3 Sentence Prompt Fills (1/2)
Title: 3 Sentence Prompt Fills (1/2)
Author: ladygray99
Rating: G- NC17
Fandom: Doctor Who, Firefly, Harry Potter, House, Life on Mars, NCIS, Numb3rs, Smallville, Star Trek:XI, Star Trek:Voyager, Supernatural, Torchwood, White Collar, Without A Trace, X-Men
Characters/Pairings: Angel, Buffy Summers, Lindsey McDonald, Rupert Giles, Spike, Tara Maclay, Wesley Wyndam-Pryce, Willow Rosenberg, Xander Harris, Gil Grissom, Greg Sanders, Nick Stokes, Eric Delko, Ryan Wolfe, Adam Ross, Danny Messer, Don Flack, Mac Taylor, Amy Pond, Eleven, Jack Harkness, Jake Simmonds, Martha Jones, Master, Micky Smith, Nine, Rory Williams, Ten, Jayne Cobb, Mal Reynolds, Simon Tam, Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter, James Potter, Oliver Wood, Percy Weasley, Remus Lupin, Severus Snape, Sirius Black, Greg House, Gene Hunt, Sam Tyler, Abby Sciuto, Anthony DiNozzo, Jethro Gibbs, Jimmy Palmer, Timothy McGee, Ziva David, Billy Cooper , Charlie Eppes, Colby Granger, Don Eppes, Ian Edgerton, Robin Brooks, Clark Kent, Lex Luthor, Christopher Pike, Gaila, George Kirk, Hikaru Sulu, Jim Kirk, Leonard Mccoy, Pavel Chekov, Uhura, Chakotay, Tom Paris, Castiel, Dean Winchester, John Hart, Ianto Jones, Owen Harper, Toskiko Sato, Elizabeth Burke, Kate Moreau, Neal Caffrey, Peter Burke, Danny Taylor, Martin Fitzgerald, Logan, Remy LeBeau, Scott Summers
Word count: 3 sentences x 148
Warnings/Kinks/Spoilers: aftercare, anonymous encounter, authority kink, begging, biting, blindfold, blood, bondage, boot licking, branding, breast bondage, breath play, bruises, clothes-pins, cock worship, collar, crawling, cross-dressing, cyber sex, dirty talk, dominance, double penetration, exhibitionism, face-fucking, fighting, first time, flogging, food play, frottage, fucking machine, gags, hair pulling, ice, inspection, limits, lingerie, kitten play, kneeling, knife play, leash, magic, marks, massage, masters, masturbation, medical play, misstresses, mpreg, multiple orgasms, nipple clamps, NMCF, non-sexual ageplay, non-sexual submission, obedience training, oral sex, orgasm denial, OTK, permanent marks, phone sex, piercing, public claiming, punishment, puppy play, ribbons, rimming, roleplay, role reversal, rope bondage, rough play, rules, scarf bondage, sensual play, spanking, spanking bench, St. Andrew cross, strap-on, submission, subspace, tearing/cutting off clothing, vampire glove, voyeurism, wax
Notes: These are the fills I did for the bdsm_fandom ’s January Three Sentences Prompt Challenge. Basically each prompt had to be filled with just three sentences. Since my head and my writing has been in a weird place I decided to just do as many as I possibly could even if it was for shows I’m not into (NCIS), kinks I’m not into (pricings, ewww), or some really weird crossovers (Harry Potter/White Collar). I did 148 in the end and thought I’d share them here. They’re in order by fandom but that’s about it.
Angel
Angel, Lindsey/Angel, face-fucking. scripps
It's not the first cock Lindsey's had down his throat. Not even the first vampire one. But as Angel shots down his raw throat, balls slapping loudly against his face Lindsey starts to think for the first time that just maybe this is personal.
Angel, Spike/Wes, enjoying taking orders. scripps
Wesley Wyndam-Pryce was born and raised to take orders for the good of Queen, Country and Counsel. Now he's in America, he has some issues with the current Prime Minister and Counsel would just as soon see him dead. That leaves him drifting like a ship without a captain until Spike tells him to sit down and shut his pretty little mouth.
Buffy
Buffy/Angel, Spike/Angel, fighting and fucking. scripps
Spike's body slammed into the wall. He countered with an elbow to Angel's face but he missed and instantly knew this would give Angel the upper hand. Indeed Angel's next move was to throw him to the ground and start ripping his clothes off but Spike couldn't claim that he really minded.
Buffy, Willow/Tara, strap-on. scripps
It was purple, sparkly, absolutely giant and Willow thought it was a joke until Tara strapped it on.
Now Willow was screaming, clawing at the sheets, every thought blown out of her head. The only sound she could hear was Tara's low chuckle.
Buffy, Spike/Angel, blood. (no non-con) scripps
Spike would always love him and always hate him, that was their relationship, that was just who they were. But there were moments when hate and love were tiny emotions compared to the sound of the blood singing. And when Spike closed his eyes and bared his neck and Angel let himself break the skin and taste those precious drops of blood he knew no matter what they'd always be connected.
Buffy, Spike/Xander, kneeling. scripps
Normally Xander got pissed when a curse popped up or a spell went haywire because he was the one who always got the funny syphilis. This time it was different. The peroxide wonder was on his knees, eyes to the ground, begging to be taken, used, degraded, ridden hard and put away wet and for some odd reason Xander didn't feel much like denying such reasonable little requests.
CSI
CSI, Nick/Greg, one of them raising the issue of submission with the other. scripps
Nick knows he's a good ol' boy at heart and as a good ol' boy there are things he should and shouldn't want. Wanting Greg is bad enough and the only thing that holds his sanity together is the fact that Greg wants him back but in the end it's not enough and one deep dark night just before things start to get heated up he takes Greg's hands and slowly asks if Greg would let him submit. Greg touches his face and says yes.
CSI, Nick/Greg, cross-dressing "You're beautiful." scripps
Nick always thought Greg had nice legs but now they were stunning.
Greg had shaved, found stockings and heels and a dress of deep red that was slit nearly to his hip.
He towered over Nick with his lips painted and every hair in place and Nick was sure he’d never seen anything so beautiful.
CSI, Gil Grissom/Nick Stokes/Greg Sanders, sub Greg with two loving Doms. scripps
It had taken the two of them working quietly for months just to get Greg's shirt off. That turned out to be the hardest step. Once Greg understood this wasn't a set up or a game or something that would ever be held against him he sank beautifully to his knees waiting for the next order from his masters.
CSI:Miami
CSI:Miami, Eric/Ryan, frottage. scripps
The adrenaline was still running hard and fast as they ducked into the closest. They both wanted everything NOW but there was just no time. Lips slamming together, pants hit the floor as they rubbed off on each other like a couple of kids half their age.
CSI:New York
CSI:NY, Adam/Danny, massage. scripps
Adam started at his feet promising him it would feel good. Half way through the first foot Danny had wood closer to steel and developed an inability to move. By the second foot Danny decided Adam was his soul mate.
CSI:NY, Mac/author's choice, aftercare. scripps
(Mac/Adam)
Mac shivered and tried to wrap the sheet around himself, tried to send him away. Adam developed spontaneous deafness. Instead he found himself striped bare once again, covered in odd creams and a glass of cold water pressed to his lips.
CSI:NY, Danny/Don/Mac, ice. scripps
Even for life long New Yorkers the height of summer was proving to be too much. As soon as the door of Mac's apartment shut they were stripping naked and falling onto cool white sheets. Then Danny got up and returned with two full ice trays just to make things a little more interesting.
CSI:NY, Mac/Danny, submission. scripps
Mac asks for obedience from his team. When Danny offers him submission it comes as a shock. It is something he would never ask for but he can't claim he doesn't want it.
CSI:NY, Don/author's choice, getting off on feeling used. scripps
(Don/Adam)
Don once asked Adam if he was tired of everyone asking everything of him and wanting it yesterday. Adam had been quiet for a long time before saying no, before explaining that it was the demands on him that made him feel alive. That was also the first night Don took Adam to his bed and demanded from him even more.
CSI:NY, Don/Adam, sensual play sexycazzy
Don hurt everywhere and was in the process of hating everything starting and ending with his job.
Adam stripped him naked and drew a bath, filling the bath water with oils and carefully washing him from head to toes.
Then Adam lay him out on the bed where very slowly, over what felt like hours, while wearing only a pair of silk gloves, he soothed every pain, drew Don's release from him, then eased him into sleep.
CSI:NY, Danny/Don/Adam, submitting to two Doms sexycazzy
(Some serious punctuation abuse happens here.)
Adam wasn't sure but he thought it might have been Shakespeare that had something to say about being a servant to two masters, but then Shakespeare probably didn't spend his nights on his knees sucking cock; or possibly he did, you never knew with theatre people.
That said submitting to both Danny and Don had been a mistake and a result of several miscommunications but also a dream come true, once they worked everything out and decided there was enough of him to go around.
And now he was on his knees, hands snugly cuffed behind his back with two full thick cocks bobbing in front of him and he was fully determined to suck both of them down, at the same time if he could manage.
CSI:NY, Mac/Don, negotiations sexycazzy
Mac had said no a thousand times, sighting rules, regulations and claming Don didn’t really know what he wanted. Don did know what he wanted however and was determined to wear Mac down. Finally, eight months after his first refusal Mac agreed to sit down for negotiations.
CSI:NY, Adam/Danny, sensual play sexycazzy
Danny knew Adam was a man of many deep and hidden talents but it was a day when there had been too much running, jumping, climbing and falling down when Adam showed him what was in the cedar wood box kept under the bed.
Now Danny smelled like high quality massage oil and felt like he could happily never move again.
The fact that Adam was still only on his feet and had made some promises about what would happen when he started north only gave Danny the desire to live like this forever.
Doctor Who
Doctor Who, Martha/Amy & Eleven/Rory, exhibitionism. scripps
Martha knew this was something she would never have done with the Doctor she used to know but there was something different about this one, and the company he kept, more wild, more on edge, so when Amy began licking her ear and she saw the eyes of the Doctor and Rory darken with lust she went with it.
Now they were on bed large enough for six putting on a show of slow naughty touches while at the same time the Doctor and Rory almost absentmindedly stroked each other.
Then Amy nipped the back of her neck and whispered, “Let's really give them a show.”
Doctor Who: Nine/Jack: Food play, The Doctor shows Jack just how good Bananas are. gigglinggigi
"Bananas are good."
Jack had thought the Doctor was a nut when he said that but he'd been thinking that for at least an hour by that point.
Much later when the Doctor was sliding a firm banana, just past green, down his throat Jack decided that bananas are good.
Doctor Who, Doctor/Master, fucking machine von_gelmini
The Master had always been jealous of the TARDIS, so beautiful and loyal to her thief, providing him with whatever he might want or need.
Now as the Doctor sat and quietly read the Master cursed the TARDIS and the thing she had provided to drive him mad by binding him on his knees and penetrating him again and again with no end in sight.
The Master screamed out as yet another orgasm ran through his overworked system and the Doctor made little cooing noises and stroked a panel of his infernal machine.
Doctor Who, Mickey/Martha, bondage. scripps
Mickey was sure that before the Doctor he was normal, or at least his sexual tastes were normal
Maybe it had something to do with living in an ancient space ship that could get inside his head but he was pretty sure that once upon a time the feeling of his wife wrapping leather straps around his limbs wouldn't have been such an amazing turn on.
