Prompt Post #1

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Prompt- Competitive Sex

[anonymous]

[I am way too excited to have a kinkmeme now. I don't have a livejournal though so if I ever feel like posting anything off anon I'll just sign it. - Muiromem]

Prompt: Shawn and Lassiter fight all the time and get really competitive with everything else, so why not in the bedroom? I'd like some kind of fic where the two get really competitive about sex (Who makes the other come first? Who can drag out their teasing the longest? Who's the kinkiest? That's up to you!)
I personally like orgasm delay/denial and bondage type stuff, plus I have a preference for cheeky-dominant-Shawn and bitchy-submissive-Lassie, but there doesn't have to be prominent dom/sub type dynamics. Those are all just friendly suggestions!

Bonus points though for Shawn trying to cheat, but Lassie winning anyways (and being really smug about it).

winning

[zaxal]

((i'm sorry if this isn't good/isn't what you're looking for; i tried))

Lassiter was in a mood. Granted, he was usually in a mood, constantly grumping, constantly looking for some kind of fight even when work was going well, when his personal life had outlets for his overflow of frustration and anger. When he was calmer and less volatile than he'd been since Shawn had known him, re-centered, and Shawn was vain enough to take full and complete credit for it, thank you very much

RE: winning

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The belt dropped with a thunk onto the floor. Shawn released him and sat on the edge of his bed, moving to cup the bulge in Lassiter's slacks, stroking softly with his fingers to watch the expressions he couldn't keep from flitting across his face, the shallow breaths that caught in the back of his throat.

"Maybe not tonight," Shawn said, smirking at the blatant disappointment that Lassiter didn't hide fast enough. "C'mere," he insisted, tugging the waist of his slacks as he scooted higher on the bed, grinning when Lassie followed, crawling on top of him, that something still hidden. So many layers, Shawn reminded himself, hands going over Lassie's shoulders to pull him down and kiss him. Soft but heated, promising as Shawn arched into him

RE: winning

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Carlton brought a hand down to grab his hair again, forcing his head up to meet his eyes. Shawn leaned forward, fishing in the bedside table for lube and condoms

RE: winning

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"You ever done this before

RE: winning

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And yet, he wasn't going for the quick release switch. He had to know where it was - Shawn suspected this wasn't the first pair of non-regulation handcuffs his little Lassieboo'd had clapped around his wrists, pinning him down for his partner's curiosity and merciless pushing of his buttons

RE: winning

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"Look so good," he murmured, pressing close as one arm braced on the bed, the other palming his cock. Couldn't reach Lassiter's jaw or neck, couldn't kiss him or inhale the sweet mixture of his sweat and soap. "All laid out for me

RE: winning [complete]

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"Touch me," the words began to filter in, a whine rising behind them, needing, "touch me, Spencer, please, just jerk me off, hurry up

RE: winning [complete]

[trixietru]

Wow, this is fantastic. Super hot, but also perfectly in character.