[Porn!Thursday] ON MONDAY, WTF?!
Okay, so really good things happened today. Thus, I finally got time and inspiration to finish some of these friggin' things. MUAHAHAHA.
Thus, I deliver porn that's many moons over due. I'm just putting them up here because I want to make sure they're easy for everyone to get to.
Sorry for taking so long all!
Tommy/Anyone for fullmetal_cute
Prompt: None
Tommy gasps and arches upwards when he feels a warm, wet tongue lick its way up his chest. He strains against the satin ribbons binding him to the bed posts, writhing with need.
A dark chuckle escapes his lover's mouth and Tommy can feel sloppy open-mouthed kisses being trailed down his chest. Long, thin fingers glide up his thighs to caress his sex gently, wringing a strangled croak from Tommy's throat.
"Please..."
A hot breath puffs over his erection and Tommy screams.
"Please what, Tommy?"
"Please... touch me more."
Another chuckle, then suddenly he's being swallowed down into warm wet heat. Tommy doesn't last long, bucking and grunting as white lights flash in front of his eyes.
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Pipster for runenklinge
Prompt: musical
"Hart. Hart stoppit, you pervert!"
James Jesse hisses and unsuccessfully tries to bat Hartley away.
"Just because you get off on mus-musicals doesn't mean you get to-oooogodstoppit- neck in public theatres!"
Hartley laughs and continues to nibble at James's ear.
"It's a movie theatre, James. We're practically expected to make out. It's part of the experience."
James snorts. He did want to see what this "Sweeny Todd" thing was all about, but the theatre's pretty empty and... oh screw it. He shifts in his seat and pulls the popcorn out of Hartley's lap, setting it on the floor where it's slightly less likely to be knocked over. Then he reaches out and grabs Hartley's collar.
"Fine. Get over here you tease."
He's unsurprised when Hartley chuckles into his mouth as they kiss. Still, James Jesse's not one to take crap from anyone, not even his lover, so he punishes Hartley by sucking the other man's lower lip into his mouth and nipping it sharply. Hartley jerks, but then he smiles slyly and decides to up the ante. He slips his hand over the armrest to land softly in James's lap, then massages the growing bulge.
James grunts and growls in Hartley's ear.
"Fuck, Hart, you're gonna make me cum in my pants if you keep that up."
"Mm, that would be a bad thing, wouldn't it?"
Hartley smiles impishly and cups the James's balls through the fabric of his jeans, then slides out of his seat to kneel between the other man's legs.
"But we won't have to worry if your pants are around your legs when you hit the top."
James is breathing heavily as he watches Hartley unzip his jeans and he stuffs his fist in his mouth to keep himself from yelping when Hartley slowly takes his erection into his mouth.
All things considered, he doesn't last long, not when he's watching Hartley's head bob up and down in the theatre's dim lighting. It's weird, but he cums as a burst of music and screaming blasts through the speakers of the theatre, drowning out his own muffled cry. Or maybe not. Piper's always had a strange sense of irony.
349
Angel/Nightcrawler for aureawolf
Prompt: movieverse
((I've never seen movieverse!Angel, so I'm cheating a little. You'll see how.))
Kurt reverently ran his fingers over The Angel's wings. This wasn't the first time he'd done so, but every time he saw them, he was awed. This was what the Bible had spoken of when it had talked about the frightening beauty of God's messengers.
He said so out loud, and was rewarded with laughter that resembled nothing more than church bells calling the faithful to worship. The Angel pulled Kurt down for a kiss and he grinned when Kurt blushed purple out of embarrassment, feeling his erection press into The Angel's thigh. It just didn't feel right to be so brazenly naked and lustful around Him, but... were angels not the truest expression of God's love for his children?
In any case, The Angel didn't seem to mind Kurt's lust. He reached down to wrap gentle fingers around Kurt and smiled delightedly when Kurt sighed softly with desire and moved in closer, and tilted his head up for another kiss. Kurt could hear His wings twitch once, then felt the air whoosh as they swooped in around his back to enclose him in a feathery embrace. He moaned happily and moved his hands up to rub slow circles around the muscles that attached His wings to His back. The Angel seemed to enjoy when he did that, quickening his pace and swiping his thumb brazenly across the tip of Kurt's erection.
