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[likesthecoat]

Stressful day.

Whoever tells me the best joke, or links me to the funniest picture, or cheers me up most effectively by whatever method you can find, wins . . . something I'll figure out later.

Judge's decisions are final.


(This contest may be rigged. I freely admit certain parties have a better chance at it than others.)


[ooc: Yeah, comments get adult contenty. A couple times.]

Comments

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

[Private to Ianto]

Jesus, Ianto.

I cup my hand around the back of your neck and thrust into your mouth. God, you're beautiful like this, with my cock in your mouth. It feels so fucking good.

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

[Private to Lorne]

God, I'm so turned on I'm touching myself as I suck on you.

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

[Private to Ianto]

Christ.

Watching you touch yourself is so fucking hot it pushes me over the edge and I come loudly. Yelling your name and thrusting up into your mouth.

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

[Private to Lorne]

Oh, god, Lorne.

Fuck, I love the taste of your come. I swallow everything and then let you cock slide slowly out of my mouth, licking you gently as I go. I'm so hard it hurts but I'm not coming until you tell me to.

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

[Private to Ianto]

God, that's hot, babe.

I could drag it out, you know. I could make you wait while I watch you jacking off. I could draw you like this, naked and flushed and hard and desperate. So fucking gorgeous, Ianto.

But I won't. Not this time.

I pull you up to kiss you hard and whisper in your ear, "Come for me, babe."

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

[Private to Lorne]

Love, you can draw me any way you want to.

I shudder hard and lean against you, jerk my dick a few more times and come, moaning in your ear. God, I love this, I love it when it's sticky and messy and raw.

And I love you so fucking much.

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

[Private to Ianto]

The point wasn't so much that I could draw you (though, I admit, it's a heady feeling, knowing that you'd let me draw you like that), as that I could have made you wait to come while I drew you.

And god, I love you too. So fucking much, Ianto.

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

[Private to Lorne]

And I'd wait. I know you wouldn't make me wait long.

I want to just lie on you and breathe right now.

[ooc: bedtime.]

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

[Private to Ianto]

I wouldn't?

That sounds perfect, darling. I'm just going to hold onto you for a while.

[ooc: night.]

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

[Private to Lorne]

I trust you wouldn't make me suffer.

Much.

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

[Private to Ianto]

No, not much. Maybe a little though ;).

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

[Private to Lorne]

You'd make it up to me later.

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

[Private to Ianto]

Of course I would.

And you'd forgive me.

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

[Private to Lorne]

Of course I would.

Particularly if there was oral sex involved in the apology.

And you're beautiful in the icon.

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

[Private to Ianto]

Oh, there definitely would be. The best damn blowjob you've ever had.

*blushes* Thank you.

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

[Private to Lorne]

Damn, baby, when you make promises like that . . .

I made you blush, I made you blush . . .

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

[Private to Ianto]

Yes? When I make promises like that, what?

No one's ever called me beautiful before.

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

[Private to Lorne]

There are many ways I could finish that sentence. Like . . . "It makes me all tingly." Or "It makes me wanna kidnap you and make you my sex slave." Or "Eat me, beat me, do whatever you want to me, just don't ever stop loving me."

Well, you are. And I should know.

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

[Private to Ianto]

I would never beat you, and I won't stop loving you, but I'd gladly be your sex slave.

So are you, babe.

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

[Private to Lorne]

Mm . . . I see silk scarves in our future.

Thank you, my love.

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

[Private to Ianto]

Oh, god.

Damn, baby. So much to look forward to.

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

[Private to Lorne]

*smiles*

Anything to get you here.

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

[Private to Ianto]

*lets imagination run wild*

It's not lack of motivation that's keeping me here. Believe me. If it were just a question of wanting it, I'd be with you every day.

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

[Private to Lorne]

*aids and abets*

At some point I hope to find the perfect thing that will make you say, "Fuck it. I'm on the next ship," and bring you to me.

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

[Private to Ianto]

You have no idea how many times I have said that to myself only to have to remind myself why I'm needed out here.