Epic Fic Post
We have some really long ongoing fics in the kinkmeme, and I thought it might be nice if we had a seperate place to keep track of them all. Any fics over 20-30ish chapters and spawning two or more memes should have links to at least the first post on each meme here. Ideally, I'd want links to every individual story thread with something saying
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"D-daniel..." His arms are twined around Dan's neck, and he can hardly believe that this is Kovacs. Dan nibbles his lower lip, and listens to Kovacs's breath hitch as he slides one hand over his chest, palm flat, almost chaste in its exploration. He's always wanted to touch Kovacs, and revels in his taut muscle now, kissing his neck and making him moan almost inaudibly. Naturally, things are going too well to keep going. "Daniel." Kovacs says with more decision, and Dan stops.
"Yes?"
"Philandering." He points out, fighting down a ridiculous urge to cry.
"Kovacs, do you really think we haven't talked about this? Close your mouth before you catch flies."
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Moar??
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And it arches for more.
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"God, Kovacs." Dan breathes, watching him in awe. Kovacs opens wide, beseeching brown eyes, and Dan finds himself covering that rawboned face in soft kisses, telling Kovacs, a man known as the Terror in underground boxing circles and who had broken the wrist of Dan's assailant the last time anyone had objected to his being a Jew that he won't hurt him, that he's safe and beloved and not to be afraid. Kovacs quivers and whines as Dan's fingers slide out so he can kiss that contradictory mouth, words and teeth so sharp and hard, everything else so soft. Kovacs moans and shifts, hardness pressed to hardness, and Dan rewards his courage with a tight hug.
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"Daniel, I--"
"I know, Kovacs." Dan breathes. "Just do it." He bites Kovacs's neck, and that seems to be all it takes, his spine arching and a cry somewhere between terror and ecstasy tearing out of his throat. Dan holds him close afterward, and covers him in kisses as Kovacs shakes back down into his body, clinging and catching his breath. Dan nuzzles his bright hair, and rubs his back until he calms. Laurel and her bag of gathered fruit drop down to join them, and she smiles they flinch and then relax. Well, Dan does. Kovacs fills with a whole other type of tension.
"I'm pleased to see you here." Laurel says, and smiles, her mate beaming back.
"Have not... would never-- am not--" Kovacs gives up, and makes a little lost noise of complete surprise when she kisses him. Laurel devours him slowly, her hands cupping his face and not letting him escape as he whines in terror and then submits, melting and letting her do whatever she feels like with him. After a thorough exploration of his mouth (this kind of kissing fascinates her, the human style imported with Dan) she releases him, making him whimper with a last gentle bite on his lower lip.
"God Almighty." Dan breathes. Kovacs just whines softly, and Laurel gently moves him off of Dan's lap. He struggles a little, but seeing that she's just setting him beside Dan and not making him let go, he relaxes again. Laurel smiles up at both of them, then kisses Dan for what feels like a long time before making her way down. She likes to bite him when he's not expecting it, because it makes him yelp and shudder. Kovacs twitches like he's feeling it too, and maybe he is. The thought makes her smile impishly and look up at them as she licks Kovacs's spend off of Dan's belly, making them both moan. She winks at Dan, and slides lower to take him into her mouth.
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So there you have it. I know that I, personally, have read and reread this many times and fapped and fapped. I will have to do it a few more times before you post the next bit.
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She swallows, coos happily, and stretches out to rest on Dan's other side, regarding Kovacs across his chest. He turns an incredibly bright red, and she reaches out to touch his cheek, fascinated. He squeaks and jumps, looking even more startled when Dan starts to laugh, low and happy as his arms tighten around them both.
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Any chance that Laurie is going to teach Walter how to pleasure a woman now that that refractory period is over with?
...God I hope so. Floored with incomprehension and lust is one of my favorite Walters
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Not to offend anyone, but... is this church? Sounds a lot like mass.
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"You're silly." She smiles, and kisses him. The softness is almost more than he can bear, and in a fit of daring he touches her hair, stroking the living, rough silk of it. "I can't believe all the things you don't know." She murmurs, nibbling his lower lip in a way that makes his heart skip a beat. "I know you want to touch me, but I'm beginning to think you don't know where to begin." And he doesn't. He saw far too much as a child, and has spent years trying to forget, looking away from women and their overpowering softness, but now he lets her take his hand, staring and almost wounded with wonder as she runs his fingertips over her skin. She's soft, but strong too, and there's no trace of that consuming puffiness.
Laurel can feel his trepidation as she guides him over the smooth curve of her belly, but she's not going to stop, and actually act like her body is dangerous to him. It isn't, except that he's afraid of pleasure, and the Trees know that state of affairs can't be allowed to continue. So she slides his fingers over her clit and lower, deep inside. He cries out softly in shock, and stares from her face to his hand as if this has never happened to anyone in the entire history of the world. She smiles at him to let him know it's all right, and kisses him softly. He whimpers, trembling all over and looking at Dan like he's afraid he'll start beating his chest.
"Dammit, Kovacs." Dan kisses him fiercely, and Laurel gasps happily as Kovacs's fingers crook in his surprise. "If Laurel wants you to touch her, I want you to touch her."
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If you're reading it, go comment on the childhood marriage promise fic, I'm getting a complex. XD Mostly, I'm not sure what part 10 should be about.
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