THREESOMES!! :o)
So my day? Full of paper writting and other shit. The sky is cloudy, it is threatening to snow, and I am coming down with a cold. But you know what makes all that better? If you answered porn, then YOU get an internet cookie!!!
But there are just SO many different directions that I could take this porning. And so, rather than overwhelm you with 200 recs at one time (because Porn Is Good) I give to you THREESOMES! (Which, now that I am done with my recs, don't really all contain porn. Um, actually only 3/4 do. *waves hands around in misdirection* But they are still great stories! And the ones with porn have really HOT porn! I promise!!)
Thirteen Ways of Drawing a Triangle by raedbard
West Wing CJ/Sam/Toby R
They get to the point where they do not need to talk anymore. CJ talks anyway because she enjoys the sounds of people, swelling in a room like sunlight, warming her. Sam talks to himself and thinks that no-one notices but the other two. Toby talks to the paper, to the laptop and the legal pad, but they both understand the things he says with his body and the movement of his eyes, the weight and quality of his sighs; better maybe than he can understand himself.
A Phantom of Clouds by doyle_sb4
Dr. Who Jack/Nine/Rose PG-13
"You said it, not me," the Doctor said, smirking. Jack blew him a kiss.
"Anyway," he said, "I say the deciding vote should go to the beautiful Rose."
"Fine. Up to you, Rose, yes or no?"
Four Stories Jack Harkness Doesn't Tell in Bed (And One that He Does) by lightgetsin
Torchwood Jack/Ianto Jack/Nine/Rose PG-13
Ianto wanted to talk afterward, to Jack’s surprise. And he definitely seemed fine with staying put, mashed together on the cramped sofa, the sweat cooling on their bare skin. Jack hadn’t expected that; Jack hadn’t thought that far ahead.
Feelings are Boring, Kissing is Awesome by sdwolfpup
Due South Fraser/Vecchio/Cortez R
It had ultimately been Anita's idea.
Good Idea at the Time by pearl_o
Due South Kowalski/Vecchio/Stella R
It's not an original thought, but that doesn't make it any less of a true one: it's absolutely amazing, Stella Vecchio thinks, exactly what on earth will seem like a good idea after a few drinks too many.
Parameters by brooklinegirl
Due South Fraser/Kowalski/Vecchio NC-17 (rimming)
"Your owner will seriously lick anything," he informed the wolf solemnly.
Dief sat down and panted at him judgmentally.
"Yeah, well, your opinion doesn't count for much," Ray responded. "Look at where you lick."
Ray and Ray's Guide to Improving a Sucky Day by lordessrenegade
Due South Fraser/Kowalski/Vecchio NC-17
Fraser lifts his head at that, and Ray can practically feel him frowning from here. "Well, Ray, it wasn't entirely-"
"It was sucky, Fraser. You think we don't know you well enough by now to know when your day is hell? Less than satisfactory, Benny. That's what you said on the machine. You feeling less than satisfactory, that's like a normal guy feeling dead."
Thicker Than Blood by txtequilanights
Heroes Claire/Nathan/Peter NC-17 (incest)
Claire was on her side, on Peter’s bed, pressed between them like no one else had ever been. It had always just been them, alone in something so fucked-up and so ingrained that Nathan could barely remember not having it.
But they weren’t alone anymore. Claire was just as much a part of it now as they were.
Just Like that Old Time Rock and Roll by lovelokest
RPS Callum/Hugh/Molly NC-17 (genderfuck)
Hugh's cigarette-scratchy voice cuts the silence in the room, "No fucking way Molly, Cal's a girl?" Cal hears his zipper go down and the soft thud of his pants hitting the floor.
43 Degrees Celsius by brooklinegirl
RPS Callum/Hugh/Molly NC-17
Hugh's adjusting his cock in his pants as Molly comes in, and she lets her gaze drift down before giving him another raised eyebrow. She's combed out the stupid Farrah Fawcett hairdo she has for the movie, and she looks better, less creepy. Callum slides his hand around her waist and gives her a kiss on the cheek.
Hugh blinks. Are they fucking?
But We Arn't French by likeadeuce
X-Men Scott/Jean/Logan R
Scott jutted his chin at the retreating Logan. "I don't like the way he looks at you."
