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Five Acts Meme

a;sdksa;ldf I had to join in on this.

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

My List:
I had to copy/pasta some from that list cause I was drawing a blank. OH GOD, GUYS, SOME OF THESE ARE ACTUAL KINKS, I'M BLUSHING.

Absence makes the heart grow fonder
AUs (alternate characterizations and situations; sex between alternates of one character or between different characters; role reversal)
Domesticity (moving in together; nesting; shopping; watching movies; building a family or meeting the family; kidfic)
Dominance and submission (one is the agressor and it turns the other one on, etc.)
Voyeurism and vision themes (character A secretly watches B and C have sex; character A watches character B perform/masturbate; eye contact, especially as flirting; closing eyes as a trust gesture; character A feeling that character B truly sees him, when no one else does; the quality of light, e.g., characters lit by moonlight or candlelight, or gilded by the setting sun; being in the dark; gazes as objectification)

Ships List:

Angel: Fred/Wesley
Buffy: Buffy/Angel, Willow/Oz
Firefly: Mal/Inara, Simon/Kaylee, River/Jayne
Friday Night Lights: Eric/Tami, Matt/Julie, Tyra/Landry, Tim/Lyla
Glee: Finn/Kurt, Will/Emma, Artie/Tina
Harry Potter: Harry/Hermione
House: House/Wilson
Leverage: Parker/Hardison
LOST: Jack/Sawyer, Charlie/Claire, Sawyer/Juliet, Jack/Juliet, Boone/Shannon
Mad Men: Pete/Peggy, Don/Joan
The Office (US): Michael/Holly, Michael/Pam, Jim/Pam
Pirates of the Caribbean: Jack/Elizabeth (or more affectionately, Sparrow/Swann)
Six Feet Under: David/Keith
Supernatural: Sam/Jess, John/Mary, Castiel/Anna, Sam/Castiel, Sam/Jo
(GUYS, WHY DON'T I SHIP MY DEAN WITH ANYONE, REALLY... AND SAM WITH EVERYONE??? D=) Oh, fuck it, I'll put Dean/Jo on the list too.

Fills:

Six Feet Under: David/Keith - music (with a hint of d/s) (R/NC-17) - for

janie_tangerine

Moulin Rouge/Titanic: Christian/Rose - h/c + domesticity + schmoop (PG) - for

invisiblelove

Chuck: Ellie/Awesome - Cuddling, with a bit of size!kink (G) - for

wandersfound

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Jack/Sawyer, it may be time to whip out that detective James fic. :)

OMG I REALLY WANNA DO THIS WHY DO I HAVE SCHOOL D: I DON'T UNDERSTAND WHY I CAN'T JUST SIT AROUND AND WRITE FANDOM PORN ALL DAY. I REALLY DON'T.

OH GOD, GUYS, SOME OF THESE ARE ACTUAL KINKS, I'M BLUSHING.
GAAAAAAAASP. YOU SEX FIEND, YOU!!! ;)

GUYS, WHY DON'T I SHIP MY DEAN WITH ANYONE
I'm just saying, the Dean/Cas Express is an excellent place to be. You could take Lauren's approach and just ship all incarnations of Dean/Cas/Sam ;)

YAAAAY PORN.

Hahaha, I think you're the only person I know for whom Dean isn't the oblig fandom bicycle. Hm, now I have to figure out what I'm going to write you...

Also I agree with MC, if you're looking for someone to ship Dean with... that little nerdy dude with wings isn't a bad option.

OMG I JUST REMEMBERED ABOUT CUSTOM FRIENDS LISTS. I THINK THERE STILL MAY BE SOME LINGERING PEOPLE ON MY FLIST FROM HIGH SCHOOL. BUT I JUST MADE A FANDOM LIST FOR PORN AND OTHER MISC EXCELLENCE. AWESOME. I DON'T KNOW WHY I'M USING CAPS.

...I'M PRETTY SURE I'M GONNA DO THIS NOW.

ALSO, DEAN IS HARD TO SHIP WITH. I ONLY LIKE HIM WITH CAS. OH AND LAYLA.