Then again Martha swore she'd been just a normal girl before meeting the Doctor as well with no interest in alien sex toys that could extend an orgasm for hours as long as one person didn't move, so maybe it wasn't such a bad thing in the end.
Doctor Who, Mickey/Jake, wax. scripps
You would think that with all the pain from fighting in between they'd want nothing but gentle but it didn't seem to work that way. Jake held the candle high above Mickey's smooth chest as it cast the only light in the room. He tipped the candle and a bead of wax splashed across Mickey's nipple causing him to hiss and surge up seeking just a little more.
Doctor Who, Ten/Simm!Master, Bloodplay von_gelmini
They knew each other's real names. Before Doctor and Master they knew the names their mother's whispered to them during storms, the names their teacher's called them when they first looked into eternity, the names they called each other running joyfully across fields as the second sun rose, but as the blood from the cuts over each heart slid down his chest the Doctor knew there was only one name he could possibly say.
“Master.”
Firefly
Firefly, Simon/Jayne, not taking control but being given it. scripps
When Simon left his old life he never thought he'd be doing this again, especially not with a man strong enough to break him in half but Jayne's desire had appeared to be an honest one.
They met in Jayne's bunk where he felt safer but that didn't change the rules that Simon had no hope of actually physically enforcing.
As soon as Simon arrived Jayne stripped naked and of his own free will, dropped quietly to his knees.
Firefly, Mal/Simon, biting (not breaking skin though please). scripps
Mal marvelled at the miles of pristine flesh even as pounded into the doctor’s tight ass with ever increasing force. Mal knew he was less than pristine with a hundred scars from a life on the edge and it just didn't seem fair. Mal bent over 'till he could put his lips to the good doctor's nipple then he bit down hard.
Harry Potter
Harry Potter, Percy/Oliver, collar (set after Hogwarts please as underage squicks me) scripps
Oliver looked down at Percy on knees, too pale, too thin, too tired from too many years of trying to be someone he wasn't and having his life fall apart in the process.
Oliver had heard the rumors of course but it was still a surprise when Percy arrived on his doorstep quiet and desperate.
Oliver picked up the collar and slid it around Percy's neck and as the magic took effect locking it in place Percy took a deep breath and relaxed.
Harry Potter: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter: Draco has given Harry a lot of rules, it might be the only thing keeping him alive. gigglinggigi
(And I swore I would never write HP fic again.)
Harry is getting fucking tired of the rules Draco keeps dropping on him because it seems like every day there’s a new damn rule.
No drinking, no drugs (including muggle ones), no flying too fast, no duelling, no playing with sharp objects, no freeing all the house elves, no making out in front of your ex-wife because she’ll use it as against you in the custody fights, no cussing in front of your kids for the same reason, no making out in front of Ron because he’s one of the only friends you’ve got left and you can’t afford to lose him, no making out in front of reporters just because, and now there’s yet one more.
“Harry, my love, you will take your medication because having screaming fits at two in the morning might not bother you but I need to sleep through the night once in a while and frankly if I don’t get a full nights sleep soon I’m just going to fucking throttle you so take the god damn pills!”
Harry Potter: Severus/Remus branding gigglinggigi
Remus wanted to bite, even in his human form. He wanted to sink blunt teeth into his mate, raising blood to the surface, scaring and bruising and marking Severus as his.
The compromise was a small piece of iron, shaped and twisted into intertwining letters, L and S, and heated white hot by magic before being pressed into Severus's thigh.
Harry Potter: Remus Lupin/Sirius Black/James Potter sex out side gigglinggigi
There was only a small breath of time, after the snow melted but before the biting midges descended, when it was safe to strip away jumpers and uniforms and let the fresh air dance around ones skin. They let their fingers dance over each other's bodies as well as they rolled about on the fresh spring grass each practicing the touches they'd spent the winter perfecting. James had learned the way Remus liked to be petted softly and the way Sirius liked sharp little nips and they'd both learned the way James likes to be kissed and sucked and some how it all seemed better when done on skin warmed by the sun.
Life on Mars
Life on Mars, Sam/Gene, role reversal-Gene is only the boss at work. scripps
Gene tried not to shiver even as he knelt naked in Sam's tiny miserable flat, with long strips of soft leather being dragged softly across his skin.
“I thought I made it very clear, Gene, that you could smoke one cigarette before our session, because I accept the fact that you are an addict, even though I do not enjoy the taste of it, and yet you came in here smelling like you smoked half a pack.”
Gene closed his eyes knowing his own guilt and what punishment was to come but it was punishment he deserved for disobeying Sam.
NCIS
NCIS, Gibbs/Abby, nipple clamps. scripps
Abby was never shy about asking for what she wanted at work or at play. Gibbs loosened the screws on the clamps causing them to tighten up around Abby's lovely large nipples. Abby squealed but Gibbs knew she wasn't there yet and wouldn't be until the clamps were at full strength and he was yanking the chain between them.
NCIS, Tony/Tim, gagged. scripps
Tim didn't even try to talk around the roll of soft leather that was pressed between his teeth. He knew he talked too much and people didn't understand him but he couldn't help it, the desire to try to make people understand was just too great. Tied across Tony's bed there was nothing that needed to be understood and so Tim submitted to the enforced silence.
NCIS: Abby/Ziva Kitten Play gigglinggigi
(Another on the list of kinks I thought I'd never ever write.)
Ziva thought she would never have time for something like a kitten but for Mittens she made time.
Mittens had spent the last hour chasing a laser dot around the room drawing laughter from Ziva's heart every time she pounced and found the dot wasn't under her paws, but Mittens was still a kitten and tired out quickly.
Now she was curled on Ziva's lap having her ears gently rubbed and drifting into sleep and Ziva didn't mind a bit.
NCIS: Gibbs/Tony Dirty talk gigglinggigi
“I'm thinking of all the things I'm going to do to you when we're alone,” Gibbs whispered in his ear. “I think I'll start with cutting the clothes from your body, because I know how that heats you up, before using the ice plug I've got sitting in my freezer right now to stretch you open and get you ready for me. Then I'll start getting serious.”
NCIS, Abby/Gibbs, breast bondage. scripps
Abby's limbs were already being held firmly in place with a collection of strong yet beautiful knots when Gibbs began looping the cords around and between each breast.
She watched in a well placed mirror as her breasts began to go from pink to red and began slipping into purple and her nipples began aching, jutting out further than she had ever seen.
“Your breasts look so beautiful like this, Abby, I wish I could keep them like this always, like the wings of some obscene butterfly.”
NCIS, Tony/Gibbs, rough play sexycazzy
Tony gasped as the hand was slapped across his face but he didn't have time to regroup before his back was slammed against the wall.
He tried to fight back but he was outclassed and every move was neatly countered.
When Gibbs bit down on his lip he finally relented, his body betraying just how much he really wanted this anyway.
NCIS: Tony/Tim: Online Play/Cyber Sex gigglinggigi
It wasn't exactly difficult to find which chat room Tony was using to try to get a little cyber love on a lonely Friday night.
It took about ten minutes for Tim to set up a profile for SisterSexy87 complete with picture.
The guilt Tim felt and the desperate need to tell Tony it was really him afterwards took much longer to fade.
NCIS, Jimmy/Abby, spanking. scripps
Jimmy knew he deserved this and couldn't say he didn't want it but provoking Abby at work was teasing a dragon.
He grabbed the other side of the autopsy table as her blows fell hard and fast sending two different kinds of fire warring through his body.
He only prayed that she'd actually stop if somebody walked in.
NCIS, Tony/Abby, the gift of submission sexycazzy
Abby knew there were others, even within her own little subculture, who would not understand this, who would scoff or just assume it was their right.
Abby understood that this was not a sign of weakness, never weakness, but to put your body/mind/soul in the hands of another took the greatest possible strength.
She slid the collar carefully around Tony’s neck and hopped she would stay worthy of this gift.
NCIS, Tony/author's choice, wingfic. scripps
(Tony/Abby)
Each feather was an iridescent black that seemed to reflect the colors around the room and matched her dress and her perfect pigtails.
She chewed her lip as her wings twitched with each breath she took.
Tony just prayed he wouldn’t pass out before he could talk her into letting him touch them because they were easily the most beautiful things he had ever seen.
NCIS, Abby(dom)/Tony, obedience training. azure_chaos
Tony is learning.
Really he is.
And once he's able to sit down again he will have learned never to sneak up on his Mistress when she's trying to get the serial number off a gun by using an acid wash.
NCIS, Gibbs/Abby, Kitty!play azure_chaos
Gibbs didn't actually think that kittens really liked balls of yarn except Mittens hand just spent the last hour gleefully getting her paws tangled up in a big pink ball. She looked up at him with her big dark eyes. Gibbs laughed and tried to untangle her.
NCIS, Tim/Abby, ribbons. scripps
Tim was frantic as he wandered past one shop after another. His Mistress's birthday was only days away and he had nothing to give her and no ideas that weren't overly extravagant, painfully ordinary or simply not them. Then he passed by a window filled with tea cups, antique dolls and a rack of long silk hair ribbons, half of them in black.
NCIS, Tony/author's choice, permanent marks (consensual) sexycazzy
(Tony/Gibbs)
Tony knew he'd never see it but that wasn't the point. This wasn't for him. As the intricate, stylized G was worked into the skin over his shoulder blade he knew it was only there for one man ever to look at.
NCIS, Abby/Jimmy, kneeling sexycazzy
Jimmy thought he was kinky, he had the kinkiest porn in his dorm in college, but that was before he met Abby.
The first thing Abby taught him how to do was kneel, up and down, over and over until he could do it with the grace a geisha would envy.
When he was finally able to perform that simple move to her liking she caressed his cheek, called him a good boy, and told him they would now move to lesson two.
NCIS, Abby/Tony, oral sex. scripps
Tony was starting to become dizzy from the lack of oxygen as Abby's thighs squeezed tight around his head. Her fingers were also tight his hair. Still he kept licking at her, drinking her juices that seemed never ending, wanting desperately to be there to catch it the second she comes.
NCIS, Jimmy/Abby, blindfold. scripps
Jimmy knows the blindfold is to keep him calm, like blindfolding a horse before leading it through fire.
He still can't help twisting his head about trying to hear what Abby has planned.
When he suddenly hears the scrape of a match and smells the sulphur of the flame despite the blindfold he begins to panic.
NCIS, Abby/author's choice, clothes-pins. scripps
(Abby/Gibbs)
Gibbs closed the second clothes pin carefully on her left nipple. Abby gave a squeak; not a cry, or groan, a squeak. Gibbs flicked the pin and listened to her squeak again.
NCIS: Gibbs/Tony....OTK spanking. vegasdisneymom
Tony had been warned that if he acted like a child he would be treated like one but for some reason he thought that meant time out or going to bed before dessert, not his bare backside in the air. He yelped each time Gibbs dropped his hand but he didn't try to get away since he had the feeling that would only make things worse. He still wasn't sure how much more he could take especially once he felt Gibbs' cock begin to twitch and his start to twitch in return.