Kurt could feel warmth gathering in his belly. He closed his eyes and leaned his head into The Angel's neck, nipping at the sun-kissed skin and murmuring softly in a melange of English and German. Soon, too soon, heat took over Kurt's world in a wash of bright colours. He screamed in guttural German and his body tensed as he hit his climax. Kurt could feel Him let go of his member to wrap his arms around Kurt, supporting him so that he didn't fall to the ground.
In the blur of afterglow, Kurt let himself hang in The Angel's embrace, tail twitching spasmodically in lazy pleasure.
"Amen," he whispered.
And The Angel laughed out loud once more.
346
Boostle for phoenixfire_lia
Prompt: hurt/comfort, with bonus points for nwo_now'verse
((Sorry, not so much 'smut' as 'sweet with a little spice'. Hurt/comfort just doesn't seem to let me pull sex in. I'll have to work on that. ;o;))
Booster sighed and mentally covered his checklist for the umpteenth time.
The twins were at heir Aunt Michelle's house with the dog. Skeets was out for the next week or so for maintenance. The doors were locked, the curtains were pulled and Barda had laughingly agreed to make sure that there wouldn't be any annoying door-to-door salesman today.
Everything was perfect.
So why, then, was he sitting in the kitchen helping Ted dig up ice for his twisted ankle instead of getting laid?!
Ted chuckled.
"Dunno. you're just lucky, I guess."
Booster snorted, then triumphantly held a bag of frozen peas out to his husband.
"Right. I'd have to say that you're the lucky one. After all, who'd find the frozen food if I weren't around?"
Ted moaned as he settled the ice onto his raised foot, slumping down into his chair happily.
"God, that feels nice. I love you so much, Booster."
Booster grinned happily and pulled Ted into a hug from behind.
"Love you too, Ted."
He planted a kiss onto the back of Ted's head. Ted leaned back into Booster's embrace, then paused. Booster heard, rather than saw, Ted's wry smirk.
"Woah there, looks like Mister Happy wants to play, mm?"
Booster flushed a little when he realized that his erection was pressing into Ted's back rather insistently.
"Uh..."
Ted grinned turned his head slightly so that Booster could see his cocked eyebrow.
"Well since you went through all the trouble of clearing the house, perhaps we should do something about that?"
Booster's expression went from nervous to gleeful to downtrodden in a flash of jumbled emotions.
"Your ankle..."
"Won't be a problem as long as we don't move it too much." Ted grinned slyly. "It looks like you'll just have to ride me today."
Booster laughed breathlessly, then scooped Ted up into a bridal-carry and started to make his way to the bedroom.
"God, you're sexy when you're devious."
"Mm, I know."
303
Caboose/Grif for navisx
Prompt: cartoons
"Mm, do that thing with your tongue again, please?"
"Sure sexy. Just don't stop moving. Fuck, that's perfect. Yes, yes!"
"Oh! Oh, more. Just like that."
"Shit, yes! Yes! Yes! YesYesYe-!!".
POPCRACK.
"..."
"..."
"Well fuck me stupid with a rusty hammer."
"That ... that sounds sorta painful, Grif."
"... never mind Caboose..."
~
Simultaneous cries of "CHUUUUUUUUUUUURCH!" and "HEEEEEEEEEEELP!" soon rang out through the Blue base. Church sighed and came running, unsurprised when he realized that the cries were coming from Caboose's room.
"Okay, what the fuck did yo-AAAAAUGH!!"
"It's not what it looks like!""I'm sorry Church, don't be mad at me!"
"FUCK! MY EYES! I NEED TO STAB MY EYES OUT NOW! FUCK!"
