Three ficlets I wrote for springkink recently
And in three different fandoms. Talk about testing my boundaries, especially on one of them, since I hadn't seen that series since...uh...the late '70's? Geeze.
All untitled.
Blanket disclaimer: I do NOT own anything related to any of these fandoms - except the normal fan things (yes, I do own one of the Man From Atlantis novels, so I do own a normal fan thing from that series).
Rating: Hard teen - Mature on all of them, most likely.
Prompts and fandoms will lead you to the story. Cut for the innocent (yeah...a few of you are innocent, right? Right? *throws hands in air*).
Fandom: Saiyuki
Pairing: Hakkai/Yaone
Kink: "Do you trust me?" Hakkai's voice was melodic and soothing and Yaone found herself nodding before she even realized she'd agreed. But she did trust Hakkai. Truth be told, she would trust anyone from his party, even if the redhead was a lecher. "Are you sure?" Hakkai's words intruded on her thoughts.
"Yes."
The simple affirmative seemed to surprise him but he smiled in response. "Give me your hands."
Yaone did, watching as Hakkai looped silk around one of her wrists. Twisting her neck, she let him tie her hands together behind her back. She tested the bonds, feeling the ties cut into her skin when she attempted to pull free.
"None of that, Yaone." Hakkai gave her wrists a quick jerk. "Be a good girl." His free hand stroked up her thigh-high leggings,fingers moving under the hem of her body sheath. He cupped the curve of her ass, his breath soft against the back of her neck as his fingers slipped between her thighs.
Yaone shuddered, arching back against Hakkai. Her hands clenched and unclenched as he pulled her roughly against him. Releasing his grip on her wrists, Hakkai stroked her stomach, untying the long ribbons of her clothes to let them fall away like petals from a flower. Long fingers moved over her, seeking and finding her clitoris, manipulating it until Yaone's body arced and she screamed her release.
When the stars faded from her vision, she realized her hands were no longer bound. Twisting in Hakkai's supporting arms, Yaone smiled at him, nuzzling his chin. "Do you trust me?" she asked as she untied the sash at his waist, hearing the soft hitch in his voice as he replied.
"Yes."
Pulling free of his arms, Yaone looped the soft fabric of the sash around one of Hakkai's wrists, pulling it tight. Hakkai's eyes dilated. He panted softly, licking his lips. "Be a good boy, then," Yaone told him as she spun him around, tying his wrists together.
Fandom: The Man From Atlantis
Pairing: Mark Harris/Dr. Elizabeth Meryll
Kink: The notes Elizabeth took were in her own version of shorthand, a sloping, skitterish rush of symbols across a page as she tried to put onto paper everything that she had seen Mark do in the past few hours. To say that he was amazing would be putting it mildly; Mark Harris was literally something she had never come across, had never even dreamed of finding.
Her eyes lifted from the page in front of her to the aquarium laboratory, where Mark cavorted with a pair of dolphins. The fact that he could not only keep up with the dolphins in their element - but perform the same sorts of stunts - could keep her fascinated for hours and not entirely for pure scientific knowledge, either.
The male dolphin, nicknamed 'Rudy' by the marine biologists, swept around Mark, buffeting him with his tail. Elizabeth half rose to her feet but Mark was fine, lunging out of the water and splashing back down. Rudy clicked and whined, his head wagging as he drew closer to Mark and Elizabeth couldn't help but notice that Rudy's penis jutted out of his sheath. She bit the inside of her lower lip, pen forgotten in her hand, wondering how Mark might react. It wouldn't be the first time Rudy had attempted to mate with a human - that was part of the reason he acquired his name.
Mark neatly pivoted out of Rudy's way, making it appear as graceful as the dolphins' dance. Elizabeth thought there was a wry smile on Mark's face as he shoved Rudy's head away, propelling himself back toward the wall. Before Rudy could come again, Mark was out of the water, shaking his hair so water splashed everywhere. Standing, he turned to meet Elizabeth's gaze, the faint hint of a dimple showing. Elizabeth smiled back reflexively though her gaze dropped back to the notebook in her hand.
"I probably should've warned you about Rudy." She could hear Mark's soft-footed approach.
"He is doing what dolphins do." There was the impression of a shrug in that response, though Mark didn't exactly shrug. He still wasn't up on the mannerisms of normal people. "Were you concerned?"
Elizabeth glanced up at Mark, at his peculiar, sea green eyes, and dropped her gaze again hastily. "A little." She hoped Mark couldn't read her well enough to know she wasn't being exactly honest. Yes, she had been concerned but, even more than that, she wanted to know, right then, just what might make Mark aroused.
The problem was, she couldn't even tell herself it was strictly in the name of research.
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
Pairing: Roy Mustang/ Olivia Armstrong
Kink: It was far too easy, almost simplistic, to get Mustang to do as she wished. Each action on her part brought forth an equal reaction from him. If she thrust, he parried. When he dodged, she pressed forward. Olivia would let Mustang move in close and then would just as easily shove him off. The thing was, Mustang seemed to enjoy it. He'd laugh that silly laugh; give her his most disarming smile. Offer her flowers, as if she was the type to be wooed that way. She vowed to herself that she would make him pay for that sort of sentimentality.
It was only when Olivia had Mustang on his knees, his face buried between her thighs, that she realized what a glorious gift his submission to her was.