NCIS, Gibbs (Dom)/Tony(sub), worshipping bowl_of_glow
Tony would swear in any court of law on any holy book that he worshiped Gibbs and there isn't a single person looking at his record who wouldn't believe it.
Tony took long licks from the root to the tip of Gibbs' strong thick cock covering every inch of it before moving down to Gibbs' balls sucking in first one then both as Gibbs' fingers tightened in his hair.
Tony doubted anyone would ever ask him exactly which bit of Gibbs' he worshiped the most.
NCIS, Gibbs (Dom)/ Tony (sub), punishment bowl_of_glow
Tony heard the lash cut through the air before every strike. He knew to make Gibbs stop all he had to do was shed a truly honest tear of shame. Tony swallowed and held the tears back because he knew he deserved this punishment more than Gibbs would even know.
NCIS, Gibbs (Dom)/ Tony (sub), subspace bowl_of_glow
It was Gibbs who took him there where others had failed. It wasn't hard in the end because it was Gibbs. Gibbs told him how to live his days so when Gibbs put him on his knees and told him to submit Tony did with his body, mind and very soul.
NCIS, Gibbs (Dom)/ Tony (sub), boot licking bowl_of_glow
Tony had spilled the coffee across Gibbs' boots at three in the afternoon. It had taken all his will to apologize instead of dropping to the floor in front of everyone and licking it up there. It was now ten at night and Tony was determined to lick those boots until all he could taste was the leather and polish.
NCIS, Gibbs (Dom)/ Tony (sub), defiance bowl_of_glow
Tony knows he will pay for it later with the belt or the paddle or maybe his cock in that damn cage but it's punishment he can take. He doesn't care and will take whatever comes. Gibbs is in danger and no one, not even Gibbs can order him to stay away.
NCIS, Tony/Gibbs, Gibbs wants to submit sexycazzy
Gibbs dreams before he dreams, late at night, dark fantasies that he would never dare to think or ask for in the light of day. He dreams that Tony's warm simile is cold and sharp like a blade dusted against his skin. He dreams he submits to that blade willingly and for that is given praise.
NCIS, Abby/Tony(Hero), pup play. scripps
Hero had a busy day playing fetch in the back yard. The grass had just been cut and he was now covered in green. Abby knew Hero wasn’t big on baths and started plotting just how she was going to get him clean.
NCIS, Abby/Palmer, he loves her boots. onlyonechoice
He was sure no other woman would ever get away with wearing them at NCIS but Abby was special as were the boot. Shinny, black, spike heels and up to her knees it was all he could do not to start kissing them in her lab. Instead he consoled himself with the knowledge that he’d get his hands on them at home.
Numb3rs
Numb3rs, Colby/author's choice, blindfold. scripps
(Colby/Charlie)
All of Colby's training was telling him to panic and he began whipping his head around trying to hear anything and pulling against his bonds.
Suddenly Charlie's fingers were gently stroking his face.
“Colby, you need to calm down and learn to trust that I am always here.”
Any, any two adults, being inspected by their Dom(me). scripps
(Numb3rs, Charlie(Dom)/Ian(Sub))
(This is part of my Silk Pillow 'verse.)
Ian is naked spread for inspection. The Professor circles him slowly touching each tiny blemish and demanding a full explanation. This happens every time Ian comes off a hunt now and he knows he only has himself to blame after trying to hide three broken ribs from the man who owns him.
Any, any two adults, collared. scripps
(Numb3rs, Charlie/Colby)
The collar Charlie had picked was thin with strange math designs pressed into the leather. It could be worn under a collared shirt and get passed off as an odd fashion statement if anyone saw it. But Colby knew the truth that as along as he kept it one there was someone who wanted him.
Any, two or more adults, negotiating limits. scripps
(Numb3rs, Charlie/Colby)
Colby listened to what Charlie wanted and said No. He'd heard lists like that before and knew that Charlie didn't want to submit, he wanted to be destroyed. As Charlie tried to storm away in tears Colby grabbed him pressing him against the wall, then kissed him softly and promised that something could be worked out.
Numb3rs, Colby/any, first time with a new Dom scripps
(Colby/Charlie)
When Colby saw Charlie in that club he panicked sure his secret shame was about to be spread across the FBI. Instead Charlie got them a private room where they talked long into the night. Now Colby stood before Charlie, eyes to the floor, hands clasped behind his back waiting for his first order.
Any, adult male/adult male, voyeurism. scripps
(Numb3rs, Ian, Charlie/Colby)
Ian told himself he wasn't really breaking in because while it was three in the morning Charlie and Colby had told him that he was always welcome to stay in the solarium while in town but if it was after midnight and the house was dark to just let himself in.
He was trying to be quiet as he slipped down the hall but there was a dim light spilling from a door just barely open and there were noises coming from the other side.
He told himself he hadn't meant to look but Charlie and Colby were on their knees spooned against each other, eyes closed and faces open with bliss as Colby moved inside Charlie like there was nothing else he was ever meant to do.
Any, adult male/adult female, bondage. scripps
(Numb3rs, Robin/Charlie)
Robin wasn't one of those women, the kind in the porns that bend over for the men and get spanked and tied up and smile like they like it.
And yet here she is, hands bound above her, legs tied wide with her own ruined stockings, and being watched intensely by the Eppes brother that she isn't dating.
Then Charlie pulled on some leather gloves and she felt a new wave of wetness between her legs and she knew she was in trouble.
Numb3rs, Don/Billy, restraints. scripps
Billy pulled gently, carefully testing the shackles that had him attached to the cheap motel bed.
Don lifted a handful of ice from the ice bucket. “Now, we're going to learn a lesson about what happens when you run off into dangerous situations ditching your partner and only backup in the process.”
Author's choice, any two consenting adults, switching up their usual Dom(me)/sub dynamic. scripps
(Numb3rs, Charlie/Colby)
Charlie watched as Colby sank to his knees then pressed his forehead to the floor. He ran the tails of the flogger along the expanse of fine flesh that was Colby's back. He knew he would use more than the flogger before the night was over because while Colby didn't want this often when he did he needed it hard and relentless until he broke.
Numb3rs, Don/Colby, aftercare. scripps
Don always tried to send him away, calming he was fine, he could take care of himself, he'd just go to bed.
Colby ignored him.
As far as Colby was concerned the power didn't shift until morning so that meant tending every bruise, ache and chill his boy had until he finally closed his eyes properly rested.
Numb3rs, Don/Colby, 'yes Sir.' scripps
Don wasn't sure if it was the Army or if Colby was just born like this but he'd never had a partner who was so good at taking orders.
“Colby, you're going to arrive at my place exactly at eight, all shaved and cleaned out, because I'm going to fuck you tonight with nothing but spit and lube on my dick, and when you're arrive you are going to immediately strip and present yourself to me for inspection and you will not disappoint me.”
“Yes, Sir.”
Numb3rs, Billy/Don, bruises or marks (rough but consensual please) scripps
Don knew he would have bruises in the morning but he didn't care. Billy's fingers gripped tight into his hips and he teeth sunk into the skin beneath his nipple. Don howled, not caring if the whole motel thought he was being murdered, and thrust up against Billy determined to leave some bruises of his own.
Smallville
Smallville, Clark/Lex, kneeling/crawling (no underage Clark please) scripps
Lex had once thought that seeing any member of the shithole town he was stuck in crawl across his floor would be a thing of great amusement. Except now it was Clark crawling towards him looking less like a grovelling man and more like a panther stalking its prey. And Lex just knew he was on the menu for lunch.
Smallville, Clark/Lex, orgasm denial (no underage Clark please) scripps
Clark could stretch his hearing out to cover the world, and bring it down to pick out the tiniest sounds.
Right now he was listening to Lex, not his begging cries, but the blood in his body, the semen in his balls and the sound of muscles contracting.
He listened for just the right moment then removed his hands from Lex's body denying him release yet again.
Star Trek:XI
Star Trek, Gaila/Jim, a collar for Jim. scripps
Galia had worn a collar before she had broken free and found her way to Star Fleet and she swore she would never handle one again but Jim was so prone to wandering, even when in his heart he didn't really want to.
She found the collar on shore leave and bought it because it was command gold like Jim's uniform.
The next time he was on his knees she slipped it around his neck and was not as surprised as she should have been when all he did was smiled.
Star Trek, Pike/McCoy, spanking. scripps
Christopher held his breath keeping silent even as his naked flesh flushed in what he hoped was shame but could just as easily be pleasure.
Leonard dropped his hand again the sound filling the small chambers and the pain filling Christopher's mind.
Christopher moaned as Leonard rubbed the reddening flesh and wished he'd realized years ago that there is no one better than a doctor to keep shameful secrets and take care of him in every way he might need.
Star Trek, George Kirk/Chris Pike, rimming. scripps
Chris could remember one of his first professors at the Academy going on and on about how important it was to study any subject as closely as possibly before drawing conclusions. George Kirk was groaning and fisting the sheets as Chris swirled his tongue around the tight hole in front of him. He wondered if this was close enough.
Star Trek, Sulu/Jim, subspace. scripps
Sulu knows how dangerous this is for the Captain to be in a place where he isn't the Captain, where he isn't even James Kirk. Here, in this place, he only answers to Jimmy and only when Sulu says it. Like this there is only one person in Jimmy's universe; the person who gives him pleasure and pain and Sulu is pretty sure that like this he can't tell the difference.
Star Trek, Bones/Jim, begging. scripps
Bones knew Jim's past, knew the hardships and bad days but that didn't stop the Captain from acting like a spoiled brat at inappropriate times.
Leonard decided some correction was in order.
That meant Jim was on his knees, bound and plugged with a wicked little toy that would keep him on edge for hours leaving him nothing to do but beg.
Star Trek XI, Pike/Bones, authority kink sexycazzy
Leonard knew one of the things he had liked about his wife was the way she took charge of any situations, at least until the point where she charged him right off the planet.
Leonard was starting to think maybe that was more a problem with his personality than hers. Especially the way he almost came in his uniform the first time Pike ordered him to suck him off.
Star Trek, Uhura/Gaila, multiple orgasms. scripps
Uhura had lost track of the number of times Gaila had arched her back and let out a low rumbling cry her opening squeezing around Uhura's fingers or tongue.
Gaila had made her promise not to stop for at least an hour.
Uhura eyed the clock and then dove back in with twenty minutes left to go.
Star Trek, Pike/McCoy, having to be quiet. scripps
Christopher knew it was stupid carrying on with a cadet, especially in a cadet's room but when Leonard's roommate came home early he threw the both of them under the bed.
That was possibly not the best idea because it meant their bodies were pressed against each other and every breath caused that little bit of unwanted friction.
Then when Leonard decided to simply start rubbing off against him Christopher had to bite his tongue to hold back the moans.
Star Trek, Uhura/Sulu, "please Mistress." scripps
Sulu knew she was a Goddess from the moment she walked on the bridge but it didn't take long to find out that she was Spock's.
It took a little longer to realize that she belonged to nobody, however if you were very, very good you could belong to her.
Sulu had plucked up every drop of courage he had, submitted his proposal to her and when she asked if this was what he really wanted his answer was, "Yes, Mistress, please."
Star Trek, Pike/Kirk/McCoy, double penetration. scripps
McCoy loved to fuck Jim's perfect hot wet mouth if for no other reason it was possibly the only time the kid would shut up.
