my own personal kinkmeme!

[tebtosca]

So, I have the next five days off because of the Go-Team-USA-Go! holiday and I figured the best way to celebrate that is by holding my own little personal kinkmeme. I'm hoping it will re-active my porn mojo before I write Dru's crack epic, or at least that's the theory lol.

In the comments, leave me a pairing and a kink (or a short prompt re: that kink)

Rules: no scat, no underage below 13, no Misha/Cas or RSJ/Gabe pairings

Otherwise, go wild! Any other pairings (RPF or FPF, slash, femslash, or het) and any kink, and I'll try my best to make it work. If you want ART instead, then tell me and I'll draw you beautiful and porntastic MS Paint stick figures.

NOW PROMPT ME, PEOPLE! Prompting closed! I have like FIFTY prompts to work with because my flist is the most epic of all flists lol. Working on them!

FILLS AFTER THE JUMP!



[FIC] Badcop!JDM & Virgin!Teen!Jensen for thursdaysisters
[FIC] Danneel/Cindy, non-AU during S6, infidelity for fiercelynormal
[FIC] J2, established relationship, handcuffs for wendy
[FIC] J2, eyeliner for cha
[FIC] Sam/Dean & a belt for runedgirl
[ART] That Stiles kid flogging the old guy for transfixeddream
[ART] were-turtles J2 mating for peepingdru



p.s. Then go read my BB The Sake of Momentum, kthxbai!

Comments

[fiercelynormal.livejournal.com]

Cindy/Danneel. Just because.

[saltandbyrne.livejournal.com]

I strongly support this :D

[tebtosca.livejournal.com]

*ahem* (http://tebtosca.livejournal.com/101682.html?thread=2183474#t2183474)

[tebtosca.livejournal.com]

Danneel/Cindy, non-AU during S6, infidelity (1/2)


Danneel doesn’t know quite what she expected when she decided to pop up to Vancouver to surprise her husband.

One of the PAs—a sweet little thing named Amber or Ashley or something, with big eyes and just enough deference—had let her into Jensen’s trailer with the promise that she wouldn’t tell Jensen and ruin the surprise. The PA insisted that the scene they were shooting wouldn’t take much longer and Jensen was surely heading towards the trailer soon.

Almost an hour later, and nada.

Danneel sighs, spreading out on the brown leather sofa. She spreads her thighs a bit, air drafting up the bottom of her short skirt and wafting over her bare pussy. She’s going commando, sitting there like a present, and her husband can’t be bothered to come unwrap it.

You know where he is, the ugly little voice in her brain mocks her. She attempts to push it back down, instead thinking of the last time she was riding his cock and his hands were gripped possessively on her hips.

She can’t help thinking about his hands on someone else’s hips, and she shakes her head to try and break the image.

And if her fingers slip down to her thigh when she can’t quite get rid of it? Well.

“Jensen, do you have a min—“ comes a voice from the door and Danneel just manages to snap her thighs shut and sit up straighter. “Oh, so sorry! I was looking to see if Jensen wanted to run lines.”

It’s Cindy, the girl playing Dean Winchester’s honest-to-goodness love interest this season. She’s tall and tan, mahogany hair curled around her shoulders. If Danneel didn’t know better, she might be jealous of her.

Cindy’s dark eyes flicker down to the meat of Danneels’ thighs and isn't that an interesting development.

“You aren’t interrupting anything,” Danneel says, throwing an arm along the back of the couch in what is hopefully an open gesture.

“Do you know where Jensen is?” Cindy asks, her smile seemingly both bright and real.

“Probably bending Jared over a table somewhere.”

The words come out of Danneel’s mouth before she can bite them back, but Cindy’s reaction isn’t one she expects.

“You know about that?”

Danneel almost wants to laugh at how cartoon-comical it is when Cindy actually slaps her hand against her own mouth, but it stings too much. Suspicion is one thing—confirmation is like a splash of acid in the face.

“Sure I do,” is what Danneel replies though, and if her thighs part again just that tiny bit, it’s not like she’s the one at fault.

Danneel can see the second that the shift happens in Cindy’s brain, the moment when she seems to come to the conclusion that the Ackles must have some sort of arrangement going. They don’t though, not really, though there have been times when Danneel’s been tempted.

There were a few girls in college before she dropped out, experimental things that didn’t come to fruition until later when she and Bevin and Hilarie had a few too many boring nights in North Carolina. Danneel fucked around a couple of times with Elisabeth, but that was back with Riley during her party days. The only thing recent was one drunken night with Gen in LA, when they made out like teenagers and Danneel managed to get two fingers in that wet pussy before Gen pulled away because she “felt bad.” Danneel pretended to agree, then rubbed her clit and sucked on those fingers the second Gen was out the door.

