Meme += Five Acts: Round Five

[blue_bells]

I've been intermittently packing house for a week and the day job had consumed my brain.

The writing mojo must return. Surely, a porn-a-thon is the key? (No, my current project is gen, but words are words....)

There are a bunch of people I want to write for in order to say 'thank you' for the last round, so I hope you're all in this time!



Round five is open!

+ Post a list of your five favorite acts/kinks to read about. Check out this list if you need some inspiration. At the bottom of your post, add what fandoms/pairings you're interested in.
+ Read other people's lists; the master list of lists is here.
+ Post comment-fic based off of other people's interests.

= my Fandoms =
Supernatural: Michael/Adam, Sam/Dean/Adam, Michael/Adam/Lucifer, Lucifer/Sam/Gabriel, Castiel/Gabriel, any permutation of Lucifer/Michael/Raphael/Gabriel, Raphael/Balthazar, Raphael/Uriel/Gabriel
X-Men First Class: Any permutation of Emma/Raven/Angel and Hank/Alex/Sean, Azazel/Riptide, Erik/Charles
Suits: Harvey/Mike, any permutation of Donna/Jessica/Rachel
Battlestar Galactica: Kara/Sam/Leoben, Six/Gaius
The Covenant: Any permutation of Caleb/Reid/Tyler/Pogue
Avenger Movie!verse: Thor/Loki, Loki/Tony Starke (Iron Man)


= my Acts =
Adrenaline and crises: So, you just saved the world from a zombie apocalypse? We think you're looking pretty heroic in silhouette against that sunrise with the machine gun on your hip. My machete got a great workout, too. We should celebrate; sexily. (pre-, mid-, or post-crisis sex; speed-freaks or adrenaline junkies; near-death experiences; the shadow of impending death--hours, minutes, or moments; see also Situational engineering)

Alternate Universes: Mafia, prison, college, military, the same rules but with role reversal: you name it, I'll love it. (alternate characterizations and situations; sex between alternates of one character or between different characters; alternates as catalysts for realization of desire; role reversal; darker mirror universe characters; mistaken identity)

Sensory deprivation, overload or enhancement: As humans we only have five senses. How do we compensate when we can't see? Or hear? Or maybe when we feel too much? And if you're being pulled aside by someone not altogether human themselves, are those five senses going to cope? I love it when the senses are challenged in startling ways and the battle for coherency goes quickly downhill.

Marathon: Because it's been something of a running joke in my circle, lately (yo ho, these puns). Make it exhaustive. Make it punishing.

Fingers: Pressed to mouths, tangled in hair, bruised into skin, sunk in deep: fingers, and the specific effect they have on the one being touched, are awesome.


Fills for Others:
For emerald_embers: Devil May Cry, Dante/Vergil, R (hairplay, sex injuries, hand fetishism, semi-technophilia)
For ienablu: Supernatural, John!Michael/Mary, PG-13 (aggression, shoved against walls, hurt)
For ladyknightanka: Supernatural; Lucifer/Sam, Michael/Adam; PG-13 (Human!AU, barely H/C)
For nights_fang: Supernatural, Lucifer/Adam, NC-17 (Human!AU, clothing fetish, breathplay, frottage)
For thedreamisreal: Supernatural, Sam/Adam/Dean, NC-17 (D/s, tattoos, possession & jealousy, oral fixation)
For synnerxx: Supernatural, Michael/Adam, NC-17 (Human!AU cont., power issues, begging, biting)

Gifts from Others:
From ienablu: Suits/SPN, Harvey/Mike, PG (Hunter!AU)
From super_seme04: Supernatural, Michael/Adam/Lucifer, R: 'Made For' (marathon)
From nights_fang: Supernatural, Adam/Michael, NC-17: 'Feel' (bondage, sensory deprivation, fingers)
From ladyknightanka: Supernatural, Michael/Adam, PG: 'Do No Evil' (sensory deprivation)
From synnerxx: Supernatural, Michael/Adam, NC-17: 'Won't You Touch Me, Touch Me' (fingers)
From setos_puppy: Supernatural, Michael/Lucifer/Gabriel, R: 'Dream Brother; My Killer; My Lover' (post-crises, alternate ending, sensory overload, marathon, fingers)
From zekkass: Supernatural, Michael/Raphael, R (Mafia!AU, post-crisis moment, handporn)
From chaos_dreaming: Supernatural, Michael/Adam, NC-17: 'Cuckholds and Concubines' (Business!AU)

Comments

Re: Cuckolds and Concubines, SPN, Michael/Adam, M, Business AU [3/...]

[chaos-dreaming.livejournal.com]

Adam barely has time to lock the door before Michael is pressed against him, sharp lines and muted jealous fury lining his movements, making them quick and hard and exactly how Adam likes them. The door handle might be digging into his kidney and his elbow is probably bruised, but when Michael's fingers slide into his hair and pulls, Adam doesn't care. He just gasps and tilts his head back, baring his throat to claiming teeth and shivers when the fingers curl tighter against his scalp.

"Y-you wanted to see me, Michael?"

Adam can't deny the rough edges of his voice, the need that creeps into his words as Michael nips at his jaw and slides at knee between his legs without resistance. It takes self control and a twist of Michael's fingers in his hair to keep Adam from grinding down. He knows what he did to Michael all morning, knows how he teased and flirted and generally just drove Michael insane because, though the usually stoic man refused to admit it, Adam knew that Michael had a possessive streak in him. Until now, Adam really hadn't thought to test it quite like this.

Michael doesn't respond right away, though Adam can feel the slow slide of a smirk across his lips before Michael pointedly makes a mark just below Adam's jaw in a place that no dress shirt would cover. Adam swallows down the whimper but he is sure that Michael feels the noise caught in his throat anyway.

"I did. And why do you think I would want to see you Adam."

That tone, the heavy and dark edge to Michael's voice curls around Adam's spine and sank claws into his bones, dragging him closer to the event horizon and Michael damn well knew it. That voice coupled with Michael's fingers sliding beneath his shirt and dragging blunt nails across his skin pulls an embarrassingly needy noise from the blond, a noise he tries to hide with a breathless laugh and a leg hooked around Michael's knee to pull him closer.

"Perhaps to thank me for acquiring such an amazing new partner for the company?" He tries to give Michael his best innocent look, a look that isn't quite as effective thanks to the flush on his face and the slow rock of his hips against the impeccably cut lines of Michael's suit. He tries anyway.

Michael's next words are almost a warning, "A thank you? Is that what you think?" For the first time since he met Michael, Adam sees him as the rest of the world does; an influential, powerful and dangerous man with little regard for the lines on the ground if they stood in his way. This was Michael Milton, leader of Seraphim and what Michael Milton wanted, Michael Milton got no matter what.

Adam shouldn't have found it as hot as he did.