Pike could list the Star Fleet regulations, chapter and verse, that stated just how wrong it was to pound his cock into Jim's tight, round, perfect, ass but he didn't really care.
Jim was floating in pleasure, pain and lust as lovely tick cocks took him from both sides driving the thoughts and all other darkness right out of his mind.
Star Trek, McCoy Chekov, non-sexual submission (please make Chekov 18 or older). scripps
Chekov's parents had let him run wild afraid of stifling his genius so when his first training officer explained to him quite clearly the difference between a request and an order it had come as a bit of a shock.
Captain Kirk wasn't big on orders but he was still the Captain so even a request was an order unless stated otherwise.
Chekov thought he would strain against this but instead found a sense of peace as if someone was now holding his hand and showing him the way.
Star Trek:Voyager
Star Trek: Voyager, Chakotay/Tom Paris, Public claiming azure_chaos
The aliens had a very complicated view of marriage and an equally complicated view of what did or did not constitute kidnapping. In the end it was reasonably easy to get Tom back as long as one of his husbands or wives was willing to come get him, and of course provide proof. The aliens unfortunately did not accept a quickly forged federation marriage license since marriage had nothing to do with paper work, they did however accept Tom spread naked across one of their holy alters while Chakotay screwed his brains out.
Supernatural
Supernatural, Dean/Castiel, Dean willingly submits to Castiel castiels_shadow
Dean would never have submitted to the will of heaven even before he found out that angels were mostly giant dicks and God was just another deadbeat dad sitting on a beach in Tijuana blowing the child support money on tequila and hookers.
Submitting to the will of Castiel was very different.
Castiel's hands were soft but strong and guided him quickly to a place where he felt strong, weak and protected all at the same time like he was wrapped up in angel wings and always would be.
Torchwood
Torchwood: Captain Jack Harkness/Ianto Jones: tearing/cutting off clothing gigglinggigi
Jack would never touch one of the suits, especially the black and red one, but Ianto wasn't in his suit, he was in jeans and an obscenely tight t-shirt.
He was also tied spread eagle to the bed.
Jack took up the blade, small, thin and so very sharp and slipped it under Ianto's collar quite enjoying the sound of the cotton slowly tearing away.
Torchwood, Owen/author's choice, medical play. scripps
(Owen/Ianto)
Ianto's annual physical had come around three times so far this year. Each time it ended the same way. He would feel the cold of Owen's stethoscope on his skin, something would be triggered off, Owen would make a lame joke about swelling, and he'd end up with his legs in the stirrups begging for release.
Torchwood, Jack/Ianto, bruises (all consensual) scripps
Ianto ran his hands along Jacks hip. He skimmed the black and blue marks that were just the size of his fingers. He knew they'd be gone in a week or the next time Jack died, whichever came first, but for now they were little marks of himself on Jack’s skin.
Torchwood, Jack/Ianto, gag. scripps
Jack ran his tongue across the high quality tie silk that had been rolled up and shoved in his mouth.
“Now, are you going to keep that tie in your mouth, Captain, or do I have to get the duct tape?”
Jack shook his head and just smiled around the red silk.
Torchwood: John Hart/Jack Harkness: knife play gigglinggigi
The knife was from long dead alien race and encrusted with millions in jewels. Its edge was still freakishly sharp and it was that edge that John was running along Jack's thighs and teasing at the edge of his balls. Jack sighed and rolled his hips and John let the knife ever so slightly slip in.
Torchwood, Jack/Owen, collar and leash. scripps
It had started as a joke when Owen stumbled into work hung-over and reeking of some random woman for the fifth time in as many days. Owen just looked up at Jack with eyes that held too much pain and loss, even for Torchwood, and told Jack that it wasn't a half bad idea.
Now every time Owen moved or breathed or tried to swallow he could feel the thin collar around his neck and the leash dangling down his back tucked neatly under his clothes.
Torchwood, Jack/Owen, masturbation with one partner directing the other's actions. scripps
“Slow down Owen, we have all night. Now give your wrist a little twist on the upstroke. And on the way down give it a little squeeze at the base, just the way I do for you.”
Torchwood, Tosh/Owen, provoking a punishment. scripps
Owen knew he was begging for it and that he really should shut up but it was like an evil alien took control of his mouth.
It was Jack who had enough first and Owen though he'd just get sent home or maybe have to help Ianto clean out the weevil cages.
What he was not expecting was that he was going to get turned over to Tosh for punishment or that he'd like it so damn much.
Torchwood, Jack/Ianto, blindfolded for an extended period of time. scripps
Ianto was more furious at Owen than anyone else, not because Owen had anything to do with what happened but because Owen had refused to use any of their rapid healing equipment stating that eyes were too delicate to mess with.
Instead Owen bound his eyes and handed him over to Jack.
That turned out to be not as bad as it could have been because Jack reached into himself and found the bits that were still truly human letting him bathe, dress, feed, and make love to Ianto all the while reassuring him that things would get better.
Torchwood, Jack/Ianto and author's choice, voyeurism hab318princess
Owen came back to grab his spare shirt after some dumb bint at the pub tripped and covered him in something sticky and blue.
He would have left quickly but heard a noise and tracked it to the plant house where Ianto was fucking their captain like it was the last thing he’d ever do.
Owen was going to run for it, really, except Jack lifted his head and threw him a wink so instead he just settled in to watch the show.
Torchwood, Jack/Ianto, spanking (OTK would be nice) hab318princess
Ianto always cried when they did this but that was sort of the point.
It started sometime after Lisa when Jack realized that Ianto wasn’t feeling or reacting or engaging in anything outside his basic duties.
Jack had tried everything else first but after a frustrating day where Ianto almost got himself ‘accidentally’ killed Jack dragged him over his knee like a naught child and brought his hand down again and again until Ianto broke and began to cry.
Torchwood, Tosh/Owen, power play with clothed Tosh and naked Owen. scripps
For the first time since he was a child Owen wanted to cover his nakedness and for the first time he was not allowed.
Tosh circled him in a kimono of fine black silk that seemed to whisper and sing as she moved.
Owen took a breath as just one of her delicate fingers pressed into his shoulder in her first, silent order to kneel.
Torchwood, Ianto/Owen, rimming. scripps
Ianto could not move, nor would want to move if he could, not with his legs strapped into the stirrups of Owen's exam table. He moaned around the gag in his mouth as Owen's tongue whipped around and around sending shivers across his body in waves. Then he felt Owen's tongue dip in and he knew he was being prepared for the next event.
Torchwood, Jack/Owen, submission. scripps
You didn't have to submit to Jack to work at Torchwood but it helped knowing, always, in the back of your mind, that you could make yourself completely vulnerable and Jack would take care of you.
Some days Owen needed that lesson reinforced.
Owen only had to stand by Jack's desk and Jack would know and before the end of the night Owen would be on his knees, stripped of his own will, and perfectly safe.
Torchwood, Jack/Ianto, rope bondage sexycazzy
Jack tried to control his breathing as the silken ropes were twisted tighter and tighter, corseting his waist. A second set of thin ropes were woven into a high, tight collar around his neck. Then Ianto kissed him and took the last of his breath away.
White Collar
Any, adult male/adult male, orgasm denial. scripps
(White Collar, Peter/Neal)
Peter carefully stroked Neal's prostate and watched his cock try to swell in its tight polycarbonate cage.
“How long has it been Neal?”
“Three weeks, five days, twenty two hours,” Neal gasped out ending with a desperate groan.
White Collar, Neal/Kate, taking her orders. scripps
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When Neal confessed the realities of his life to Kate she had been pissed, understandably so. When she calmed down she said she'd forgive him as long as she started calling the shots. Neal had agreed but hadn't suspected just how much time he'd be spending on his knees.
White Collar, Peter/El/Neal(sub), non-sexual ageplay - Neal just wants to be their good boy. azure_chaos
Peter watched as Neal played with his toy car on the rug making little vrom vrom noises.
At the start he hadn't understood, thought is was a trick or a weird con or some strange form of acting.
It was El that had a long talk with Neal and understood that Neal had never had the chance just to be someone's good little boy and that was the piece of his heart that was truly missing.
White Collar, Peter/Neal, punishment. scripps
Neal sat in the hard wood chair, facing the wall like a child in time out.
Behind him he could hear Peter pacing, probably trying to decide exactly which punishment to deal out next.
For Neal the waiting was the punishment, his mind working out all the things he deserved to have happen to him as the minutes slowly ticked by.
White Collar, Neal/author's choice, roleplay. scripps
(Neal/Peter)
“The cameras are off, no one is watching, and I can a do anything I want to you to get my confession, anything at all. Am I understood?”
Peter stared into Agent Caffrey's cold blue eyes and began to sweat.
White Collar: Peter/Neal....Sensual Play. vegasdisneymom
It wasn't cold steel that held Neal's wrists but ropes of the softest cotton to keep him steady while he was pleasured. Scarves of the purest silk were draped his body and wrapped his cock. Then Peter softly kissed the arch of one foot and began to work his way slowly up.
Any, any two men, lingerie. scripps
(White Collar, Peter/Neal)
Peter found it during a semi regular poke around of Neal's room. His first thought was that Alex or some other conquest of Neal’s had left it behind, but it was hidden, neatly folded, a matching set, and seemed to Peter's eyes just a little too large to fit most of Neal's women. That really only left one option and Peter was ashamed at just how fast he got hard thinking about it.
White Collar, Neal/Elizabeth, orgasm denial. scripps
Elizabeth whimpered and clawed at the sheets as Neal slid his tongue away from her folds, again. She tried to squeeze her legs together. She was so close and it wouldn't take much but Neal just spread them apart, again, and let her cool down before putting his tongue back to work, again.
Without A Trace
Without A Trace, Danny/Martin, food play. scripps
Martin found there were certain situations where he really didn’t care about his diet. Game night was one of those nights. The other nights were nights when Martin came over with a can of whipped cream, a bottle of chocolate sauce and a smile.
Without A Trace, Danny/Martin, rimming and fingering. scripps
Martin had been told to clean and given very exacting instruction as to just how clean to get.
His next order was to put on the blindfold and present on the bed on his hands and knees.
He wasn't sure what he was expecting next but Danny's hot tongue on his hole slowly driving him out of his mind wasn't it.
Without A Trace, Danny/Martin, bondage and ice. scripps
Danny pulled against his ruined ties as Martin twirled the first ice cube around his left nipple. When that began to melt he reached into the bucket and started running a fresh piece of ice around the right. Then Danny saw Martin’s eyes flicker south and an evil look cross his face and he began to worry.
X-Men
X-men: Logan/Scott Logan or Scott brings down their sub after a hard day. gigglinggigi
Logan watched Scott bounce around the room for a good ten minutes hoping he'd calm down on his own but that didn't seem to be happening. Logan knew he had to get Scott calm so he went to their box and retrieved Scott's collar. Scott tried to argue that he wasn't in the mood so Logan explained that it wasn't about sex it was about control and until Scott could bring himself under control Logan would handle it for him.
X-men, Scott/Remy, spanking azure_chaos
Remy appreciated that they were X-Men and that meant diving into danger in order to save the day/world/universe but as far as he was concerned that wasn't an excuse for being flat our reckless.
Scott dropped his pants and grabbed his ankles.