Church made as if he were going to storm up to Caboose to strangle him, paused in his tracks, then grabbed a blanket and, squinting through a crack in his fingers, threw it over the couple. After a few deep, calming breaths, Church glowered down at the two men entangled on Caboose's bed.
"What. The Fuck. Is going on here?"
Funnily enough, it was Grif who answered first.
"Uhm... page twenty six, actually."
The man jerked his chin towards the bedside table (his hands were both currently trapped), where a book rested, its pages open. Church hesitantly reached out and flipped the pages back to the correct page. Then he squinted. Turned it onto its side. And looked some more.
"Well, I guess Caboose is strong enough to hold that position, but only a woman or Donut'd ever be flexible to do the other side of things."
Grif glowered darkly up at Church. It would have looked more threatening if his face weren't half-covered by blanket. And if Caboose wasn't red faced and panting on top of him. "Well, obviously I know that now, but that doesn't help us, does it?"
Church raised an eyebrow.
"No... but what'm I supposed to do about it?"
"Get us out of this position, you asshole!"
Grif's face became frantic and he flailed, trying to pull his limbs back into position. In response, Caboose yelped loudly, then moaned.
"Gr-Grif, that's rubbing me in all the right places, only they're sorta the wrong places for this moment and if you don't stop I'm gonna-uwaAAAAAAAaaaah!"
Caboose's body jerked and he grunted, eyes winching shut.
Church watched, shell shocked.
"Did he just...?"
Grif nodded, mouth set somewhere between a pleased grin and an embarrassed pout.
"Uh... yeah."
A beat.
"I'm going to go get some gloves. Then I'm going to pry you two apart. The you'll clean this place while I boil my hands. Then we're never. EVER. Going to speak of this again. Am I clear?"
Grif's eyes were wide and he nodded quickly.
"Yes!"
Church nodded, then turned on his heel and left the room, slamming the door behind him. Grif looked up at Caboose, who'd curled up happily on his chest, and he cursed softly under his breath.
450
BWUH. Okayz.
I'm just porned out for tonight ^^;
I do the other half tomorrow, I promises. Because I'm going to finish these so that I can do another porn!thusday this thursday before I enter midterm hell. (Ima die, Y/N?)
Thus, I deliver porn that's many moons over due. I'm just putting them up here because I want to make sure they're easy for everyone to get to.
Sorry for taking so long all!
Tommy/Anyone for fullmetal_cute
Prompt: None
Tommy gasps and arches upwards when he feels a warm, wet tongue lick its way up his chest. He strains against the satin ribbons binding him to the bed posts, writhing with need.
A dark chuckle escapes his lover's mouth and Tommy can feel sloppy open-mouthed kisses being trailed down his chest. Long, thin fingers glide up his thighs to caress his sex gently, wringing a strangled croak from Tommy's throat.
"Please..."
A hot breath puffs over his erection and Tommy screams.
"Please what, Tommy?"
"Please... touch me more."
Another chuckle, then suddenly he's being swallowed down into warm wet heat. Tommy doesn't last long, bucking and grunting as white lights flash in front of his eyes.
112
Pipster for runenklinge
Prompt: musical
"Hart. Hart stoppit, you pervert!"
James Jesse hisses and unsuccessfully tries to bat Hartley away.
"Just because you get off on mus-musicals doesn't mean you get to-oooogodstoppit- neck in public theatres!"
Hartley laughs and continues to nibble at James's ear.
"It's a movie theatre, James. We're practically expected to make out. It's part of the experience."
James snorts. He did want to see what this "Sweeny Todd" thing was all about, but the theatre's pretty empty and... oh screw it. He shifts in his seat and pulls the popcorn out of Hartley's lap, setting it on the floor where it's slightly less likely to be knocked over. Then he reaches out and grabs Hartley's collar.
"Fine. Get over here you tease."
He's unsurprised when Hartley chuckles into his mouth as they kiss. Still, James Jesse's not one to take crap from anyone, not even his lover, so he punishes Hartley by sucking the other man's lower lip into his mouth and nipping it sharply. Hartley jerks, but then he smiles slyly and decides to up the ante. He slips his hand over the armrest to land softly in James's lap, then massages the growing bulge.