"Oh really?" Jean hooked an elbow over the back of her chair and watched Logan walk out the door. When he was gone, she turned back to Scott. " 'Cause I kind of thought you did."
But there are just SO many different directions that I could take this porning. And so, rather than overwhelm you with 200 recs at one time (because Porn Is Good) I give to you THREESOMES! (Which, now that I am done with my recs, don't really all contain porn. Um, actually only 3/4 do. *waves hands around in misdirection* But they are still great stories! And the ones with porn have really HOT porn! I promise!!)
Thirteen Ways of Drawing a Triangle by raedbard
West Wing CJ/Sam/Toby R
They get to the point where they do not need to talk anymore. CJ talks anyway because she enjoys the sounds of people, swelling in a room like sunlight, warming her. Sam talks to himself and thinks that no-one notices but the other two. Toby talks to the paper, to the laptop and the legal pad, but they both understand the things he says with his body and the movement of his eyes, the weight and quality of his sighs; better maybe than he can understand himself.
A Phantom of Clouds by doyle_sb4
Dr. Who Jack/Nine/Rose PG-13
"You said it, not me," the Doctor said, smirking. Jack blew him a kiss.
"Anyway," he said, "I say the deciding vote should go to the beautiful Rose."
"Fine. Up to you, Rose, yes or no?"
Four Stories Jack Harkness Doesn't Tell in Bed (And One that He Does) by lightgetsin
Torchwood Jack/Ianto Jack/Nine/Rose PG-13
Ianto wanted to talk afterward, to Jack’s surprise. And he definitely seemed fine with staying put, mashed together on the cramped sofa, the sweat cooling on their bare skin. Jack hadn’t expected that; Jack hadn’t thought that far ahead.
Feelings are Boring, Kissing is Awesome by sdwolfpup
Due South Fraser/Vecchio/Cortez R
It had ultimately been Anita's idea.
Good Idea at the Time by pearl_o
Due South Kowalski/Vecchio/Stella R
It's not an original thought, but that doesn't make it any less of a true one: it's absolutely amazing, Stella Vecchio thinks, exactly what on earth will seem like a good idea after a few drinks too many.
Parameters by brooklinegirl
Due South Fraser/Kowalski/Vecchio NC-17 (rimming)
"Your owner will seriously lick anything," he informed the wolf solemnly.
Dief sat down and panted at him judgmentally.
"Yeah, well, your opinion doesn't count for much," Ray responded. "Look at where you lick."
Ray and Ray's Guide to Improving a Sucky Day by lordessrenegade
Due South Fraser/Kowalski/Vecchio NC-17
Fraser lifts his head at that, and Ray can practically feel him frowning from here. "Well, Ray, it wasn't entirely-"
"It was sucky, Fraser. You think we don't know you well enough by now to know when your day is hell? Less than satisfactory, Benny. That's what you said on the machine. You feeling less than satisfactory, that's like a normal guy feeling dead."
Thicker Than Blood by txtequilanights
Heroes Claire/Nathan/Peter NC-17 (incest)
Claire was on her side, on Peter’s bed, pressed between them like no one else had ever been. It had always just been them, alone in something so fucked-up and so ingrained that Nathan could barely remember not having it.
But they weren’t alone anymore. Claire was just as much a part of it now as they were.
Just Like that Old Time Rock and Roll by lovelokest
RPS Callum/Hugh/Molly NC-17 (genderfuck)
Hugh's cigarette-scratchy voice cuts the silence in the room, "No fucking way Molly, Cal's a girl?" Cal hears his zipper go down and the soft thud of his pants hitting the floor.
43 Degrees Celsius by brooklinegirl
RPS Callum/Hugh/Molly NC-17
Hugh's adjusting his cock in his pants as Molly comes in, and she lets her gaze drift down before giving him another raised eyebrow. She's combed out the stupid Farrah Fawcett hairdo she has for the movie, and she looks better, less creepy. Callum slides his hand around her waist and gives her a kiss on the cheek.
Hugh blinks. Are they fucking?
But We Arn't French by likeadeuce
X-Men Scott/Jean/Logan R
Scott jutted his chin at the retreating Logan. "I don't like the way he looks at you."
"Oh really?" Jean hooked an elbow over the back of her chair and watched Logan walk out the door. When he was gone, she turned back to Scott. " 'Cause I kind of thought you did."