myself and magisterequitum were very sad that the porn battle wasn't happening this year so we talked about having a mini ficathon focused on well... porn. so that's what we did. BOW CHICKA POW.
I'm an asshole who fills my own prompts! This is a mix of this prompt and this book-reading distraction one.Sif enters their chambers and her blood is already pumping hot and fast. Her day spent in the training ring was full of challenges and victories and although her muscles are pleasantly sore, her body still hums with another type of energy yet unspent. It’s not uncommon for her battle lust to seep into lust in this way, and her lover is ever game
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Distraction 2/2milesawayFebruary 18 2015, 04:37:59 UTC
Her eyes still shut, she smooths her hands down her thighs and drags them back up, up. Slowly she pushes the hem of her gown higher until she reaches her lips, brushing the barest of touches against herself. Her hand glides away and back again, teasing in slow stokes. Again, she thinks of him, how his own hands like nothing better than teasing her, dragging her exhilaration out, keeping her in sweet anticipation for a deliriously long time.
The sighs and breathy moans are leaving her mouth quicker now and she finally lets her hand find her clit, the pleasure of it drawing her eyes open again and she sees himLoki sits stock-still next to her, his book still held in front of his chest. But now the tome is forgotten completely, his attention fully captured on her hands. On her
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On the Hunt 1/2neptunesirenMarch 1 2015, 01:08:15 UTC
First time here! Sort of combined with this prompt. I hope you don't hate this!Caine arrived at Jupiter's apartment, greeted at once by the scents of dinner and candles, but found the place apparently empty. Jupiter had left music softly playing in the living room, but she was nowhere in sight. He almost called out to her but thought better of it. He shook his head. He knew what she was doing
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On the Hunt 2/2neptunesirenMarch 1 2015, 01:08:31 UTC
She moaned and laughed to have him in her, finally, and he gasped against her ear. They hardly noticed when his extended wing knocked shampoo bottles from her shower basket
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(this is not porny but they wouldn't cooperate they just wanted to be sad and family-ish)
It had been so long she'd had almost forgotten what had sounded like, the sun-drenched beaches of her youth and the hint of sea-salt in the air, the ocean breeze that danced through the open halls of the castle she'd called home. Spanish was not au courant in Paris these days. Her husband hadn't been fluent when she had arrived, but he'd made an effort, as had her ladies. That had tapered out with new political stances and in the few instances when she would forget herself, a adiós instead of a au revoir, she had been met with stony faces--even from her husband, who had once claimed to be charmed by her accent. Her governess had touched her face on the day she had sailed from home and whispered a nuevos tiempos, nuevas costumbres and Anne had tried to follow that lesson, tried not to miss the music and graceful speech of her youth
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The sighs and breathy moans are leaving her mouth quicker now and she finally lets her hand find her clit, the pleasure of it drawing her eyes open again and she sees himLoki sits stock-still next to her, his book still held in front of his chest. But now the tome is forgotten completely, his attention fully captured on her hands. On her ( ... )
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It had been so long she'd had almost forgotten what had sounded like, the sun-drenched beaches of her youth and the hint of sea-salt in the air, the ocean breeze that danced through the open halls of the castle she'd called home. Spanish was not au courant in Paris these days. Her husband hadn't been fluent when she had arrived, but he'd made an effort, as had her ladies. That had tapered out with new political stances and in the few instances when she would forget herself, a adiós instead of a au revoir, she had been met with stony faces--even from her husband, who had once claimed to be charmed by her accent. Her governess had touched her face on the day she had sailed from home and whispered a nuevos tiempos, nuevas costumbres and Anne had tried to follow that lesson, tried not to miss the music and graceful speech of her youth ( ... )
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