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mmm thigh holsters
Sometimes Julie and I like to play around in AIM and write snippets of fic that follow a weird, convoluted, entirely self-indulgent plot line in our heads. We sat down at eight pm last night and wrote until six am this morning because it was fun and apparently that churned out over 12,000 words. With barely any sex. What. WHAT. This is why we are writing a big bang together next summer, homg. And then she showed me a wet!team promo pic - which, despite being insanely photoshopped, happily involves a thigh holster.
Apparently I'm in a mood? As per tradition, first two prompts get ficlets. :D
Mel: THIGH HOLSTER
Mel: USED AS A MEANS OF GETTING RODNEY OFF
Julie: Oh oh ofdpsjsg oh holy
Julie: mel
Julie: i
Julie: that
Julie: fuck
Julie: jesus
Mel: YEAH
Mel: yeah
Mel: i know
Julie: *WAAAAAAAAAAANT*
Mel: i can just imagine john pinning rodney to a wall and hiking him up so he's sitting on john's thigh right against the holster, rubbing up so rodney can feel the shape of it
Julie: oh
Julie: ohmygod
Mel: god, just. john would get him off just like that, knee braced against the wall at a steep angle so the gun is pressing right where rodney needs it, one of john's hands on the wall and the other tightly gripping rodney's ass to guide him into each roll of hips
Julie: sldfk;fjsd;gdfgj ohmygod
Julie: *loses ability to speak*
Mel: and rodney's helpless and loud, shuddering with each thrust that scrapes the waistband of his boxers over the ridge of his cockhead. doesn't take long, not like that, not with john murmuring wicked things against the join of his jaw, coaxing him on, a dirty smile in his voice.
Mel: "come on," john murmurs throatily, and compromises his grip long enough to slide his hand down the back of rodney's pants, and, fuck, rodney can feel the rough skin of john's palm, callouses in all the right places - but he can feel the soft rasp of john's wristband too, right against his tail bone, and that's it. jesus, that's enough.
Julie: *ESSPLODES*
Julie: HELLO NEW KINK
Apparently I'm in a mood? As per tradition, first two prompts get ficlets. :D
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John/Rodney, thigh holster
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*explodes just a little*
Prompt: having to be silent.
Yup.
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Now if only TPTB would bring back the Black T-Shirt of Hotness.
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I can see that.
Hell, I can feel it.
Well hot damn
I watched Condemned today. First off I'd like to repeat how very good the boys look in leather collars. But more timely to this post I find I really, really like the um, 'hang' of Rodney's thigh holster. God now I'm going to have to go find pictures.
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*looks at first couple of comments* Yup, woot for thigh holster prompts!
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