STD: THE KINKENING
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As per this post, this is your ST_D Kinkmeme.
You all know the drill. Ask. Want. Take. Have.
You might want to specify the universe you want. Otherwise someone is going to write you TOS fic when you wanted HSAU. Or something. For your help, I just updated the reader post with links to all the games.
So uh. Go do stuff.
You all know the drill. Ask. Want. Take. Have.
You might want to specify the universe you want. Otherwise someone is going to write you TOS fic when you wanted HSAU. Or something. For your help, I just updated the reader post with links to all the games.
So uh. Go do stuff.
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Date: 2010-02-03 04:48 am (UTC)gogogogogogogogogogogogo!
edit: HELL YES FIRST PROMPT.
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Date: 2010-02-03 05:03 am (UTC)for reference: http://i49.tinypic.com/2nlw9dx.jpg
See what you can do with that.
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Date: 2010-02-27 04:17 am (UTC)"Hmph."
He ignored it.
"HMPH."
Aargh. "Can't you comm Janice for sympathy and brownies or something?"
"I don't want Janice. I want my boyfriend to stop pretending I'm invisible and help me deal with this trauma."
Vincent laid his forehead against his desk. "I promise, as soon as I finish this..."
"Vinny..."
"Look, I'm sorry, but I need to finish this or I'm going to have a meltdown about a third of the way into next semester."
There was a heavy sigh, then silence.
Vincent worked steadily for about ten minutes before he started getting a little unnerved by the quiet. He saved his essay and vowed to get up early tomorrow morning, then turned around.
Gary was sprawled on his bed in a muddle of black lace, legs looking longer than usual as Vincent's eyes followed the distracting stripes up and up... Vincent swallowed hard.
"You look good," he managed after a second.
Gary propped his (her?) head up and looked mournfully at him. "I thought you were ignoring me."
"Not very well," Vincent admitted. "Isn't that corset uncomfortable?"
Gary grinned and stretched like a cat. "Mmm, nope." (S?)He blinked deliberately at Vincent, then added, "But I'll let you take it off."
"What happened again?"
"Kirk, duh."
"Right."
And then Vincent had his nose in Gary's cleavage and both hands tracing up the back of those red and black stockings allll the way to the top. "Remind me to thank him after it wears off," he muttered. It was a little muffled, but Gary was laughing and there was no way he ever wanted to give this up, no matter what it took.
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Date: 2010-02-03 05:43 am (UTC)(you know you want it)
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Date: 2010-02-08 02:52 am (UTC)"T'hy'la, please do not be angry."
"But Spock, we promised to be faithful. Forsaking all others, remember?"
"I know. And I apologize."
"How long?"
"How long what?"
"How long has this been going on behind my back?"
"I... have always done this."
"Ooooooooohhhhhh!!!!!"
"Please do not cry, T'hy'la. I can change. I will end it, I promise. Please cease crying."
"I'd like to believe that. I don't know if I can trust you anymore."
"I will prove to you my sincerity. Here, look."
"Oh. Oh, Spock, you didn't have to go that far."
"I would go even farther for you, my T'hy'la."
"Oh, oh Imzadi, I love you so much."
"And I love you as well."
They walk away, arm in arm. Spock tries not to look back at the little book lying in the garbage disposal. He knows it is illogical, but he can almost hear it calling to him to come back to it.
(that night...)
Spock checks that Christine is asleep before slipping quietly downstairs. He takes the diary from it's place in the disposal unit and brushes it off before clutching it to his chest. After a moment, he takes out a pen and writes.
"I'm sorry Diary. I didn't mean it."
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Date: 2010-02-03 03:05 pm (UTC)Gary/Vincent
Because, in an incredibly messed up mirrorverse way, they still loved one another D:
Basically messed up fluff with a bit of porn if you feel like it!
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Date: 2010-02-03 03:06 pm (UTC)I just want to see what their relationship was like when they not-dated.