James grunts and growls in Hartley's ear.
"Fuck, Hart, you're gonna make me cum in my pants if you keep that up."
"Mm, that would be a bad thing, wouldn't it?"
Hartley smiles impishly and cups the James's balls through the fabric of his jeans, then slides out of his seat to kneel between the other man's legs.
"But we won't have to worry if your pants are around your legs when you hit the top."
James is breathing heavily as he watches Hartley unzip his jeans and he stuffs his fist in his mouth to keep himself from yelping when Hartley slowly takes his erection into his mouth.
All things considered, he doesn't last long, not when he's watching Hartley's head bob up and down in the theatre's dim lighting. It's weird, but he cums as a burst of music and screaming blasts through the speakers of the theatre, drowning out his own muffled cry. Or maybe not. Piper's always had a strange sense of irony.
349
Angel/Nightcrawler for aureawolf
Prompt: movieverse
((I've never seen movieverse!Angel, so I'm cheating a little. You'll see how.))
Kurt reverently ran his fingers over The Angel's wings. This wasn't the first time he'd done so, but every time he saw them, he was awed. This was what the Bible had spoken of when it had talked about the frightening beauty of God's messengers.
He said so out loud, and was rewarded with laughter that resembled nothing more than church bells calling the faithful to worship. The Angel pulled Kurt down for a kiss and he grinned when Kurt blushed purple out of embarrassment, feeling his erection press into The Angel's thigh. It just didn't feel right to be so brazenly naked and lustful around Him, but... were angels not the truest expression of God's love for his children?
In any case, The Angel didn't seem to mind Kurt's lust. He reached down to wrap gentle fingers around Kurt and smiled delightedly when Kurt sighed softly with desire and moved in closer, and tilted his head up for another kiss. Kurt could hear His wings twitch once, then felt the air whoosh as they swooped in around his back to enclose him in a feathery embrace. He moaned happily and moved his hands up to rub slow circles around the muscles that attached His wings to His back. The Angel seemed to enjoy when he did that, quickening his pace and swiping his thumb brazenly across the tip of Kurt's erection.
Kurt could feel warmth gathering in his belly. He closed his eyes and leaned his head into The Angel's neck, nipping at the sun-kissed skin and murmuring softly in a melange of English and German. Soon, too soon, heat took over Kurt's world in a wash of bright colours. He screamed in guttural German and his body tensed as he hit his climax. Kurt could feel Him let go of his member to wrap his arms around Kurt, supporting him so that he didn't fall to the ground.
In the blur of afterglow, Kurt let himself hang in The Angel's embrace, tail twitching spasmodically in lazy pleasure.
"Amen," he whispered.
And The Angel laughed out loud once more.
346
Boostle for phoenixfire_lia
Prompt: hurt/comfort, with bonus points for nwo_now'verse
((Sorry, not so much 'smut' as 'sweet with a little spice'. Hurt/comfort just doesn't seem to let me pull sex in. I'll have to work on that. ;o;))
Booster sighed and mentally covered his checklist for the umpteenth time.
The twins were at heir Aunt Michelle's house with the dog. Skeets was out for the next week or so for maintenance. The doors were locked, the curtains were pulled and Barda had laughingly agreed to make sure that there wouldn't be any annoying door-to-door salesman today.
Everything was perfect.
So why, then, was he sitting in the kitchen helping Ted dig up ice for his twisted ankle instead of getting laid?!
Ted chuckled.
"Dunno. you're just lucky, I guess."
Booster snorted, then triumphantly held a bag of frozen peas out to his husband.
"Right. I'd have to say that you're the lucky one. After all, who'd find the frozen food if I weren't around?"
Ted moaned as he settled the ice onto his raised foot, slumping down into his chair happily.
"God, that feels nice. I love you so much, Booster."
Booster grinned happily and pulled Ted into a hug from behind.
"Love you too, Ted."
