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[ragtagrunaways]

For @pxnkrps

"Yeah? I can get more taste?" A grin danced across hi slip, even as he played up an almost bashful look. Leaning his way in closer, before a low murmur escaped. "Is that letting me get another taste of where I did before, or can I taste more of you?"

[idontkillorphans]

@pxnkrps

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Sleipnir sighed softly, watching the other retreat back to the couch - away from him. His eyes trailed after the other as he began to undress. He cocked a brow at the others suggestion, glancing behind him just to make sure - yep - they were alone. "You're kidding?" He snorted a laugh.

Come to, Daddy...

Sleip hummed, making sure the door was indeed locked before doing as he was told. He came over, slowly, standing between Averys spread legs, looking down at the young entertainer. "Daddy huh?" He asked, gently shrugging off his jacket and threw upt aside. He took his time, straddling the younger mans lap one leg at a time. His suit trousers were taut across his thighs as he settled in the others lap.

"Sure you can wait till I'm ready?" He teased, cupping the others face in his hand, the other keeping himself steady on the back of the couch. "I'm a old man, I'm a hell of a lot more patient then you." He purred, leaning down to collect a few kisses from the singer, hell bent on teasing him now.

[ragtagrunaways]

"fuck me like you love me. pretend if you have to." For Isaac

"Oh, is that what you need fro me?" He tried to hide the smirk that crawled it's way across his lips, but there was no helping it. Not when he had the other pressed this close. But the shift was almost immediate. He'd been part way through stretching Morgan open quick and dirty, but the minute those words came from the other? He was adjusting. Guiding the other on to his back, leaning his whole body over him to carefully catch one of the other's hands. Lock their fingers together and guide it above the other's head as he set his lips to the other's neck. "Need me to take it nice and slow for you, baby? Make sure you feel every little thing I'm doing? Bet you can be good for me, letting out all those noises you know I love hearing." Even as he spoke, a single digit became two, stretching the other further, slowly seeking out the sensitive spots within his lover.

[swoledadenergy]

@pxnkrps asked: plots please

Viktor & Emory

Viktor hosts a discreet supernatural salon where old creatures trade favors, secrets, and rare services, and it's here that Emory arrives on his family's behalf to negotiate something they need — a debt, an alliance, a piece of history someone else holds. Out of his depth among effortless full shifters, painfully aware of how incomplete he looks in such company, Emory catches Viktor's attention anyway. Genuine fascination. Viktor makes himself the boy's guide for the evening, part protection and part courtship.

The room smelled of old money and older magic, and Viktor had long since stopped being impressed by either. He drifted through the gathering with the practiced boredom of a man who had seen every trick the supernatural underworld had to offer, until he spotted the boy standing too stiffly near the back wall, hands tucked into his sleeves as though he were hiding something. Viktor recognized the posture immediately: not fear, exactly, but the particular discomfort of someone convinced he didn't belong. When he drew closer and caught the faint, contradictory scent clinging to him – wolf and bear and something unnamed underneath – he understood why. He'd met full shifters by the hundreds over his life, and they had all, without exception, bored him.

This one didn't. Viktor offered his arm with more formality than the room required, murmured something about difficult negotiations being easier with company, and watched the boy's eyes flick up to his – startled, wary, and unmistakably interested despite himself. It had been a long time since Viktor had felt the particular pleasure of discovering something he hadn't already catalogued, and he found himself in no hurry to let the evening end. Whatever Emory had come here to negotiate, Viktor decided, quite selfishly, that he would make himself part of the terms.

Randy & Blake

Randy takes a summer job crewing on one of Blake's yachts, not realizing who owns it until the man himself steps aboard. What starts as professional distance slowly erodes as Blake begins requesting Randy specifically for small tasks: pouring his wine, laying out his robe after a swim. And Randy finds himself living for the sound of his name in Blake's voice.

Randy had folded a hundred towels that week, but only one set of hands seemed to notice the difference. Smoothing the corner Randy had already smoothed, as if searching for an excuse to linger. Blake said nothing about it, only thanked him in that low, unhurried voice that made the word feel like it belonged to Randy alone, and went back to his book like nothing had passed between them at all. Randy stood there a moment too long before returning to his work, aware of exactly how close Blake's fingers had come to his.