“We will start with fifty swats and then see how much of a lesson you have learned.”
Crossovers
Author: ladygray99
Rating: G- NC17
Fandom: Doctor Who, Firefly, Harry Potter, House, Life on Mars, NCIS, Numb3rs, Smallville, Star Trek:XI, Star Trek:Voyager, Supernatural, Torchwood, White Collar, Without A Trace, X-Men
Characters/Pairings: Angel, Buffy Summers, Lindsey McDonald, Rupert Giles, Spike, Tara Maclay, Wesley Wyndam-Pryce, Willow Rosenberg, Xander Harris, Gil Grissom, Greg Sanders, Nick Stokes, Eric Delko, Ryan Wolfe, Adam Ross, Danny Messer, Don Flack, Mac Taylor, Amy Pond, Eleven, Jack Harkness, Jake Simmonds, Martha Jones, Master, Micky Smith, Nine, Rory Williams, Ten, Jayne Cobb, Mal Reynolds, Simon Tam, Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter, James Potter, Oliver Wood, Percy Weasley, Remus Lupin, Severus Snape, Sirius Black, Greg House, Gene Hunt, Sam Tyler, Abby Sciuto, Anthony DiNozzo, Jethro Gibbs, Jimmy Palmer, Timothy McGee, Ziva David, Billy Cooper , Charlie Eppes, Colby Granger, Don Eppes, Ian Edgerton, Robin Brooks, Clark Kent, Lex Luthor, Christopher Pike, Gaila, George Kirk, Hikaru Sulu, Jim Kirk, Leonard Mccoy, Pavel Chekov, Uhura, Chakotay, Tom Paris, Castiel, Dean Winchester, John Hart, Ianto Jones, Owen Harper, Toskiko Sato, Elizabeth Burke, Kate Moreau, Neal Caffrey, Peter Burke, Danny Taylor, Martin Fitzgerald, Logan, Remy LeBeau, Scott Summers
Word count: 3 sentences x 148
Warnings/Kinks/Spoilers: aftercare, anonymous encounter, authority kink, begging, biting, blindfold, blood, bondage, boot licking, branding, breast bondage, breath play, bruises, clothes-pins, cock worship, collar, crawling, cross-dressing, cyber sex, dirty talk, dominance, double penetration, exhibitionism, face-fucking, fighting, first time, flogging, food play, frottage, fucking machine, gags, hair pulling, ice, inspection, limits, lingerie, kitten play, kneeling, knife play, leash, magic, marks, massage, masters, masturbation, medical play, misstresses, mpreg, multiple orgasms, nipple clamps, NMCF, non-sexual ageplay, non-sexual submission, obedience training, oral sex, orgasm denial, OTK, permanent marks, phone sex, piercing, public claiming, punishment, puppy play, ribbons, rimming, roleplay, role reversal, rope bondage, rough play, rules, scarf bondage, sensual play, spanking, spanking bench, St. Andrew cross, strap-on, submission, subspace, tearing/cutting off clothing, vampire glove, voyeurism, wax
Notes: These are the fills I did for the bdsm_fandom ’s January Three Sentences Prompt Challenge. Basically each prompt had to be filled with just three sentences. Since my head and my writing has been in a weird place I decided to just do as many as I possibly could even if it was for shows I’m not into (NCIS), kinks I’m not into (pricings, ewww), or some really weird crossovers (Harry Potter/White Collar). I did 148 in the end and thought I’d share them here. They’re in order by fandom but that’s about it.
Angel
Angel, Lindsey/Angel, face-fucking. scripps
It's not the first cock Lindsey's had down his throat. Not even the first vampire one. But as Angel shots down his raw throat, balls slapping loudly against his face Lindsey starts to think for the first time that just maybe this is personal.
Angel, Spike/Wes, enjoying taking orders. scripps
Wesley Wyndam-Pryce was born and raised to take orders for the good of Queen, Country and Counsel. Now he's in America, he has some issues with the current Prime Minister and Counsel would just as soon see him dead. That leaves him drifting like a ship without a captain until Spike tells him to sit down and shut his pretty little mouth.
Buffy
Buffy/Angel, Spike/Angel, fighting and fucking. scripps
Spike's body slammed into the wall. He countered with an elbow to Angel's face but he missed and instantly knew this would give Angel the upper hand. Indeed Angel's next move was to throw him to the ground and start ripping his clothes off but Spike couldn't claim that he really minded.
Buffy, Willow/Tara, strap-on. scripps
It was purple, sparkly, absolutely giant and Willow thought it was a joke until Tara strapped it on.
Now Willow was screaming, clawing at the sheets, every thought blown out of her head. The only sound she could hear was Tara's low chuckle.
Buffy, Spike/Angel, blood. (no non-con) scripps
Spike would always love him and always hate him, that was their relationship, that was just who they were. But there were moments when hate and love were tiny emotions compared to the sound of the blood singing. And when Spike closed his eyes and bared his neck and Angel let himself break the skin and taste those precious drops of blood he knew no matter what they'd always be connected.
Buffy, Spike/Xander, kneeling. scripps
Normally Xander got pissed when a curse popped up or a spell went haywire because he was the one who always got the funny syphilis. This time it was different. The peroxide wonder was on his knees, eyes to the ground, begging to be taken, used, degraded, ridden hard and put away wet and for some odd reason Xander didn't feel much like denying such reasonable little requests.
CSI
CSI, Nick/Greg, one of them raising the issue of submission with the other. scripps
Nick knows he's a good ol' boy at heart and as a good ol' boy there are things he should and shouldn't want. Wanting Greg is bad enough and the only thing that holds his sanity together is the fact that Greg wants him back but in the end it's not enough and one deep dark night just before things start to get heated up he takes Greg's hands and slowly asks if Greg would let him submit. Greg touches his face and says yes.
CSI, Nick/Greg, cross-dressing "You're beautiful." scripps
Nick always thought Greg had nice legs but now they were stunning.
Greg had shaved, found stockings and heels and a dress of deep red that was slit nearly to his hip.
He towered over Nick with his lips painted and every hair in place and Nick was sure he’d never seen anything so beautiful.
CSI, Gil Grissom/Nick Stokes/Greg Sanders, sub Greg with two loving Doms. scripps
It had taken the two of them working quietly for months just to get Greg's shirt off. That turned out to be the hardest step. Once Greg understood this wasn't a set up or a game or something that would ever be held against him he sank beautifully to his knees waiting for the next order from his masters.
CSI:Miami
CSI:Miami, Eric/Ryan, frottage. scripps
The adrenaline was still running hard and fast as they ducked into the closest. They both wanted everything NOW but there was just no time. Lips slamming together, pants hit the floor as they rubbed off on each other like a couple of kids half their age.
CSI:New York
CSI:NY, Adam/Danny, massage. scripps
Adam started at his feet promising him it would feel good. Half way through the first foot Danny had wood closer to steel and developed an inability to move. By the second foot Danny decided Adam was his soul mate.
CSI:NY, Mac/author's choice, aftercare. scripps
(Mac/Adam)
Mac shivered and tried to wrap the sheet around himself, tried to send him away. Adam developed spontaneous deafness. Instead he found himself striped bare once again, covered in odd creams and a glass of cold water pressed to his lips.
CSI:NY, Danny/Don/Mac, ice. scripps
Even for life long New Yorkers the height of summer was proving to be too much. As soon as the door of Mac's apartment shut they were stripping naked and falling onto cool white sheets. Then Danny got up and returned with two full ice trays just to make things a little more interesting.
CSI:NY, Mac/Danny, submission. scripps
Mac asks for obedience from his team. When Danny offers him submission it comes as a shock. It is something he would never ask for but he can't claim he doesn't want it.
CSI:NY, Don/author's choice, getting off on feeling used. scripps
(Don/Adam)
Don once asked Adam if he was tired of everyone asking everything of him and wanting it yesterday. Adam had been quiet for a long time before saying no, before explaining that it was the demands on him that made him feel alive. That was also the first night Don took Adam to his bed and demanded from him even more.
CSI:NY, Don/Adam, sensual play sexycazzy
Don hurt everywhere and was in the process of hating everything starting and ending with his job.
Adam stripped him naked and drew a bath, filling the bath water with oils and carefully washing him from head to toes.
Then Adam lay him out on the bed where very slowly, over what felt like hours, while wearing only a pair of silk gloves, he soothed every pain, drew Don's release from him, then eased him into sleep.
CSI:NY, Danny/Don/Adam, submitting to two Doms sexycazzy
(Some serious punctuation abuse happens here.)
Adam wasn't sure but he thought it might have been Shakespeare that had something to say about being a servant to two masters, but then Shakespeare probably didn't spend his nights on his knees sucking cock; or possibly he did, you never knew with theatre people.
That said submitting to both Danny and Don had been a mistake and a result of several miscommunications but also a dream come true, once they worked everything out and decided there was enough of him to go around.
And now he was on his knees, hands snugly cuffed behind his back with two full thick cocks bobbing in front of him and he was fully determined to suck both of them down, at the same time if he could manage.
CSI:NY, Mac/Don, negotiations sexycazzy
Mac had said no a thousand times, sighting rules, regulations and claming Don didn’t really know what he wanted. Don did know what he wanted however and was determined to wear Mac down. Finally, eight months after his first refusal Mac agreed to sit down for negotiations.
CSI:NY, Adam/Danny, sensual play sexycazzy
Danny knew Adam was a man of many deep and hidden talents but it was a day when there had been too much running, jumping, climbing and falling down when Adam showed him what was in the cedar wood box kept under the bed.
Now Danny smelled like high quality massage oil and felt like he could happily never move again.
The fact that Adam was still only on his feet and had made some promises about what would happen when he started north only gave Danny the desire to live like this forever.
Doctor Who
Doctor Who, Martha/Amy & Eleven/Rory, exhibitionism. scripps
Martha knew this was something she would never have done with the Doctor she used to know but there was something different about this one, and the company he kept, more wild, more on edge, so when Amy began licking her ear and she saw the eyes of the Doctor and Rory darken with lust she went with it.
Now they were on bed large enough for six putting on a show of slow naughty touches while at the same time the Doctor and Rory almost absentmindedly stroked each other.
Then Amy nipped the back of her neck and whispered, “Let's really give them a show.”
Doctor Who: Nine/Jack: Food play, The Doctor shows Jack just how good Bananas are. gigglinggigi
"Bananas are good."
Jack had thought the Doctor was a nut when he said that but he'd been thinking that for at least an hour by that point.
Much later when the Doctor was sliding a firm banana, just past green, down his throat Jack decided that bananas are good.
Doctor Who, Doctor/Master, fucking machine von_gelmini
The Master had always been jealous of the TARDIS, so beautiful and loyal to her thief, providing him with whatever he might want or need.
Now as the Doctor sat and quietly read the Master cursed the TARDIS and the thing she had provided to drive him mad by binding him on his knees and penetrating him again and again with no end in sight.
The Master screamed out as yet another orgasm ran through his overworked system and the Doctor made little cooing noises and stroked a panel of his infernal machine.
Doctor Who, Mickey/Martha, bondage. scripps
Mickey was sure that before the Doctor he was normal, or at least his sexual tastes were normal
Maybe it had something to do with living in an ancient space ship that could get inside his head but he was pretty sure that once upon a time the feeling of his wife wrapping leather straps around his limbs wouldn't have been such an amazing turn on.