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Date: 2010-02-06 08:32 am (UTC)"You are such a kid, Jimmy. Christ," she said, rolling her eyes. "Now shut up and be useful." Caz shoved a cutting board and knife at him and dropped a sack of potatoes in his lap.
Jim yelped and tipped over sideways off the bench, spilling the potatoes on the floor and curling into a ball.
"Oh, seriously."
"Shut UP!" Jim groaned from the floor, a little squeakily. "I'm a teenager aloooone with a hottie, what do you expect!"
Caz giggled. "Any permanent damage? Want an icepack?"
"You are an evil woman!"
Caroline pouted at him. "Awww."
"Evil!"
She snorted with laughter and returned to dicing onions. "Let me know when you're ready to help."
Jim growled, then flipped over and started nibbling her ankles.
"Gah! Jim! Getoff!"
Dinner prep dissolved into giggles and wounded declarations from Jim about "ill-intentioned temptresses" and "battery by means of vegetables."
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Date: 2010-02-04 12:50 am (UTC)You can be detailed (=
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Date: 2010-02-15 11:16 am (UTC)"Aaaawwww, Bones!"
"No. You'd pick something like 'and' so we'd have to sneak out of class every time anyone said anything at all."
"Isn't that the point?"
"Just...just shut up." Jim heard Bones's fingers tapping distractedly against the edge of his PADD. "All right. It doesn't count if you say it or initiate the line of discussion. Got it?"
"Yeah, yeah, fine." Jim tried to inject the pout into his voice without actually whining. That was unattractive.
"Right, the word is 'subtle'."
Jim laughed. "Cute, Bones. Okay. You're on. See ya tomorrow."
***
"-so I told him to go screw himself, honestly. What kind of boy would think that a video camera and lingerie was some kind of subtle hint."
Len muttered something about the toilet and excused himself from Scotty, who was too busy staring at Gaila's tits to notice.
"Excuse me, have to borrow Jim," he told a bored-looking Sulu, who was nodding along half-heartedly to a rant on the latest hoverbike technology. He latched onto Jim's shoulder and dragged him out into the hall, then into the private shower room.
Jim grinned and ran his fingers down over Len's ass. "Man, already? It's not even oh-nine-hundred! Awesome."
"Shut up and do something useful with that mouth," Len suggested, stripping Jim's t-shirt off over his head and starting in on his jeans.
Jim rubbed up against him like a big cat, golden and grinning. "You bet, Bones." His mouth joined his hands, crawling all over Len's chest, pinching, nipping, and teasing through the thin cloth of Len's favorite SF Generah Hospital t-shirt.
It only took a minute for Len to growl, shake him off and nearly rip the shirt off.
***
Jim couldn't really think of a better place to be at the moment, except possibly on the bridge of a ship, his ship, doing the exact same thing. He set his teeth into the spot under Bones's collarbone that made him tense and squirm, then licked a long, curling, teasing stripe over to gnaw on his shoulder a little.
He nearly drew blood when Bones's hand caught him by surprise, rough, and hot and broad. Bones squeezed twice, then let him go. Jim blew out a sigh.
"Here," Bones said, other hand sliding up into sight with a packet of lube and a condom. "You'd better fucking do a good job, because I don't intend to sit in those damned posture-nightmare desks with a sore ass all day."
"Oh, hell yes." Jim got Bones's pants down around his ankles in something under a second and had a lubed finger sliding up his ass a second after that. Gently. Sliding gently, he reminded himself. He buried his nose in Bones's shoulder and breathed deep, trying to keep his respiration even. He smelled so fucking good and he kept grumbling and griping, but in that voice that said that no matter if Jim was a fucking idiot who wouldn't know slow if it was chewing on his own ass, he was a something special on top of it.
Bones's growls hitched and caught as Jim tilted his finger at just the right angle, then pulled out to start adding another one.
"We're going to miss a lot of class today," Jim remarked happily.
"I know, shutup- don't stop. Higher. Deeperthere, that's it, Jim, fuck," Bones breathed.
Jim shivered at his hitching, heated voice, feeling like hot fingers were sliding deliberately along his own skin.
