Timestamp comment fics (CLOSED)

[the_deep_magic]

Okay, so I'm kind of frustrated with myself at the moment.  Instead of working on all the fics I need to finish, I started yet another lengthy AU.  :oP  Anyway, I want to kick my Muse's ass a bit, so I'm going to borrow a meme that ewinfic did a few weeks ago:

Leave a comment prompt.  The prompt should be one of my fics and a time interval.

Examples:
"Fic Title, the next morning"
"Fic Title, three months before"
"Fic Title, two years later"
"Fic Title, in between this event and that event"

I will respond with a comment fic.  This is your chance to find out what happened before, or after, or during.  My master fic list is here -- go nuts!

IMPORTANT: I will only accept titles and time intervals as prompts, no plot elements.  So "Yellow Light, two years later" would be fine, but "Yellow Light, two years later, they buy their first house together" would not.  Got it?  Also, I'll try to see that everyone who comments gets at least one fic in return, but if you want to give me multiple options to pic from, that's fine!

Prompting is now closed -- please check back here for fills.
If you didn't get to put a prompt in, don't worry!  I'm sure I'll do this meme again. :o)

Comments

[therumjournals.livejournal.com]

i'll second ladyblahblah's for Let There Be Lips. An hour later, a day, a week, a month - I'll take whenever :) Is that like giving you choices, or is it like cheating? ;)

Let There Be Lips, one month later, NC-17 (1/2)

[the-deep-magic.livejournal.com]

“Shit, Zach, I can’t go out there like this!”

Zach gapes at him. “Seriously, Pine? Seriously? You’re going to start all that again? It’s really not cute.”

Chris groans and rolls his eyes. “Not the thong, you tool. I mean I can’t go out there like this.” He opens his robe, and oh. The massive erection.

“Apologies,” Zach says, reaching around him to pull the door shut. “That would… No, you cannot go out like that.”

“Well,” Chris says pointedly.

“Well what?”

“Speaking of really not cute,” Chris growls and reaches up to shove down on Zach’s shoulders. It takes him a second to realize that Chris is trying to push him down to his knees – trying being the operative word, as the shoes raise Zach’s center of gravity by about six inches and Chris’ forehead is starting to wrinkle with frustration. It’s really kind of… adorable.

“Rocky,” Zach says in his best deep Tim Curry voice, tilting Chris’ chin up with his forefinger. “Ask Frankie nicely.”

For a second, he’s worried that Chris is going to smack him or at least give his garter belt a good snap, but then Chris’ eyes go wide and puppyish and he gives a soft, pleading, Rocky-like grunt and Zach laughs as he carefully kneels, clutching the countertop for balance on the way down. John’s guest bathroom is much too small for this and everyone (sans Simon and Anton, sadly, but plus Eric) is waiting outside, but no sense in letting a good hard-on go to waste.

Pressed for time, Zach doesn’t bother to tease, just wraps his lips around the head of Chris’ dick and starts to suck. Chris moans softly and widens his stance a little, his hands coming up to rest in Zach’s hair but starting to wander. He tugs at the boa around Zach’s neck, running the soft feathers through his fingers.

Zach pulls off of him with a pop. “I can’t wash that. You are not going to come on it.”

“Better swallow, then,” Chris says with a wink and Zach wonders why he ever thought Chris was terminally straight. But as Zach gets back to work, Chris gently pulls the length of the boa from Zach’s shoulders, looping it around his hands. He parts the robe a little wider and brings the feathered mass up to his chest, teasing at first one nipple then the other and, yeah, that’s kind of blazingly hot. Zach groans around Chris’ dick and reaches down to pull himself out of his black briefs. The floor is easily-cleanable tile; what John doesn’t know won’t hurt him.

When Chris spies what Zach’s doing, he moans a little too loudly and his hips twitch involuntarily. “Shit, Zach, that’s so hot. That’s it, jerk yourse—ah!”