CAAAAAAAAAAPS.

YESSS!!! DO IT

YESSSSSS, DO IT!!!!!!!!!!! I'LL TOTES WRITE YOU STUFF.

Dean is hard to ship. I really wish I liked Dean/Cas cause it would make life easier since like 90% of the fandom ships them and there'd be so much goodness to bask in, but it's just not my cup of tea. Like, I can see it, I just don't care for it myself. =( Anyway, I have Dean ships I like, but maybe one day I'll find a Dean ship I love.

I know, it's the weirdest thing. It's not even like I'm one of those strictly-Sam girls who doesn't care for Dean and thus doesn't care to ship him... I'm a Dean girl for God's sakes! Like I was saying to MC above, perhaps one day I'll find a Dean ship I love instead of just 'like.'

I'm off to brainstorm for yours now. So far I only have an idea for

janie_tangerine...

OMG I JUST WROTE SPONTANEOUS PORN. I FEEL SO LIBERATED. I HOPE THIS IS SOMEWHAT HOT AND NOT JUST AWKWARD OMG......

He had wanted to get Jack worked up. He was a con man. He knew it would be easy. He just didn’t realize it would be this easy.

Or this awesome.

Sawyer had been running his mouth off about something or another, watching as the good doctor slowly revved himself up into a frenzy of frustration. He had expected him to lose his temper, maybe even take a swing.

What he hadn’t expected was for Jack to fix him with a heated stare for a good fifteen seconds before practically lunging at him, pinning him against a wall of the hatch, both of his wrists clasped above his head in one of Jack’s hands.

“Dammit, will you ever shut up? Your goddamn mouth. Shut up. Shut up! Fuck!” Jack attacked his mouth, pressing his own against Sawyer’s and thrusting his tongue inside.

Sawyer realized he may not have given Jack enough credit. He was using his bulk to keep Sawyer pinned to the wall, and a delicious thrill crept up Sawyer’s chest when Jack fisted the material of his shirt in his free hand, unsure of whether he was about to get punched or fucked.

Jack apparently made up his mind and reached for the button of Sawyer’s loose jeans, using his deft surgeon’s fingers to get them open one handed and letting out a little grunt of appreciation when he realized Sawyer wasn’t wearing anything underneath.

Jack thrust his hand into the V made by the open zipper and found Sawyer already half hard, which only fueled Jack’s frustration. He fisted his hand around Sawyer and pumped, angling his own hips and rutting against Sawyer as he worked him off.

Sawyer could feel perspiration beading up on his temples. He tried to keep his hips from hitching up into Jack’s fist, but he was quickly realizing that maybe he had given up the control of this situation. And maybe he didn’t care.

“Make you shut up,” Jack muttered, giving a few more pumps of his cock before reaching down further and dragging his index and middle fingers across his balls.

Sawyer shuddered and came over Jack’s hand, his hips stuttering as he rode out his orgasm. Panting, he took a moment to clear the ringing in his ears before realizing that Jack had let go of his arms and now stood staring at him, unsure of what he has just done.

With a slow smile spreading across his face, Sawyer gave a languorous stretch of his pleasantly sore arms before pulling his jeans back over his hips. Fixing Jack with a stare of his own, he quickly flipped their positions, pressing him up against the wall.

Pausing a moment, loving to watch the wheels click in that infuriating, irresistible, self-righteous bastard’s brain, Sawyer left Jack in suspense for a moment before gracefully sinking to his knees.

Smirking at Jack’s shocked expression, Sawyer looked up as he went to work on his belt. “Well shit, Doc. Seems like we’ve wasted a whole lot of fuckin’ time dancin’ around each other, huh?”

AS;F'SDKDL;GKFSDL;GFDK;GLDFKG;LDFGK;DFL

MY BRAIN.

IT HAS EXPLODED.

OMG THIS IS PERFECT. I HAVE NO WORDS. D/S, S1-S2 SEXUAL TENSION, SAWYER'S JEANS, JACK SWEARING, OMG. I LOVE YOU SO FREAKING MUCH.
♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥

YAAAAAAAAY I'M SO GLAD YOU LIKED IT. KEYBOARD SMASHING AND CAPS AND HEARTS. THAT WAS THE REACTION I WAS GOING FOR.