Okay, so maybe Jensen isn’t the only guilty on in this relationship, but if the fucker had only asked…

Danneel just holds back another frustrated sigh, then turns her attention back to the present, where a hot brunette is eyeing her increasingly wet snatch as Danneel sits on her husband’s work furniture.

“I could use some help over here,” Danneel says with a purr, deciding to go with it. She lies back on the couch, parting her legs like an offering.

Cindy’s eyes darken as the outline of Danneel’s bare flesh comes peeking out. She glances quickly at the door, obviously calculating the risk versus reward of the situation.

Danneel feels almost smug when the reward seems enough and Cindy drops to her knees on the rug and runs long, slender fingers up the curve of Danneel’s calves.

[tebtosca.livejournal.com]

Danneel/Cindy, non-AU during S6, infidelity (2/2)

“Jensen tell you I like girls?” Cindy asks, and, although Jensen most certainly did not, Danneel hums in the affirmative.

“This a setup then?” Cindy continues on, bending down now to run her full lips along the warmed skin of Danneel’s thigh.

Danneel shudders with the anticipation of what those lips will be doing soon. “He knows how much I love Canadians.”

Cindy laughs at that, and Danneel grins down at her with a wink.

Danneel pulls her skirt up so it’s bracketing her waist, spreading herself wantonly so Cindy can duck down. The first lick is bold, no hesitation whatsoever as the flat of Cindy tongue drags up from the hole to the hood of Danneel’s clit.

Danneel hisses as Cindy’s tongue fucks it’s way in there, teasing the swelling clit out until she can wrap her puffy lips around it and start sucking. She alternates like that, sucking and then swiping down to lick down the folds, which are beginning to drip with juice. She gets a rhythm, motions firm and experienced as she plays Danneel’s pussy like an fine instrument.

“Get your fingers in there,” Danneel commands, humping Cindy’s face in little figure eight movements.

Cindy doesn’t hesitate, bringing her fingers up and running them through the natural slick trailing down Danneel’s thigh before sliding them right in and crooking them upwards in a valiant attempt to find her g-spot.

Cindy goes back to sucking her clit as her fingers fuck roughly. The drag is delicious, the pressure just on the right side of intense as Danneel’s walls cling to Cindy’s knuckles.

“God, yeah, harder,” Danneel moans, as Cindy increases her speed and gets a third finger in there until it feels like Danneel’s at the limit of what she can take.

Cindy finally gets the right spot, pressing and then jabbing repeatedly at it as she continues to lap at Danneel’s nub, and only moments later, Danneel’s cunt is clenching down hard on Cindy’s hand and a rush of slick is wetting her hand down to the wrist.

Cindy pulls her hand out slowly, but continues to lick the wet folds lazily until it becomes too sensitive and Danneel pushes her head away with both hands. She does, however, pull Cindy up and over her, pressing their mouths together in what is there first kiss.

Danneel tastes herself on Cindy’s mouth and it almost makes her want to go again. She knows, however, they are living on borrowed time, that Jensen or anyone else could walk in at any moment and see her licking her own pussy juice off of her husband’s co-star.

Cindy’s got the buttons of her Levi’s already down and Danneel slips a hand in her cotton panties to help, even as they make out with abandon. Cindy’s wet as a slip-n-slide, and Danneel’s fingers sink right in without much resistance. Danneel can tell that Cindy’s already right on the edge from eating her out, and she doesn’t do much more than ride Danneel’s hand before she’s squeezing down like a vice and her orgasm shakes through her.

Danneel knows that the last thing she should do is lie there and bask in the afterglow, but Cindy is warm and damp above her, and her lips are so soft and sweet. It’s so easy to doze, letting the weight of someone that wants her fully press down on her.

“What the fuck?”

Jensen’s at the door, shocked expression over his reddened face. His hair is sticking straight up and his mouth is swollen and pink.

Danneel knows she’s not the only one who had a good time this afternoon. She grins viciously, face shiny with spit and come.

“Have fun with Jared, sweetie?”

[fiercelynormal.livejournal.com]

Damn, this was so hot and deliciously vindictive. I love the last line especially! And both girls just going for what they want, so good! :D

[tebtosca.livejournal.com]

"Two can play this game, Jensen Ackles!"

--Danneel after getting eaten out by a hot chick and loving every second of it

[saltandbyrne.livejournal.com]

Hoooootttttttttttttttthottiehothothot... Why isn't there more Cindy/Danneel?! WHY?!!