Then again Martha swore she'd been just a normal girl before meeting the Doctor as well with no interest in alien sex toys that could extend an orgasm for hours as long as one person didn't move, so maybe it wasn't such a bad thing in the end.
Doctor Who, Mickey/Jake, wax. scripps
You would think that with all the pain from fighting in between they'd want nothing but gentle but it didn't seem to work that way. Jake held the candle high above Mickey's smooth chest as it cast the only light in the room. He tipped the candle and a bead of wax splashed across Mickey's nipple causing him to hiss and surge up seeking just a little more.
Doctor Who, Ten/Simm!Master, Bloodplay von_gelmini
They knew each other's real names. Before Doctor and Master they knew the names their mother's whispered to them during storms, the names their teacher's called them when they first looked into eternity, the names they called each other running joyfully across fields as the second sun rose, but as the blood from the cuts over each heart slid down his chest the Doctor knew there was only one name he could possibly say.
“Master.”
Firefly
Firefly, Simon/Jayne, not taking control but being given it. scripps
When Simon left his old life he never thought he'd be doing this again, especially not with a man strong enough to break him in half but Jayne's desire had appeared to be an honest one.
They met in Jayne's bunk where he felt safer but that didn't change the rules that Simon had no hope of actually physically enforcing.
As soon as Simon arrived Jayne stripped naked and of his own free will, dropped quietly to his knees.
Firefly, Mal/Simon, biting (not breaking skin though please). scripps
Mal marvelled at the miles of pristine flesh even as pounded into the doctor’s tight ass with ever increasing force. Mal knew he was less than pristine with a hundred scars from a life on the edge and it just didn't seem fair. Mal bent over 'till he could put his lips to the good doctor's nipple then he bit down hard.
Harry Potter
Harry Potter, Percy/Oliver, collar (set after Hogwarts please as underage squicks me) scripps
Oliver looked down at Percy on knees, too pale, too thin, too tired from too many years of trying to be someone he wasn't and having his life fall apart in the process.
Oliver had heard the rumors of course but it was still a surprise when Percy arrived on his doorstep quiet and desperate.
Oliver picked up the collar and slid it around Percy's neck and as the magic took effect locking it in place Percy took a deep breath and relaxed.
Harry Potter: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter: Draco has given Harry a lot of rules, it might be the only thing keeping him alive. gigglinggigi
(And I swore I would never write HP fic again.)
Harry is getting fucking tired of the rules Draco keeps dropping on him because it seems like every day there’s a new damn rule.
No drinking, no drugs (including muggle ones), no flying too fast, no duelling, no playing with sharp objects, no freeing all the house elves, no making out in front of your ex-wife because she’ll use it as against you in the custody fights, no cussing in front of your kids for the same reason, no making out in front of Ron because he’s one of the only friends you’ve got left and you can’t afford to lose him, no making out in front of reporters just because, and now there’s yet one more.
“Harry, my love, you will take your medication because having screaming fits at two in the morning might not bother you but I need to sleep through the night once in a while and frankly if I don’t get a full nights sleep soon I’m just going to fucking throttle you so take the god damn pills!”
Harry Potter: Severus/Remus branding gigglinggigi
Remus wanted to bite, even in his human form. He wanted to sink blunt teeth into his mate, raising blood to the surface, scaring and bruising and marking Severus as his.
The compromise was a small piece of iron, shaped and twisted into intertwining letters, L and S, and heated white hot by magic before being pressed into Severus's thigh.
Harry Potter: Remus Lupin/Sirius Black/James Potter sex out side gigglinggigi
There was only a small breath of time, after the snow melted but before the biting midges descended, when it was safe to strip away jumpers and uniforms and let the fresh air dance around ones skin. They let their fingers dance over each other's bodies as well as they rolled about on the fresh spring grass each practicing the touches they'd spent the winter perfecting. James had learned the way Remus liked to be petted softly and the way Sirius liked sharp little nips and they'd both learned the way James likes to be kissed and sucked and some how it all seemed better when done on skin warmed by the sun.
Life on Mars
Life on Mars, Sam/Gene, role reversal-Gene is only the boss at work. scripps
Gene tried not to shiver even as he knelt naked in Sam's tiny miserable flat, with long strips of soft leather being dragged softly across his skin.
“I thought I made it very clear, Gene, that you could smoke one cigarette before our session, because I accept the fact that you are an addict, even though I do not enjoy the taste of it, and yet you came in here smelling like you smoked half a pack.”
Gene closed his eyes knowing his own guilt and what punishment was to come but it was punishment he deserved for disobeying Sam.
NCIS
NCIS, Gibbs/Abby, nipple clamps. scripps
Abby was never shy about asking for what she wanted at work or at play. Gibbs loosened the screws on the clamps causing them to tighten up around Abby's lovely large nipples. Abby squealed but Gibbs knew she wasn't there yet and wouldn't be until the clamps were at full strength and he was yanking the chain between them.
NCIS, Tony/Tim, gagged. scripps
Tim didn't even try to talk around the roll of soft leather that was pressed between his teeth. He knew he talked too much and people didn't understand him but he couldn't help it, the desire to try to make people understand was just too great. Tied across Tony's bed there was nothing that needed to be understood and so Tim submitted to the enforced silence.
NCIS: Abby/Ziva Kitten Play gigglinggigi
(Another on the list of kinks I thought I'd never ever write.)
Ziva thought she would never have time for something like a kitten but for Mittens she made time.
Mittens had spent the last hour chasing a laser dot around the room drawing laughter from Ziva's heart every time she pounced and found the dot wasn't under her paws, but Mittens was still a kitten and tired out quickly.
Now she was curled on Ziva's lap having her ears gently rubbed and drifting into sleep and Ziva didn't mind a bit.
NCIS: Gibbs/Tony Dirty talk gigglinggigi
“I'm thinking of all the things I'm going to do to you when we're alone,” Gibbs whispered in his ear. “I think I'll start with cutting the clothes from your body, because I know how that heats you up, before using the ice plug I've got sitting in my freezer right now to stretch you open and get you ready for me. Then I'll start getting serious.”
NCIS, Abby/Gibbs, breast bondage. scripps
Abby's limbs were already being held firmly in place with a collection of strong yet beautiful knots when Gibbs began looping the cords around and between each breast.
She watched in a well placed mirror as her breasts began to go from pink to red and began slipping into purple and her nipples began aching, jutting out further than she had ever seen.
“Your breasts look so beautiful like this, Abby, I wish I could keep them like this always, like the wings of some obscene butterfly.”
NCIS, Tony/Gibbs, rough play sexycazzy
Tony gasped as the hand was slapped across his face but he didn't have time to regroup before his back was slammed against the wall.
He tried to fight back but he was outclassed and every move was neatly countered.
When Gibbs bit down on his lip he finally relented, his body betraying just how much he really wanted this anyway.
NCIS: Tony/Tim: Online Play/Cyber Sex gigglinggigi
It wasn't exactly difficult to find which chat room Tony was using to try to get a little cyber love on a lonely Friday night.
It took about ten minutes for Tim to set up a profile for SisterSexy87 complete with picture.
The guilt Tim felt and the desperate need to tell Tony it was really him afterwards took much longer to fade.
NCIS, Jimmy/Abby, spanking. scripps
Jimmy knew he deserved this and couldn't say he didn't want it but provoking Abby at work was teasing a dragon.
He grabbed the other side of the autopsy table as her blows fell hard and fast sending two different kinds of fire warring through his body.
He only prayed that she'd actually stop if somebody walked in.
NCIS, Tony/Abby, the gift of submission sexycazzy
Abby knew there were others, even within her own little subculture, who would not understand this, who would scoff or just assume it was their right.
Abby understood that this was not a sign of weakness, never weakness, but to put your body/mind/soul in the hands of another took the greatest possible strength.
She slid the collar carefully around Tony’s neck and hopped she would stay worthy of this gift.
NCIS, Tony/author's choice, wingfic. scripps
(Tony/Abby)
Each feather was an iridescent black that seemed to reflect the colors around the room and matched her dress and her perfect pigtails.
She chewed her lip as her wings twitched with each breath she took.
Tony just prayed he wouldn’t pass out before he could talk her into letting him touch them because they were easily the most beautiful things he had ever seen.
NCIS, Abby(dom)/Tony, obedience training. azure_chaos
Tony is learning.
Really he is.
And once he's able to sit down again he will have learned never to sneak up on his Mistress when she's trying to get the serial number off a gun by using an acid wash.
NCIS, Gibbs/Abby, Kitty!play azure_chaos
Gibbs didn't actually think that kittens really liked balls of yarn except Mittens hand just spent the last hour gleefully getting her paws tangled up in a big pink ball. She looked up at him with her big dark eyes. Gibbs laughed and tried to untangle her.
NCIS, Tim/Abby, ribbons. scripps
Tim was frantic as he wandered past one shop after another. His Mistress's birthday was only days away and he had nothing to give her and no ideas that weren't overly extravagant, painfully ordinary or simply not them. Then he passed by a window filled with tea cups, antique dolls and a rack of long silk hair ribbons, half of them in black.
NCIS, Tony/author's choice, permanent marks (consensual) sexycazzy
(Tony/Gibbs)
Tony knew he'd never see it but that wasn't the point. This wasn't for him. As the intricate, stylized G was worked into the skin over his shoulder blade he knew it was only there for one man ever to look at.
NCIS, Abby/Jimmy, kneeling sexycazzy
Jimmy thought he was kinky, he had the kinkiest porn in his dorm in college, but that was before he met Abby.
The first thing Abby taught him how to do was kneel, up and down, over and over until he could do it with the grace a geisha would envy.
When he was finally able to perform that simple move to her liking she caressed his cheek, called him a good boy, and told him they would now move to lesson two.
NCIS, Abby/Tony, oral sex. scripps
Tony was starting to become dizzy from the lack of oxygen as Abby's thighs squeezed tight around his head. Her fingers were also tight his hair. Still he kept licking at her, drinking her juices that seemed never ending, wanting desperately to be there to catch it the second she comes.
NCIS, Jimmy/Abby, blindfold. scripps
Jimmy knows the blindfold is to keep him calm, like blindfolding a horse before leading it through fire.
He still can't help twisting his head about trying to hear what Abby has planned.
When he suddenly hears the scrape of a match and smells the sulphur of the flame despite the blindfold he begins to panic.
NCIS, Abby/author's choice, clothes-pins. scripps
(Abby/Gibbs)
Gibbs closed the second clothes pin carefully on her left nipple. Abby gave a squeak; not a cry, or groan, a squeak. Gibbs flicked the pin and listened to her squeak again.
NCIS: Gibbs/Tony....OTK spanking. vegasdisneymom
Tony had been warned that if he acted like a child he would be treated like one but for some reason he thought that meant time out or going to bed before dessert, not his bare backside in the air. He yelped each time Gibbs dropped his hand but he didn't try to get away since he had the feeling that would only make things worse. He still wasn't sure how much more he could take especially once he felt Gibbs' cock begin to twitch and his start to twitch in return.
NCIS, Gibbs (Dom)/Tony(sub), worshipping bowl_of_glow
Tony would swear in any court of law on any holy book that he worshiped Gibbs and there isn't a single person looking at his record who wouldn't believe it.
