered with the after shocks. When they lay together, sticky and completely satisfied, both brothers whispered a silent "thank you" in her ear.
Criminal Minds, Morgan/Reid, the first time Morgan knocks on Reid's door
The first time Morgan knocks on Reid's door the evening ends with the two of them asleep on the sofa as a sci-fi movie goes to credits unnoticed by them both. They wake up with cricks in their necks and a sense that something changed.
The second time Morgan knocks on Reid's door they barely make it inside before Morgan has the younger man pinned against the wall and their mouths smashed together in a rather desperate kiss. Reid caches up quick and grinds his pelvis and aching erection against Morgan's jean clad leg while he tilts his head to deepen the kiss.
They aim for the bedroom but make it to the sofa, clothes dropped on the way like trail of crumbs to help find their way back from the passion. Morgan arches his back when Spencer swallows him down, fighting to keep his control, just when he's about to loose it Reid stops and leaves him quivering on the edge while he kisses his way up to Morgan's mouth, smiling wickedly the whole way.
Morgan takes a few breathes and calms down before flipping them suddenly and pressing Reid into the pillows with his whole body meeting the younger man's laughing eyes with his own before tilting his hips just so, making their cocks glide together and causing Spencer's eyes to flutter closed.
When Derek finally settles into Spencer's heat he has to call up all his self-control not to loose it right there and then. They barely fit on the sofa, the angle is all wrong but still nothing has felt so right in a long time. Nether of them last very long and with one last thrust that hits a spot that makes Reid cry out and shiver as he spills between them Morgan finally let's himself fall, over the edge and straight into a warm comfortable darkness...
They fall asleep on the sofa, the TV silent beside them and their whole world changed.