ZOMG HOW ARE THEY SO HOT I CAN'T EVEN.

I SERIOUSLY CAN'T BELIEVE I WROTE TWO FICS TODAY. AND ONE OF THEM WAS PORN. IT'S A NEW ERA. ....AND NOW ALL I CAN THINK OF IS WRITING FICLETS AND HAVE EVEN LESS FOCUS FOR MY WORK. OOPS.

It starts with two words.

"Show me."

It's how Sam ends up pressed back against the headboard of his bed in his motel room, t-shirt stripped off, jeans thrown on the floor, boxer shorts pushed all the way down his thighs.

He'd thought it would take him a while, that he'd have to work to get himself hard. But he was halfway there before his boxer shorts made it over his hips. Castiel sat almost primly at the end of the bed, watching everything.

Sam's holding himself just a little too tight, hand not as easy, not as relaxed. He tells himself it's because of how awkward this is. Because it's clinical and slightly unreal.

But - God - that's a lie. Castiel's expression is bright and intent, like he's seeing everything, absolutely everything. The tense and relax of Sam's thighs, the twitch of his stomach muscles. The way the head of his cock slips out and in between his curled fingers. His other hand, tucked down under, to tug and roll the weight of his balls every time the ache in his belly stabs deep.

It's messed up and he should stop, but he can't. Because there's nothing clinical in Castiel's look.

Nothing at all.

Castiel's hands are loose on his thighs. But his mouth is ever so slightly open, the relaxed line of it soft and full and human. It makes Sam push up, just a little, the hard line of him leaving the curl of his thumb wet where it slips across the head, over and over on every slide. Quick and indulgent and Castiel watches that too, fascinated.

He knows that Castiel is going to watch him come. That's the whole purpose of this. This is why he's here, why Sam agreed to do this. Why Castiel's here watching him, watching the slide of his hand and the breathless, stunned rasp of every breath.

"Cas." It falls out without meaning to, and Castiel lifts his eyes to look at him. Bright and fierce and hungry. God - Sam's hand drops and squeezes, stops the low thump of pressure. Feels every inch as naked as he is, too far into arousal to care about the slice of shame. That edge of rough guilt, because he thinks this is something it isn't supposed to be. Wasn't supposed to be.

He watches the angels fingers curl, drawing his hands into fists. A barely-there reaction that has Sam spreading his thighs wider, shuddering out a breath and turning every slow put into a long, hard slide.

He wonders if Castiel would come closer if he asked. If he'd let Sam slide his thumb into his mouth and drag it open, let him push inside, fingers, tongue, the heavy, solid weight of his cock.

Fuck.

Castiel's eyes sharpen, then fall, watch his hand again. Sam groans sharply, fist working quick and greedy. A rough, too-dry pull that he meets with his hips. It's ragged and messy and close. So close.

"Cas." He comes on the bed and across his own fingers, the warm, messy slide of it leaving him shaking and loose.

Castiel watches Sam work himself through it, slow, steady, every rough breath is guilty and ends on a helpless noise of pleasure.

Sam closes his eyes and tips his head back, rests it against the wall and waits. He expects Castiel to disappear, to vanish off to wherever he goes when he's not here. Now he'd gotten what he came for.

He starts in surprise when fingers glides across his throat, catch his jaw and tilt it down.

Castiel's mouth is soft and wet, and open.

O_O ummmmmmmm that was super hot. I think I just cheated on Dean/Cas a little bit.

GUHHHHH. This entire scenario and the way you wrote it is perfect. I love how it begins with Sam thinking it's awkward and clinical and ends up completely not that way. This is AMAZING, thank you so much!

Unclean. Castiel turns the word over and over in his mind. That's what it is, what he's doing. Dirty and wrong and the best thing to do is to just leave, leave right now and go find Dean who is out getting dinner or go begin researching in the books Bobby has pulled from his large collection and left on the table.

