2010 Winter Games Kink Meme
Part 2
I never really expected this to take off so well, let alone end up with 4000+ comments. Now it's time for part 2!
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1. We are all here to have a little fun. Am I right?
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IF FIC DOESN'T GET WRITTEN ABOUT THIS, I WILL BE SO DISAPPOINT IN YOU, FANDOM. IDEC WHAT HAPPENS OR WHO GETS IT ON, JUST GIVE ME THOSE FOUR BEING BITCHY DIVAS OR SOMETHING.
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"Oh, I believe you.” Weir, draped upside-down on the bed with his head nearly touching the carpet, is naked. So is Lambiel, sitting on his haunches on the bedspread, and Plushenko, leaning against the headboard with his lips pursed and arms crossed. “And I'm glad."
Brian blinks, wondering if he misunderstood. Probably - his English is pretty basic. “You are...glad?”
"You see," Weir drawls, eyes cat-wicked, "if you're not gay, that means you haven't done this before. And if you haven't done this before, you are a virgin." His sudden grin is pretty fucking creepy. "And if you are a virgin, I am very interested ( ... )
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but yes, MOAR PLZ.
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OT4! OT4!
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OMG, this was absolutely amazing anon.
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THANK YOU SO MUCH. THIS IS AWESOME.
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brb I need a moment alone
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hottest thing i've read in ages
please continue before we all explode from tension and splatter blood and guts all over our computers
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FETCH THE SMELLING SALTS, EUNICE.
PLEASE WRITE MORE I AM ACTUALLY BEGGING YOU OMG UNF CITYYYYYY.
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Please anon. It would be the best idea ever if you continued this.
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"You've never done this before?"
Brian is naked (god, that was fast) and bright red, kneeling up between Lambiel's legs. Lambiel's eyes are on his, soft and calm, and he's gently rubbing his hands down Brian's back.
"No."
"Nothing like this, even?" Lambiel slides a finger down Brian's cleft. "Ever?"
"I've, I've, I've..." Brian swallows. He's quivering, but he can't decide if it's from lust or tension. "I've never had sex with a guy."
"The two aren't mutually exclusive," Weir chirps, and Brian turns his head to look down at him.
Weir is sitting cross-legged on the floor, having been banished there by Lambiel. Plushenko is standing a few feet away, arms crossed, lube bottle in one hand, nibbling his lower lip like he's trying to solve a math problem. "I've known lots of girls who like stickin' it to the man."
Brian chokes despite himself.
"Hey, Brian..." Weir leans forward, creepy smile back in full force. "You know, I'd expect - French chicks are freaks in ( ... )
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