Gift fics - repost
LotR FPS, Frodo/Sam
Written for Frodo Baggins 252, Mews 1945, and Julchen 11
Sam entangles his fingers into Frodo’s curls, pulling his lover’s head back a little, exposing the porcelain-skinned column of Frodo’s throat. There is a faint gurgle, a whimper, inside it, and Sam twitches.
It has been too long, too long, and does he miss him!
“Frodo,” he whispers against the other hobbit’s ear. “Stay still.”
The half-squirming hobbit freezes much to Sam’s delight. He feels the remnants of Frodo’s shudders shake quietly in his hands.
“Let me,” Sam releases Frodo’s hair to stroke the smooth temple with his thumb. “just for this time - allow me to make you feel good. You going to feel so good, Frodo.”
Sam hasn’t meant to be that hasty but there is nothing he can do. It is not his fault that Frodo comes undone right at the moment.
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The Faculty FPS, Zeke/Casey
Written for Honey and Vinegar
“Once upon a time…”
Casey groans.
“Zeke, I’m not in the kindergarten anymore.”
Zeke lifts his eyebrows as he peeps from behind the book he’s pretending to read. Casey knows he’s pretending to read because the book is not a fairy tale novel. Hell, it’s not even a novel.
He groans back.
“But you said you wanted me to help you sleep, Case.”
Casey smirks. He might get trouble for this later but it’s so going to worth it!
“I want you to sing, Zeke.”
“What? No!”
Pouting, Casey folds his arms around himself, pulling back.
“But I thought you loved me.”
“I do love you, but-”
“But no but.”
“Case…”
“Come on, Zeke.”
Zeke sighs deep and loud. Casey feels a bit sorry - but only a bit.
“Ookay… what do you want me to sing, Casey Sneaky Connor?”
Casey smiles. “Anything, Zeke. Anything at all.”
Well, he’s never guessed it. The song Zeke sings next, or the way his heart clenches at the words and the meaning behind them…
The first time ever I saw your face
I thought the sun rose in your eyes
~~~
Supernatural RPS AU, Jared/Jensen
Written for Shiroki Kun, Babycin, CKLL, Deanvica 23
“So you the new guy?”
Jensen gasps, startled, his glasses dropping from the bridge of his nose, and looks up from his chair at a head suddenly appearing above his low cubicle wall.
“Yeah?”
“Name?”
“Ackles.”
“Cackles?”
Jensen feels blood rushing up to his face.
“Y’can call me Jensen,” he mumbles.
“Jared,” the guy’s extending his hand, which is more like a huge paw. “Nice to meet you, Jenny.”
Jensen’s never felt this irritated but he suppresses his feeling. He tries to keep his voice level when Jared asks him what he does.
“I’m doing design-interface for Skywire applications.”
Jared whistles.
“Our most valuable programmer, eh? Hmm.” He looks to be deep in his thoughts and Jensen hates the thing that might come up.
His suspicion will soon be confirmed. Jensen gazes warily as Jared beams at him.
“What?”
“You know,” Jared grins. “New guys, especially brilliant and pretty programmers like you, have to pass our test.”
Jensen turns cold at the pretty. “You mean like an initiation?”
“Yeah!”
Damn, but he should not admit defeat. He can’t admit defeat.
“Okay,” Jensen lifts his chin up high. “What should I do?”
“Not you,” Jared smiles widely.
“What d’you mean?”
“It’s me. I’m going to kiss you.”
Jensen’s eyes turn as wide as a pair of woks as Jared’s face is drawing nearer and nearer and a hand shoots out to take off his glasses.
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Read the J2 fic in shiroki_kun's website here.