He planted a kiss onto the back of Ted's head. Ted leaned back into Booster's embrace, then paused. Booster heard, rather than saw, Ted's wry smirk.
"Woah there, looks like Mister Happy wants to play, mm?"
Booster flushed a little when he realized that his erection was pressing into Ted's back rather insistently.
"Uh..."
Ted grinned turned his head slightly so that Booster could see his cocked eyebrow.
"Well since you went through all the trouble of clearing the house, perhaps we should do something about that?"
Booster's expression went from nervous to gleeful to downtrodden in a flash of jumbled emotions.
"Your ankle..."
"Won't be a problem as long as we don't move it too much." Ted grinned slyly. "It looks like you'll just have to ride me today."
Booster laughed breathlessly, then scooped Ted up into a bridal-carry and started to make his way to the bedroom.
"God, you're sexy when you're devious."
"Mm, I know."
303
Caboose/Grif for navisx
Prompt: cartoons
"Mm, do that thing with your tongue again, please?"
"Sure sexy. Just don't stop moving. Fuck, that's perfect. Yes, yes!"
"Oh! Oh, more. Just like that."
"Shit, yes! Yes! Yes! YesYesYe-!!".
POPCRACK.
"..."
"..."
"Well fuck me stupid with a rusty hammer."
"That ... that sounds sorta painful, Grif."
"... never mind Caboose..."
~
Simultaneous cries of "CHUUUUUUUUUUUURCH!" and "HEEEEEEEEEEELP!" soon rang out through the Blue base. Church sighed and came running, unsurprised when he realized that the cries were coming from Caboose's room.
"Okay, what the fuck did yo-AAAAAUGH!!"
"It's not what it looks like!""I'm sorry Church, don't be mad at me!"
"FUCK! MY EYES! I NEED TO STAB MY EYES OUT NOW! FUCK!"
Church made as if he were going to storm up to Caboose to strangle him, paused in his tracks, then grabbed a blanket and, squinting through a crack in his fingers, threw it over the couple. After a few deep, calming breaths, Church glowered down at the two men entangled on Caboose's bed.
"What. The Fuck. Is going on here?"
Funnily enough, it was Grif who answered first.
"Uhm... page twenty six, actually."
The man jerked his chin towards the bedside table (his hands were both currently trapped), where a book rested, its pages open. Church hesitantly reached out and flipped the pages back to the correct page. Then he squinted. Turned it onto its side. And looked some more.
"Well, I guess Caboose is strong enough to hold that position, but only a woman or Donut'd ever be flexible to do the other side of things."
Grif glowered darkly up at Church. It would have looked more threatening if his face weren't half-covered by blanket. And if Caboose wasn't red faced and panting on top of him. "Well, obviously I know that now, but that doesn't help us, does it?"
Church raised an eyebrow.
"No... but what'm I supposed to do about it?"
"Get us out of this position, you asshole!"
Grif's face became frantic and he flailed, trying to pull his limbs back into position. In response, Caboose yelped loudly, then moaned.
"Gr-Grif, that's rubbing me in all the right places, only they're sorta the wrong places for this moment and if you don't stop I'm gonna-uwaAAAAAAAaaaah!"
Caboose's body jerked and he grunted, eyes winching shut.
Church watched, shell shocked.
"Did he just...?"
Grif nodded, mouth set somewhere between a pleased grin and an embarrassed pout.
"Uh... yeah."
A beat.
"I'm going to go get some gloves. Then I'm going to pry you two apart. The you'll clean this place while I boil my hands. Then we're never. EVER. Going to speak of this again. Am I clear?"
Grif's eyes were wide and he nodded quickly.
"Yes!"
Church nodded, then turned on his heel and left the room, slamming the door behind him. Grif looked up at Caboose, who'd curled up happily on his chest, and he cursed softly under his breath.
450
BWUH. Okayz.
I'm just porned out for tonight ^^;
I do the other half tomorrow, I promises. Because I'm going to finish these so that I can do another porn!thusday this thursday before I enter midterm hell. (Ima die, Y/N?)