Tony took long licks from the root to the tip of Gibbs' strong thick cock covering every inch of it before moving down to Gibbs' balls sucking in first one then both as Gibbs' fingers tightened in his hair.
Tony doubted anyone would ever ask him exactly which bit of Gibbs' he worshiped the most.
NCIS, Gibbs (Dom)/ Tony (sub), punishment bowl_of_glow
Tony heard the lash cut through the air before every strike. He knew to make Gibbs stop all he had to do was shed a truly honest tear of shame. Tony swallowed and held the tears back because he knew he deserved this punishment more than Gibbs would even know.
NCIS, Gibbs (Dom)/ Tony (sub), subspace bowl_of_glow
It was Gibbs who took him there where others had failed. It wasn't hard in the end because it was Gibbs. Gibbs told him how to live his days so when Gibbs put him on his knees and told him to submit Tony did with his body, mind and very soul.
NCIS, Gibbs (Dom)/ Tony (sub), boot licking bowl_of_glow
Tony had spilled the coffee across Gibbs' boots at three in the afternoon. It had taken all his will to apologize instead of dropping to the floor in front of everyone and licking it up there. It was now ten at night and Tony was determined to lick those boots until all he could taste was the leather and polish.
NCIS, Gibbs (Dom)/ Tony (sub), defiance bowl_of_glow
Tony knows he will pay for it later with the belt or the paddle or maybe his cock in that damn cage but it's punishment he can take. He doesn't care and will take whatever comes. Gibbs is in danger and no one, not even Gibbs can order him to stay away.
NCIS, Tony/Gibbs, Gibbs wants to submit sexycazzy
Gibbs dreams before he dreams, late at night, dark fantasies that he would never dare to think or ask for in the light of day. He dreams that Tony's warm simile is cold and sharp like a blade dusted against his skin. He dreams he submits to that blade willingly and for that is given praise.
NCIS, Abby/Tony(Hero), pup play. scripps
Hero had a busy day playing fetch in the back yard. The grass had just been cut and he was now covered in green. Abby knew Hero wasn’t big on baths and started plotting just how she was going to get him clean.
NCIS, Abby/Palmer, he loves her boots. onlyonechoice
He was sure no other woman would ever get away with wearing them at NCIS but Abby was special as were the boot. Shinny, black, spike heels and up to her knees it was all he could do not to start kissing them in her lab. Instead he consoled himself with the knowledge that he’d get his hands on them at home.
Numb3rs
Numb3rs, Colby/author's choice, blindfold. scripps
(Colby/Charlie)
All of Colby's training was telling him to panic and he began whipping his head around trying to hear anything and pulling against his bonds.
Suddenly Charlie's fingers were gently stroking his face.
“Colby, you need to calm down and learn to trust that I am always here.”
Any, any two adults, being inspected by their Dom(me). scripps
(Numb3rs, Charlie(Dom)/Ian(Sub))
(This is part of my Silk Pillow 'verse.)
Ian is naked spread for inspection. The Professor circles him slowly touching each tiny blemish and demanding a full explanation. This happens every time Ian comes off a hunt now and he knows he only has himself to blame after trying to hide three broken ribs from the man who owns him.
Any, any two adults, collared. scripps
(Numb3rs, Charlie/Colby)
The collar Charlie had picked was thin with strange math designs pressed into the leather. It could be worn under a collared shirt and get passed off as an odd fashion statement if anyone saw it. But Colby knew the truth that as along as he kept it one there was someone who wanted him.
Any, two or more adults, negotiating limits. scripps
(Numb3rs, Charlie/Colby)
Colby listened to what Charlie wanted and said No. He'd heard lists like that before and knew that Charlie didn't want to submit, he wanted to be destroyed. As Charlie tried to storm away in tears Colby grabbed him pressing him against the wall, then kissed him softly and promised that something could be worked out.
Numb3rs, Colby/any, first time with a new Dom scripps
(Colby/Charlie)
When Colby saw Charlie in that club he panicked sure his secret shame was about to be spread across the FBI. Instead Charlie got them a private room where they talked long into the night. Now Colby stood before Charlie, eyes to the floor, hands clasped behind his back waiting for his first order.
Any, adult male/adult male, voyeurism. scripps
(Numb3rs, Ian, Charlie/Colby)
Ian told himself he wasn't really breaking in because while it was three in the morning Charlie and Colby had told him that he was always welcome to stay in the solarium while in town but if it was after midnight and the house was dark to just let himself in.
He was trying to be quiet as he slipped down the hall but there was a dim light spilling from a door just barely open and there were noises coming from the other side.
He told himself he hadn't meant to look but Charlie and Colby were on their knees spooned against each other, eyes closed and faces open with bliss as Colby moved inside Charlie like there was nothing else he was ever meant to do.
Any, adult male/adult female, bondage. scripps
(Numb3rs, Robin/Charlie)
Robin wasn't one of those women, the kind in the porns that bend over for the men and get spanked and tied up and smile like they like it.
And yet here she is, hands bound above her, legs tied wide with her own ruined stockings, and being watched intensely by the Eppes brother that she isn't dating.
Then Charlie pulled on some leather gloves and she felt a new wave of wetness between her legs and she knew she was in trouble.
Numb3rs, Don/Billy, restraints. scripps
Billy pulled gently, carefully testing the shackles that had him attached to the cheap motel bed.
Don lifted a handful of ice from the ice bucket. “Now, we're going to learn a lesson about what happens when you run off into dangerous situations ditching your partner and only backup in the process.”
Author's choice, any two consenting adults, switching up their usual Dom(me)/sub dynamic. scripps
(Numb3rs, Charlie/Colby)
Charlie watched as Colby sank to his knees then pressed his forehead to the floor. He ran the tails of the flogger along the expanse of fine flesh that was Colby's back. He knew he would use more than the flogger before the night was over because while Colby didn't want this often when he did he needed it hard and relentless until he broke.
Numb3rs, Don/Colby, aftercare. scripps
Don always tried to send him away, calming he was fine, he could take care of himself, he'd just go to bed.
Colby ignored him.
As far as Colby was concerned the power didn't shift until morning so that meant tending every bruise, ache and chill his boy had until he finally closed his eyes properly rested.
Numb3rs, Don/Colby, 'yes Sir.' scripps
Don wasn't sure if it was the Army or if Colby was just born like this but he'd never had a partner who was so good at taking orders.
“Colby, you're going to arrive at my place exactly at eight, all shaved and cleaned out, because I'm going to fuck you tonight with nothing but spit and lube on my dick, and when you're arrive you are going to immediately strip and present yourself to me for inspection and you will not disappoint me.”
“Yes, Sir.”
Numb3rs, Billy/Don, bruises or marks (rough but consensual please) scripps
Don knew he would have bruises in the morning but he didn't care. Billy's fingers gripped tight into his hips and he teeth sunk into the skin beneath his nipple. Don howled, not caring if the whole motel thought he was being murdered, and thrust up against Billy determined to leave some bruises of his own.
Smallville
Smallville, Clark/Lex, kneeling/crawling (no underage Clark please) scripps
Lex had once thought that seeing any member of the shithole town he was stuck in crawl across his floor would be a thing of great amusement. Except now it was Clark crawling towards him looking less like a grovelling man and more like a panther stalking its prey. And Lex just knew he was on the menu for lunch.
Smallville, Clark/Lex, orgasm denial (no underage Clark please) scripps
Clark could stretch his hearing out to cover the world, and bring it down to pick out the tiniest sounds.
Right now he was listening to Lex, not his begging cries, but the blood in his body, the semen in his balls and the sound of muscles contracting.
He listened for just the right moment then removed his hands from Lex's body denying him release yet again.
Star Trek:XI
Star Trek, Gaila/Jim, a collar for Jim. scripps
Galia had worn a collar before she had broken free and found her way to Star Fleet and she swore she would never handle one again but Jim was so prone to wandering, even when in his heart he didn't really want to.
She found the collar on shore leave and bought it because it was command gold like Jim's uniform.
The next time he was on his knees she slipped it around his neck and was not as surprised as she should have been when all he did was smiled.
Star Trek, Pike/McCoy, spanking. scripps
Christopher held his breath keeping silent even as his naked flesh flushed in what he hoped was shame but could just as easily be pleasure.
Leonard dropped his hand again the sound filling the small chambers and the pain filling Christopher's mind.
Christopher moaned as Leonard rubbed the reddening flesh and wished he'd realized years ago that there is no one better than a doctor to keep shameful secrets and take care of him in every way he might need.
Star Trek, George Kirk/Chris Pike, rimming. scripps
Chris could remember one of his first professors at the Academy going on and on about how important it was to study any subject as closely as possibly before drawing conclusions. George Kirk was groaning and fisting the sheets as Chris swirled his tongue around the tight hole in front of him. He wondered if this was close enough.
Star Trek, Sulu/Jim, subspace. scripps
Sulu knows how dangerous this is for the Captain to be in a place where he isn't the Captain, where he isn't even James Kirk. Here, in this place, he only answers to Jimmy and only when Sulu says it. Like this there is only one person in Jimmy's universe; the person who gives him pleasure and pain and Sulu is pretty sure that like this he can't tell the difference.
Star Trek, Bones/Jim, begging. scripps
Bones knew Jim's past, knew the hardships and bad days but that didn't stop the Captain from acting like a spoiled brat at inappropriate times.
Leonard decided some correction was in order.
That meant Jim was on his knees, bound and plugged with a wicked little toy that would keep him on edge for hours leaving him nothing to do but beg.
Star Trek XI, Pike/Bones, authority kink sexycazzy
Leonard knew one of the things he had liked about his wife was the way she took charge of any situations, at least until the point where she charged him right off the planet.
Leonard was starting to think maybe that was more a problem with his personality than hers. Especially the way he almost came in his uniform the first time Pike ordered him to suck him off.
Star Trek, Uhura/Gaila, multiple orgasms. scripps
Uhura had lost track of the number of times Gaila had arched her back and let out a low rumbling cry her opening squeezing around Uhura's fingers or tongue.
Gaila had made her promise not to stop for at least an hour.
Uhura eyed the clock and then dove back in with twenty minutes left to go.
Star Trek, Pike/McCoy, having to be quiet. scripps
Christopher knew it was stupid carrying on with a cadet, especially in a cadet's room but when Leonard's roommate came home early he threw the both of them under the bed.
That was possibly not the best idea because it meant their bodies were pressed against each other and every breath caused that little bit of unwanted friction.
Then when Leonard decided to simply start rubbing off against him Christopher had to bite his tongue to hold back the moans.
Star Trek, Uhura/Sulu, "please Mistress." scripps
Sulu knew she was a Goddess from the moment she walked on the bridge but it didn't take long to find out that she was Spock's.
It took a little longer to realize that she belonged to nobody, however if you were very, very good you could belong to her.
Sulu had plucked up every drop of courage he had, submitted his proposal to her and when she asked if this was what he really wanted his answer was, "Yes, Mistress, please."
Star Trek, Pike/Kirk/McCoy, double penetration. scripps
McCoy loved to fuck Jim's perfect hot wet mouth if for no other reason it was possibly the only time the kid would shut up.
