I was talking to
poisontaster while working on my
yuletide fic, and we were bemoaning the lack of truly dirtybadwrong porn in our lives.
So, I have resolved (hush, I know it's not New Year's yet! *G*) to fix that. Today. Right now. All weekend. As long as you want. We'll keep this going until the post can't take any more comments.
pez_gurl if you can't keep up archiving,
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Wordless, he followed her, into the close clouded heat of the shower. Watched her when she leaned back under the spray and wet her hair; how her tits strained and peaked for him when she bent herself like a bow. How the water gathered between her legs but didn't dampen her curls. He went to his knees and openmouthed he kissed her, hoping to drown; his cock nodding thick, shining wet and reaching, hoping to drown in her again. But she looked sternly down at him, licked the beads from her lips and growled, "Don't you dare kneel before me, boy. If I hadn't wanted it, you wouldn't have got it, you can be damn sure." He tongued the new bruises on her belly and thighs, he kissed the red hook of her clit. And when he bowed his head, his brother's talisman swung gold and low between her feet.
uhm. that's not porn. i fail.
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