I offered up my own prompts, too, and got two lovely responses for one prompt, which was:
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
Pairing: Edward/Winry
Kink: "Would you hold still?" and you can read them both here.
All untitled.
Blanket disclaimer: I do NOT own anything related to any of these fandoms - except the normal fan things (yes, I do own one of the Man From Atlantis novels, so I do own a normal fan thing from that series).
Rating: Hard teen - Mature on all of them, most likely.
Prompts and fandoms will lead you to the story. Cut for the innocent (yeah...a few of you are innocent, right? Right? *throws hands in air*).
Fandom: Saiyuki
Pairing: Hakkai/Yaone
Kink: "Do you trust me?" Hakkai's voice was melodic and soothing and Yaone found herself nodding before she even realized she'd agreed. But she did trust Hakkai. Truth be told, she would trust anyone from his party, even if the redhead was a lecher. "Are you sure?" Hakkai's words intruded on her thoughts.
"Yes."
The simple affirmative seemed to surprise him but he smiled in response. "Give me your hands."
Yaone did, watching as Hakkai looped silk around one of her wrists. Twisting her neck, she let him tie her hands together behind her back. She tested the bonds, feeling the ties cut into her skin when she attempted to pull free.
"None of that, Yaone." Hakkai gave her wrists a quick jerk. "Be a good girl." His free hand stroked up her thigh-high leggings,fingers moving under the hem of her body sheath. He cupped the curve of her ass, his breath soft against the back of her neck as his fingers slipped between her thighs.
Yaone shuddered, arching back against Hakkai. Her hands clenched and unclenched as he pulled her roughly against him. Releasing his grip on her wrists, Hakkai stroked her stomach, untying the long ribbons of her clothes to let them fall away like petals from a flower. Long fingers moved over her, seeking and finding her clitoris, manipulating it until Yaone's body arced and she screamed her release.
When the stars faded from her vision, she realized her hands were no longer bound. Twisting in Hakkai's supporting arms, Yaone smiled at him, nuzzling his chin. "Do you trust me?" she asked as she untied the sash at his waist, hearing the soft hitch in his voice as he replied.
"Yes."
Pulling free of his arms, Yaone looped the soft fabric of the sash around one of Hakkai's wrists, pulling it tight. Hakkai's eyes dilated. He panted softly, licking his lips. "Be a good boy, then," Yaone told him as she spun him around, tying his wrists together.
Fandom: The Man From Atlantis
Pairing: Mark Harris/Dr. Elizabeth Meryll
Kink: The notes Elizabeth took were in her own version of shorthand, a sloping, skitterish rush of symbols across a page as she tried to put onto paper everything that she had seen Mark do in the past few hours. To say that he was amazing would be putting it mildly; Mark Harris was literally something she had never come across, had never even dreamed of finding.
Her eyes lifted from the page in front of her to the aquarium laboratory, where Mark cavorted with a pair of dolphins. The fact that he could not only keep up with the dolphins in their element - but perform the same sorts of stunts - could keep her fascinated for hours and not entirely for pure scientific knowledge, either.
The male dolphin, nicknamed 'Rudy' by the marine biologists, swept around Mark, buffeting him with his tail. Elizabeth half rose to her feet but Mark was fine, lunging out of the water and splashing back down. Rudy clicked and whined, his head wagging as he drew closer to Mark and Elizabeth couldn't help but notice that Rudy's penis jutted out of his sheath. She bit the inside of her lower lip, pen forgotten in her hand, wondering how Mark might react. It wouldn't be the first time Rudy had attempted to mate with a human - that was part of the reason he acquired his name.
Mark neatly pivoted out of Rudy's way, making it appear as graceful as the dolphins' dance. Elizabeth thought there was a wry smile on Mark's face as he shoved Rudy's head away, propelling himself back toward the wall. Before Rudy could come again, Mark was out of the water, shaking his hair so water splashed everywhere. Standing, he turned to meet Elizabeth's gaze, the faint hint of a dimple showing. Elizabeth smiled back reflexively though her gaze dropped back to the notebook in her hand.
"I probably should've warned you about Rudy." She could hear Mark's soft-footed approach.
"He is doing what dolphins do." There was the impression of a shrug in that response, though Mark didn't exactly shrug. He still wasn't up on the mannerisms of normal people. "Were you concerned?"
Elizabeth glanced up at Mark, at his peculiar, sea green eyes, and dropped her gaze again hastily. "A little." She hoped Mark couldn't read her well enough to know she wasn't being exactly honest. Yes, she had been concerned but, even more than that, she wanted to know, right then, just what might make Mark aroused.
The problem was, she couldn't even tell herself it was strictly in the name of research.
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
Pairing: Roy Mustang/ Olivia Armstrong
Kink: It was far too easy, almost simplistic, to get Mustang to do as she wished. Each action on her part brought forth an equal reaction from him. If she thrust, he parried. When he dodged, she pressed forward. Olivia would let Mustang move in close and then would just as easily shove him off. The thing was, Mustang seemed to enjoy it. He'd laugh that silly laugh; give her his most disarming smile. Offer her flowers, as if she was the type to be wooed that way. She vowed to herself that she would make him pay for that sort of sentimentality.
It was only when Olivia had Mustang on his knees, his face buried between her thighs, that she realized what a glorious gift his submission to her was.
I offered up my own prompts, too, and got two lovely responses for one prompt, which was:
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
Pairing: Edward/Winry
Kink: "Would you hold still?" and you can read them both here.