Pike could list the Star Fleet regulations, chapter and verse, that stated just how wrong it was to pound his cock into Jim's tight, round, perfect, ass but he didn't really care.
Jim was floating in pleasure, pain and lust as lovely tick cocks took him from both sides driving the thoughts and all other darkness right out of his mind.
Star Trek, McCoy Chekov, non-sexual submission (please make Chekov 18 or older). scripps
Chekov's parents had let him run wild afraid of stifling his genius so when his first training officer explained to him quite clearly the difference between a request and an order it had come as a bit of a shock.
Captain Kirk wasn't big on orders but he was still the Captain so even a request was an order unless stated otherwise.
Chekov thought he would strain against this but instead found a sense of peace as if someone was now holding his hand and showing him the way.
Star Trek:Voyager
Star Trek: Voyager, Chakotay/Tom Paris, Public claiming azure_chaos
The aliens had a very complicated view of marriage and an equally complicated view of what did or did not constitute kidnapping. In the end it was reasonably easy to get Tom back as long as one of his husbands or wives was willing to come get him, and of course provide proof. The aliens unfortunately did not accept a quickly forged federation marriage license since marriage had nothing to do with paper work, they did however accept Tom spread naked across one of their holy alters while Chakotay screwed his brains out.
Supernatural
Supernatural, Dean/Castiel, Dean willingly submits to Castiel castiels_shadow
Dean would never have submitted to the will of heaven even before he found out that angels were mostly giant dicks and God was just another deadbeat dad sitting on a beach in Tijuana blowing the child support money on tequila and hookers.
Submitting to the will of Castiel was very different.
Castiel's hands were soft but strong and guided him quickly to a place where he felt strong, weak and protected all at the same time like he was wrapped up in angel wings and always would be.
Torchwood
Torchwood: Captain Jack Harkness/Ianto Jones: tearing/cutting off clothing gigglinggigi
Jack would never touch one of the suits, especially the black and red one, but Ianto wasn't in his suit, he was in jeans and an obscenely tight t-shirt.
He was also tied spread eagle to the bed.
Jack took up the blade, small, thin and so very sharp and slipped it under Ianto's collar quite enjoying the sound of the cotton slowly tearing away.
Torchwood, Owen/author's choice, medical play. scripps
(Owen/Ianto)
Ianto's annual physical had come around three times so far this year. Each time it ended the same way. He would feel the cold of Owen's stethoscope on his skin, something would be triggered off, Owen would make a lame joke about swelling, and he'd end up with his legs in the stirrups begging for release.
Torchwood, Jack/Ianto, bruises (all consensual) scripps
Ianto ran his hands along Jacks hip. He skimmed the black and blue marks that were just the size of his fingers. He knew they'd be gone in a week or the next time Jack died, whichever came first, but for now they were little marks of himself on Jack’s skin.
Torchwood, Jack/Ianto, gag. scripps
Jack ran his tongue across the high quality tie silk that had been rolled up and shoved in his mouth.
“Now, are you going to keep that tie in your mouth, Captain, or do I have to get the duct tape?”
Jack shook his head and just smiled around the red silk.
Torchwood: John Hart/Jack Harkness: knife play gigglinggigi
The knife was from long dead alien race and encrusted with millions in jewels. Its edge was still freakishly sharp and it was that edge that John was running along Jack's thighs and teasing at the edge of his balls. Jack sighed and rolled his hips and John let the knife ever so slightly slip in.
Torchwood, Jack/Owen, collar and leash. scripps
It had started as a joke when Owen stumbled into work hung-over and reeking of some random woman for the fifth time in as many days. Owen just looked up at Jack with eyes that held too much pain and loss, even for Torchwood, and told Jack that it wasn't a half bad idea.
Now every time Owen moved or breathed or tried to swallow he could feel the thin collar around his neck and the leash dangling down his back tucked neatly under his clothes.
Torchwood, Jack/Owen, masturbation with one partner directing the other's actions. scripps
“Slow down Owen, we have all night. Now give your wrist a little twist on the upstroke. And on the way down give it a little squeeze at the base, just the way I do for you.”
Torchwood, Tosh/Owen, provoking a punishment. scripps
Owen knew he was begging for it and that he really should shut up but it was like an evil alien took control of his mouth.
It was Jack who had enough first and Owen though he'd just get sent home or maybe have to help Ianto clean out the weevil cages.
What he was not expecting was that he was going to get turned over to Tosh for punishment or that he'd like it so damn much.
Torchwood, Jack/Ianto, blindfolded for an extended period of time. scripps
Ianto was more furious at Owen than anyone else, not because Owen had anything to do with what happened but because Owen had refused to use any of their rapid healing equipment stating that eyes were too delicate to mess with.
Instead Owen bound his eyes and handed him over to Jack.
That turned out to be not as bad as it could have been because Jack reached into himself and found the bits that were still truly human letting him bathe, dress, feed, and make love to Ianto all the while reassuring him that things would get better.
Torchwood, Jack/Ianto and author's choice, voyeurism hab318princess
Owen came back to grab his spare shirt after some dumb bint at the pub tripped and covered him in something sticky and blue.
He would have left quickly but heard a noise and tracked it to the plant house where Ianto was fucking their captain like it was the last thing he’d ever do.
Owen was going to run for it, really, except Jack lifted his head and threw him a wink so instead he just settled in to watch the show.
Torchwood, Jack/Ianto, spanking (OTK would be nice) hab318princess
Ianto always cried when they did this but that was sort of the point.
It started sometime after Lisa when Jack realized that Ianto wasn’t feeling or reacting or engaging in anything outside his basic duties.
Jack had tried everything else first but after a frustrating day where Ianto almost got himself ‘accidentally’ killed Jack dragged him over his knee like a naught child and brought his hand down again and again until Ianto broke and began to cry.
Torchwood, Tosh/Owen, power play with clothed Tosh and naked Owen. scripps
For the first time since he was a child Owen wanted to cover his nakedness and for the first time he was not allowed.
Tosh circled him in a kimono of fine black silk that seemed to whisper and sing as she moved.
Owen took a breath as just one of her delicate fingers pressed into his shoulder in her first, silent order to kneel.
Torchwood, Ianto/Owen, rimming. scripps
Ianto could not move, nor would want to move if he could, not with his legs strapped into the stirrups of Owen's exam table. He moaned around the gag in his mouth as Owen's tongue whipped around and around sending shivers across his body in waves. Then he felt Owen's tongue dip in and he knew he was being prepared for the next event.
Torchwood, Jack/Owen, submission. scripps
You didn't have to submit to Jack to work at Torchwood but it helped knowing, always, in the back of your mind, that you could make yourself completely vulnerable and Jack would take care of you.
Some days Owen needed that lesson reinforced.
Owen only had to stand by Jack's desk and Jack would know and before the end of the night Owen would be on his knees, stripped of his own will, and perfectly safe.
Torchwood, Jack/Ianto, rope bondage sexycazzy
Jack tried to control his breathing as the silken ropes were twisted tighter and tighter, corseting his waist. A second set of thin ropes were woven into a high, tight collar around his neck. Then Ianto kissed him and took the last of his breath away.
White Collar
Any, adult male/adult male, orgasm denial. scripps
(White Collar, Peter/Neal)
Peter carefully stroked Neal's prostate and watched his cock try to swell in its tight polycarbonate cage.
“How long has it been Neal?”
“Three weeks, five days, twenty two hours,” Neal gasped out ending with a desperate groan.
White Collar, Neal/Kate, taking her orders. scripps
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When Neal confessed the realities of his life to Kate she had been pissed, understandably so. When she calmed down she said she'd forgive him as long as she started calling the shots. Neal had agreed but hadn't suspected just how much time he'd be spending on his knees.
White Collar, Peter/El/Neal(sub), non-sexual ageplay - Neal just wants to be their good boy. azure_chaos
Peter watched as Neal played with his toy car on the rug making little vrom vrom noises.
At the start he hadn't understood, thought is was a trick or a weird con or some strange form of acting.
It was El that had a long talk with Neal and understood that Neal had never had the chance just to be someone's good little boy and that was the piece of his heart that was truly missing.
White Collar, Peter/Neal, punishment. scripps
Neal sat in the hard wood chair, facing the wall like a child in time out.
Behind him he could hear Peter pacing, probably trying to decide exactly which punishment to deal out next.
For Neal the waiting was the punishment, his mind working out all the things he deserved to have happen to him as the minutes slowly ticked by.
White Collar, Neal/author's choice, roleplay. scripps
(Neal/Peter)
“The cameras are off, no one is watching, and I can a do anything I want to you to get my confession, anything at all. Am I understood?”
Peter stared into Agent Caffrey's cold blue eyes and began to sweat.
White Collar: Peter/Neal....Sensual Play. vegasdisneymom
It wasn't cold steel that held Neal's wrists but ropes of the softest cotton to keep him steady while he was pleasured. Scarves of the purest silk were draped his body and wrapped his cock. Then Peter softly kissed the arch of one foot and began to work his way slowly up.
Any, any two men, lingerie. scripps
(White Collar, Peter/Neal)
Peter found it during a semi regular poke around of Neal's room. His first thought was that Alex or some other conquest of Neal’s had left it behind, but it was hidden, neatly folded, a matching set, and seemed to Peter's eyes just a little too large to fit most of Neal's women. That really only left one option and Peter was ashamed at just how fast he got hard thinking about it.
White Collar, Neal/Elizabeth, orgasm denial. scripps
Elizabeth whimpered and clawed at the sheets as Neal slid his tongue away from her folds, again. She tried to squeeze her legs together. She was so close and it wouldn't take much but Neal just spread them apart, again, and let her cool down before putting his tongue back to work, again.
Without A Trace
Without A Trace, Danny/Martin, food play. scripps
Martin found there were certain situations where he really didn’t care about his diet. Game night was one of those nights. The other nights were nights when Martin came over with a can of whipped cream, a bottle of chocolate sauce and a smile.
Without A Trace, Danny/Martin, rimming and fingering. scripps
Martin had been told to clean and given very exacting instruction as to just how clean to get.
His next order was to put on the blindfold and present on the bed on his hands and knees.
He wasn't sure what he was expecting next but Danny's hot tongue on his hole slowly driving him out of his mind wasn't it.
Without A Trace, Danny/Martin, bondage and ice. scripps
Danny pulled against his ruined ties as Martin twirled the first ice cube around his left nipple. When that began to melt he reached into the bucket and started running a fresh piece of ice around the right. Then Danny saw Martin’s eyes flicker south and an evil look cross his face and he began to worry.
X-Men
X-men: Logan/Scott Logan or Scott brings down their sub after a hard day. gigglinggigi
Logan watched Scott bounce around the room for a good ten minutes hoping he'd calm down on his own but that didn't seem to be happening. Logan knew he had to get Scott calm so he went to their box and retrieved Scott's collar. Scott tried to argue that he wasn't in the mood so Logan explained that it wasn't about sex it was about control and until Scott could bring himself under control Logan would handle it for him.
X-men, Scott/Remy, spanking azure_chaos
Remy appreciated that they were X-Men and that meant diving into danger in order to save the day/world/universe but as far as he was concerned that wasn't an excuse for being flat our reckless.
Scott dropped his pants and grabbed his ankles.
“We will start with fifty swats and then see how much of a lesson you have learned.”
Crossovers