This is a post for any and all UNDERAGE PROMPTS. That means all prompts with pairings where one or both is under the age of 18.
A few reminders:
1. Use your subject lines! Please start with either REQUEST or FILLED also please list the pairing and kinks.
2. Please come up with a title for your fic.
3. NO SPOILERS FOR UNAIRED EPISODES! Use space,
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Glad you're enjoying! ♥
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That doesn’t make the fantasies go away.
He knows there are…things…you can buy online and from the backs of skin mags, things meant to help single betas in heat that don’t wanna slut around to a dangerous extent three times a year; but c’mon; his momma cleans his room - mainly ‘cos he never does, but ( ... )
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More?
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Next part is up! ♥
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The pounding of his heart behind his ribs, the rush of blood in his ears; all seems to whisper Ja-red, Ja-red with every beat, and he can’t fucking take it.
He’s standing by the window before he even registers the movement; hands scrabbling at the frame where it’s painted over, heaves and shoves ‘till it shoots open and the rush of fresh, night air hits him; smell of warm asphalt and freedom. He’s never climbed out of his window before, but the old tree outside makes it almost stupidly easy - Chris may ( ... )
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Haha, I'm trying to post sections that are reasonably self-contained, so the word limit doesn't cut me off mid-sentence.
The suspense is just a bonus =P
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why are you so mean as to stop at a cliffhanger, were they are about to getting sexing. Noooooooooo!!!
have i told you i love your fill...
can't wait for more.
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Next part'll be up soon, I may do several at once so the actual sex is included, don't wanna cause an uprising =P
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Dear queerly_it_is; this is FABULOUS.
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More soon! =D
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“I really don’t want to.” Trying to let some of how badly he needs this show on his face; eyes locked onto Jared’s with as much defiance as he can summon out of the haze in his mind and the inferno in his belly. Judging by the way Jared’s pupils are now so dark the light from the house just seems to get sucked into them, he thinks it’s probably working.
“God, Jensen. The way you look.” Pointed tip of Jared’s nose running along his jaw, dipping to his neck. “The way you smell.” Jared’s soft lips press to his throat, and Jensen makes a noise like the cracked bastard child of a moan and a whimper; hips twitching forward even though Jared has him held sternly against the wall.
“Want you. Fuck, Jared please.” Heat in his veins only getting worse as Jared alternates between sucking kisses along his neck and just breathing him in like he’s the only ( ... )
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