That night, told to bring a bottle up to the sundeck, Randy found Blake already waiting, barefoot, watching the lights of Positano bleed into the water. Blake didn't ask him to pour the wine right away. He asked him to stay, just for a minute, and Randy obeyed the way he obeyed every order from that man, entirely, without needing to be asked twice. The silence between them stretched comfortable and dangerous all at once, and Randy understood, standing there in the dark with the bottle sweating in his hand, that he would stand on that deck all night if Blake wanted him to.

[swoledadenergy]

@pxnkrps answered:

Having the hotel mix up some bookings was one thing but when Tanner had agreed to let Lance stay in his room so some of the boys could have a sleepover in the room he originally had only to find the single bed he realized things would be complicted.

Laying on the bed next to him after some showers and unpacking Tanner smirked. "Sorry about this, man. I know it might be a bit awkward but I'm not one known for sleep groping. I only do that with people who swing my way anyway." He chuckled.

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Lance laid on the bed, hair sticking to his forehead from it barely being dry at all. His chest flared with exhaustion, the same way showers always got him slightly worked up. He laughed at Tanner's comments, dismissing it with a wave of his hand.

"Don't worry about it." He said, though he wasn't clear if he meant the comment, the situation or the little threat. After all, he had never confirmed much of himself to the man, before offering to chaperone. "Though I wouldn't put it past me to try and cuddle when we fall asleep. It's been a while since I've shared a bed, and I may just go for muscle memory."

[strikersunindie]

plots please

Excummunication. - Lucas was at the bigger city when Gregory visited, doing his little 'pilgrimage'. Normally, Lucas didn't bother with priests but at the first sign of them wavering... In any case, Gregory might have dreamed about those green eyes every night since they stared into each other's soul. However, what was a delightful memory (he couldn't remember much) became anxiety when he saw Lucas in the pews, chatting up the other members like it was nothing. How far will Gregory go to scratch the itch in him?

Debut - Kapil's first blockbuster movie with Dashell directing it became an action hero hit, bringing the spotlight onto Kapil. He was all set to go alone, considering how much he knew Garfield hated the spotlight, but was surprised at seeing the man decked out in a suit he'd never seen before. While they hadn't talked about what they were yet, Kapil knew that Garfield was serious about their relationship after this point. Even if he didn't win the award, Kapil knew he won something that night.

family reunion - David found his real father Damian after all these years, and there was some resistance in getting to know each other. However, when David tracked Frank, Damian's younger brother for this verse/plot, there was no resistance at all, especially once the weed desserts were served. Now the two are determined to get Damian on board, Frank knowing that after an entire brownie or five, Damian would be down to share pussy like they used to.

[twibound]

@pxnkrps got jasper for casper

helping someone out with a case seemed like a good use of his time. especially since school was officially out for break so jasper didn't need to teach any classes. he had everything set up by the time that they made it to the campground and looked over at casper. "i set up a hammock in case you wanted to relax. i figure you should rest a bit before we do any actual investigation." it wasn't like he needed to sleep, so he was mainly trying to look out for the other. "the tent is also up if you wanted to just full on sleep without being bothered." s

[davidkarofskyindie]

“plots please”

Strange Bedfellows

Whitney Carlisle (FC: Brian Altemus) - Marc Sutherland (FC: KJ Apa)

Whitney and Marc live in the same building but not the same dorm room. Marc is probably the most open obvious person alive and every time he sees Whitney he knows the man is hiding something about who he is so during one of the building’s ragers, Marc manages to sneak into Whitney’s room to try and pull him out of the closet and offer himself up as a fun way to experiment.

Launch Party

Blake Highgard (FC: Aaron Taylor-Johnson) - Jason Perry (FC: Tom Ellis)

Blake is hosting a large party for the fragrance brand he represents, handling the personality portions of the event between the boring parts where the brand spouts off about their wares. It’s a large party where famous people and influencers have been invited to take part in the event, one of those influencers is Jason who happens to be at the table just near Blake and the two of them keep stealing little looks between Blake’s parts of the event and eventually when they actually meet, the chemistry is undeniable.

Special Delivery

Tate Richmond (FC: Charlie Gillespie) - Alan Cowan (FC: Christopher Meloni)

Tate goes on another delivery run to Alan’s house, Alan just moved into town and needed a few things to fill his fridge and happened upon Tate’s family grocery. When he opens the door, Tate recognises Alan from his porn work and can’t exactly hide it, so, after he and Alan unpack everything, Alan offers to show Tate that what he sees in the world of porn can sometimes line up with reality.