"ficmas card claim post" what does it MEAN

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While the AO3 crashes and burns from yuletide signups, I will bow to peer pressure from zap_rousdar  and steal this thing from her and bogged.

~*HAPPY FICMAS CARD CLAIM POST*~
Instead of sending holiday cards, I want to write you a story. It will be at least 500 words, knowing me probably at least 2 or 3 thousand words. If you don't celebrate Christmas, it will be a

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“If you don’t relax,” said Jonathan’s voice in his ear, softer and warmer with a texture like every bound leather book that had ever been paged through and loved, instantly comforting and relaxing Wil a little, but there was still that thread of electric anticipation running through him.

“That’s better,” came his voice again, and Wil closed his eyes, focusing on how those one, then two rough fingers felt in him -- he breathed so sharply it hurt and thought he could feel every inch, every line and wrinkle of Jonathan’s fingers as he was roughly worked open, and he didn’t even think to listen for what came next until it was happening.

Those were his pants and shorts being slipped down; that was the hot feel of a cock along his cleft, of fingers slipping out to his momentary relief, of -- yeah, it was Jonathan spitting into his hand just once, this was how he was going to be fucked -- of something larger pushing inside and Wil exhaling sharply, letting his head drop down, shutting his eyes so tight he saw stars to stop himself from crying out. “Relax, Wil,”

And Wil wished, desperately with any part of his brain that still worked, that he could understand why that one syllable (Wil dropping from Jonathan’s mouth and no one else’s), was enough to make this not the most painful thing he had ever experienced, but actually just -- amazing.

Jonathan hitting his prostate (or, as Brent had explained during the completely inexplicable Talk they had had yesterday, because he thought Wil suddenly needed to know Everything about anal sex, “The prostate -- Wil, here is your miracle of human anatomy, the real proof that God loves us and wants us to be happy, but you see why Ben Franklin’s family friendly version was better for Philadelphia souvenir sales.”) probably helped convince him there was something amazing to be had from all this, too. Probably had to do with Jonathan’s hand, too, reaching down to stroke his cock, because Wil holding on to the surprisingly solid sink and not moaning like he’d fallen off a bike and landed on a cock liable to fuck him open from the inside out was about all he was actually capable of at the moment.

“Are you ready, Wil?” Jonathan asked, the pace having picked up and Wil -- he was thrusting back when he could manage it, relaxing more with every thrust inside him, ready to give up on standing and throw himself on the floor and let his body be fucked into a trillion pieces that could liquefy and seep into the earth -- yeah, he thought as he arched and straightened his spine, held himself tightly against the sink, resisted as much as he could manage and fuck that was the right thing to do -- yeah, he was ready.

Suddenly, he could feel Jonathan tense up and still his movement inside him, his last thrusts smoother and not as painfully rough, and at that new warmth, Wil felt himself come into Jonathan’s hand, messily and --

“I am so calling out sick,” Wil gasped. “For the rest of the afternoon. I think I’m going to limp forever.”

“I’ll tell them you have food poisoning,” Jonathan said quietly near his ear. “And that you puked all over me so I had to go home and change.”

“Win,” he said, pressing his mouth against his wrist and sleeve as Jonathan slid out of him slowly, agonizingly slow, and all he could do was bite into his own arm and try not to make a sound.

“Come on, Wil,” Jonathan whispered, a firm hand on his back, running up and down slowly, “I’ll take you home.”

no i'm not crying shut up

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.....IN A GOOD WAY?

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AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH

There was like.... god there was no way to convey that Brent was just FUCKING with Wil in that insane deadpan way he has, and it didn't actually mean GO FUCK JFRAKES, so uh, KEEP THAT UNDER YO HAT.

♥

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[obstinatrix]

OMG WAT

WAT

I FUCKING LOVE YOU FOR THIS AKDBKLJBDSG YESSSSSSSSSSS

HELLO, RPF PAIRING I NEVER KNEW I WANTED!!

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RPF PAIRING YOU ALWAYS WANTED BUT WERE RIGHTFULLY ASHAMED TO ASK FOR

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[zap_rousdar]

I guess that's what I'm here for!

warning: complete incoherency

[zap_rousdar]

sweet mother of god. baby. i. i love you. why have you done this for me? i should never have asked for this. this is. it's everything i never knew i wanted. never knew i needed. you've broken me, utterly and completely.

i love this so much, and yet am so ashamed to love it.

oh god. sex lessons from uncle brent. teenage crush. and you even put a bfrank reference in. how did i ever get so lucky to deserve someone like you in my life? how? i must have been a fucking saint in a previous life. or jack the ripper. idk. i love you. and i love this. my brain broke. thank you so much.

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HAHAHA WHY HAVE YOU DONE THIS? because you wanted it

PLEASE CONTINUE TO LOVE ME

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AHAHAHAH THANKS, THANKS FOR NOT REPORTING ME TO THE THOUGHTPOLICE

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[robanybody]

I SORT OF CAN'T DEAL WITH HOW AWESOME YOU ARE. How the hell did I not ever know that I needed this in my life?! So hot and wrong and nnnngh.

Also Brent's little talk had me honest-to-God jamming my fist into my mouth to muffle my laughter. I love him and this and YOU.

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[candesgirl]

WTF HOW DID I MISS THIS?? WTF OMG I LOVE THIS SO MUCH!!!

Seriously. SERIOUSLY. I CAN'T STOP SHOUTING!!