He doesn't leave, though. It would be so easy; just a thought and a shifting of wings and he could disappear unnoticed. But he has no motivation to go; he isn't hungry for cheeseburgers or whatever revolting thing Dean shares a common bond with Castiel's vessel in craving, and he's sure that books will do little to hold his interest when this is happening right in front of his eyes.

This being Sam sprawled out on a guest room bed, knees bent and legs spread as he works a fist over his hard cock. He's still mostly clothed: his flannel shirt is unbuttoned but there's still a t-shirt underneath, and his jeans and boxers are bunched around his calves. Castiel watches as Sam strokes himself, notices the way his hand twists as he nears the head, how he loosens his grip on the downstroke.

From where Castiel is standing, peeking around the doorframe into the bedroom, one of Sam's knees blocks Cas's view of his face, so he can't see what the younger Winchester’s expression looks like when he jerks off (a term Castiel learned from Dean, who suggested it to him and told Castiel he needed to relax. Castiel has yet to follow Dean's advice, but here, now, watching Sam, he begins to understand the appeal).

However, he can hear the man. Sam moans, drawn-out but quiet, whispery, probably from years of living in motel rooms, close quarters with his brother and father. Sam slides his hand faster over his erection and Castiel can see his whole body tighten before he's coming, crying out but still quiet, letting his hand drop to his side and panting, his whole body shaking.

Castiel's own orgasm takes him by surprise. He hadn't even noticed he was hard inside his dress pants until suddenly he's dying for friction and when he presses against his crotch with one hand he thrusts forward into his own palm and comes, feeling the wetness leak through the fabric of his clothing.

He vanishes before Sam is aware enough to look at the door, to realize it's open and that Castiel is watching him. Cleaning himself up with a thought, Castiel sits on a park bench not far from Bobby's house and thinks. It's wrong, what he did, watching Sam without his permission, and Castiel knows it. He feels ashamed, unclean.

But he also feels good.

Edited 2010-04-20 17:21 (UTC)

OMG, CAS CREEPIN' ON SAM IS MY NEW FAVOURITE THING.

However, he can hear the man. Sam moans, drawn-out but quiet, whispery, probably from years of living in motel rooms, close quarters with his brother and father.

I love that, it makes perfect sense and is extra hot.

Um yeah, I'm out of words because I LOVE IT, plain and simple. Quality Sassy is quality, thank you so much! ♥ ♥ ♥

Lolol, as soon as I saw voyeurism on your list I was like CREEPIN'. XD

I'm so glad you liked it! I wrote it at like 4am, lol, so I had to do editing this morning to make sure it was somewhat coherent. ♥

This is hot and awesome. I love Sam contemplating how far Cas would let him go and what he'd let him do.

Mm. Damn. I can't decide between two ships. *thinks* anyway, you have some lovely kinks up there. -nod- *goes brainstorming* Also lol shipping everyone with everyone = totally best possible approach, but then again I ship Dean with like TWO people or maybe three, so I can't say zilch. XD

Good luck; I'm sure whatever one you choose I will love! =D So far you're the only one I have a solid plot bunny for, so I've got yours like 75% written and then I'll have to edit cause OMG WHAT IS THIS, I'M WRITING PORN. O_O ;)

PS: IS THAT A NEW ICON? I LOVE IT.

Bahaha CREEPIN', you know I loves it. ♥

UM YEAH, YOU WELL DESERVED THE CAPSLOCK, M'DEAR.

I'M SO PROUD OF YOUR SPONTANEOUS FICCAGE, OMG. ♥

YEP IT IS! I, er, indulged myself and bought those lovely a-la-carte userpics. I didn't even choose the higher option and I found myself with like 70 empty spaces and now I'm all like SHINYYYY!!! ;)

AWESOME!!!!!!!!!!!! *waits eagerly and plots meanwhile*

UMM HAI. THIS IS SUPER HOT TOO. OMG I KEEP CHEATING ON MY SHIP WITH ALL THIS SASSY HOTNESS. GAH.

Haha, glad you enjoyed! <33
Sassy just has this appeal that I am increasingly unable to shake, even with Dean/Castiel being my OTP.

Thank you very much! I'm pleased you liked it :)

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