Zach swirls his tongue again to shut Chris up – he’s close enough as it is, and he’s pretty sure that if there’s a lull in conversation outside the bathroom, everyone’s going to know exactly what his left hand is doing. So he redoubles his efforts, tonguing the slit of Chris’ cock and bringing his other hand up to lightly squeeze Chris’ balls, still trapped in the gold thong. Chris makes a choking, stuttered sound and comes, dropping the boa directly on Zach’s head, though it doesn’t stop Zach from swallowing each hot pulse (mostly to preserve his makeup), then coming all over his hand and the floor with a silent shudder.

Chris groans with relief and stumbles back against the sink, looking patently ridiculous with his robe flapping open and his cock still hanging out, but Zach’s not one to complain. Chris tosses him the hand towel from the rack, but luckily Zach manages to catch it – with his clean hand. “Tissues, Christopher. I don’t really want to explain to John why this has to go in the laundry immediately.”

With a grin, Chris takes back the towel, too lazily sated to object to Zach’s grumpy tone. Zach takes the proffered tissues and carefully cleans the floor before standing back up. To his utter embarrassment, Chris has to help him – no matter how sexy they are, six-inch heels aren’t forgiving of wobbly knees.

Re: Let There Be Lips, one month later, NC-17 (2/2)

[the-deep-magic.livejournal.com]

Zach flushes the tissues and turns back around in time to see Chris gingerly tucking himself back in the thong. He’s not hard anymore, but his cock is still noticeably swollen, and Zach feels a little spike of jealousy at the thought that somebody just might notice. Chris notices all that noticing and reties the robe around himself, then strides up to Zach for a deep, wet kiss, coming up on his tiptoes and melting against Zach’s body.

They’re interrupted by a loud banging on the door and an Aussie-accented “Are you fucking done in there?”

Then, from further away, Zoe’s voice: “I think the better question would be whether they’re done fucking in there,” followed by much whooping and hollering from the peanut gallery and a loud groan from John.

They sheepishly exit the bathroom to chants of “Frank and Rocky, rah rah rah!”

Re: Let There Be Lips, one month later, NC-17 (2/2)

[therumjournals.livejournal.com]

YAAAAAAAY!!!!! this was awesome and perfect and HOT! zoe's line is the best :)

so glad they're still makin' out a month later :)

brb, revisiting the image of Zach in six inch heels....

Re: Let There Be Lips, one month later, NC-17 (2/2)

[the-deep-magic.livejournal.com]

The image of Zach in heels should be revisited frequently. ::nods solemnly:: Glad you liked it!

Re: Let There Be Lips, one month later, NC-17 (2/2)

[zjofierose.livejournal.com]

*swoon*
truly, you are my hero. i will never be able to get the image of zach as frankenfurter out of my head, and for that, i probably owe you my first born child or something.

WIN.

Re: Let There Be Lips, one month later, NC-17 (2/2)

[the-deep-magic.livejournal.com]

Thanks! Honestly, it didn't take a huge stretch of the imagination to dress Zach up as Frank -- those legs in fishnets, mmm... Sorry, what was I saying?

Re: Let There Be Lips, one month later, NC-17 (2/2)

[1lostone.livejournal.com]

HOW DID I MISS THIS?!?!?!


*rah rah rah indeed!*

:D

Re: Let There Be Lips, one month later, NC-17 (2/2)

[the-deep-magic.livejournal.com]

Hee hee hee, glad you like it!

Re: Let There Be Lips, one month later, NC-17 (1/2)

[andieshep.livejournal.com]

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MORE ROCKY AWESOMENESS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

You have no idea how much I fucking LOVE you for that fic... so this just makes me love you more! :D

Re: Let There Be Lips, one month later, NC-17 (1/2)

[the-deep-magic.livejournal.com]

Thank you for all the love! The whole time I was writing that, I was thinking "Is anybody even gonna get this?" I should never underestimate Pinto fandom!