Bored. Want to write some nice, soothing porn, but stumped as to what to write. So, flist, give to me a prompt, and I will write you about a hundred words of something interesting.
Hopefully.
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Fandom: Inception
Man of the Hour: Arthur
Prompt: Night Terror
Thanks very muchful and I hope you get unbored soon.
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Neither of them is prepared for it. Suddenly Arthur's flailing and struggling and Ariadne has to clamp her hand over his mouth to keep the screams in, to keep them from being found out. She can feel when it passes; he looks for a second like he's going to wake up, but he goes limp all at once, placid underneath her hand.
Eames is looking down at him, stroking his hair with one hand. Ariadne crawls into bed behind him, her arm around his waist, her firm, small breasts pressed up against his back.
Arthur sleeps.
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"I can't believe I'm doing this- and with you of all people," Yusuf grumbled. "You presume to tell me about wearing a suit?"
"It takes a lot of effort, my dear Yusuf, to wear a suit as poorly as I do," Eames said, crossing his legs and sipping from his complimentary champagne. "And the first step is a very fine suit."
"Fine," he sighed. "But you're not picking the colors. You'll have me in purple and green before I know it."
Eames clapped a hand to his chest. "You wound me. Now hurry up and take your trousers off."
Yusuf rolled his eyes. "Now we come to the real reason we came. If you wanted to see me without my pants on, we could have stayed home and saved all this money!"
He suddenly became aware that the chatter in the shop had stopped.
"Well, go on," Eames said, making a shooing motion with his hands. "Give the people a show. You're the man of the hour!"
"I hate you," Yusuf said, putting his hand over his face.
"Love you too, darling," Eames replied.
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"This is patently unfair," Eames whines, stealing glances at them in the rearview while he navigates on the crowded highway. "Everyone on the road is getting the free show but me."
"Plenty more where that came from," Ariadne manages to gasp, just as Arthur's fingers work their way inside of her.
"Just wait until I get you back to the hotel," Eames says, stomping on the accelerator.
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Characters: Any
Prompt: John Farr verse!
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Thank you. :D
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