"So. Fucking. Hot," he muttered in Bones's ear.
"Goddamnit, if you don't touch my cock right now, I will kill you and feed you to the beagle."
Jim laughed breathlessly and complied.
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Date: 2010-02-09 05:47 am (UTC)And girls.
What sort of relationship do they have? What do they talk about? Is there any way of distinguishing them from their usual selves?
And uh. Maybe they experiment with kissing or something. idk.
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Date: 2010-02-11 09:30 pm (UTC)Gogogogogo!
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Date: 2010-02-17 07:50 am (UTC)Sulu/a plant, consensual sexings.
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Date: 2010-02-17 07:08 pm (UTC)HSAU 5 times Dave walked in on Matt and Frank having a ~moment~ and was a dink about it and one time he wasn't
~Moments~ can be anything from sex to snuggling to marriage proposal, your choice!
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Date: 2010-02-17 07:47 pm (UTC)I might pick this up, since I have Frankie's proposal VERY CAREFULLY PLANNED.
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Date: 2010-03-07 10:06 pm (UTC)Tony/_Sam Someone do it. Just to drive her crazy. Idc what.
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Date: 2010-03-07 10:08 pm (UTC)Pike/Pixy
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Date: 2010-09-17 07:56 pm (UTC)They had agreed before Vinny left that neither of them would object if the other wanted to pursue other sexual relationships. Five years is a long time- especially with no guarantee that Vinnie'll get leave to Earth in that time- and though neither really wanted to think of the other with someone else, they also didn't want to deprive him.
Still, it had been six months, two weeks, and five days since Gary had gotten laid. It wasn't that he wasn't horny- he was, he was horny as fuck-, it was just that he couldn't really find anyone who interested him.
Until she turned up at his door, looking for his brother in tight jeans and a black leather jacket. She was hot. She was horny. She was perfectly okay with banging a vampire eleven years older than her, even if that vampire was her best friend's older brother.
He lay there afterward, absently tracing patterns along her back and making her shiver every few minutes. He wondered absently what she was going to tell Jake, and decided he didn't care.
"I have to go soon," she murmured. She rolled over and propped up on her elbow. "But I can stay a few more minutes, if you want to."
"Lucy, I-"
"I know." She leaned over to kiss him. "I know. I wasn't expecting anything. I know."
He didn't know what he was expecting. He'd given her a hasty explanation while they were ripping each other's clothes off, of course- but he felt relief that this hadn't ruined anything between them.
"Thank you." She smiled.
"Any time, Gary. Any time."
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Date: 2010-05-11 10:28 pm (UTC)Dave the Jock
Matt the nerd who somehow gets Dave's boyfriend
Mia the teacher who seduces Dave
Frankie Gym teacher or anyone, don't care
RL2 somewhere, anyone
I BLAME BUBBLES, DON'T KNOW WHY, BUT ILU FOR IT.
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Date: 2010-05-14 12:53 am (UTC)Or a pillow fight. Pike strikes me as the type to throw pillows when he gets annoyed, and of course Giotto would throw them right back. One thing leads to another and next thing you know, they're naked on a pile of feathers and being gruff and scratchy at each other.
It is kinda vivid, isn't it? So after they're on the floor- they totally end up on the floor, because the bed is too soft and they're trying to vent- Mr. G grabs Pike and flips him onto his back. He has all these crazy moves and no way he only uses them in a fight. But Pike doesn't give in easily, of course. He fights him, but in the end he's on his back and Mr. G is fucking him through the floor. And he loves it.
I bet they don't talk much during those sorts of encounters. When they're come together less frantically, it's a slow moment of teasing and whispered sentiments. Endearments, timed at the exact moment to cause an explosion of pleasure. Those are their favorite times, when they can map each other's bodies at leasure.
Ooh, but you know they'd get snarky and say silly things right in the middle, just to mess with each other.
Gimme.
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Date: 2010-05-26 03:02 am (UTC)What, you weren't thinking of it already?
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