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Ah, people. Failing since evolution began.

1. The word of the day is clusterfuckiest. Trufax.

2. I'm a big fan of the part where a summer camp that rented a pool in north PhillY for $1900 were told they weren't welcome, because they changed the complextion of the pool. Keep it classy, racist assholes!

3. If I think too hard about the confirmation hearings, I might stroke out, so...

4. YAY, Leverage premieres tonight!

5. And Matt Damon is going to be on Entourage! So, that means that Matt and Ari are going to be hanging out. And I didn't even have to write it! Yeah, I know, who's the man? All they need now is RDJ... you know since I write it and it happens. Excuse me, I have to go write myself winning ten million dollars. BRB.

6. Ryan Gosling is releasing his album in October. I WANT IT NOW.

6a. Anybody got the new Regina Spektor album (Far) that they wanna share with the class.

7. An Offer: Anybody who wants to come over here and give me a photo prompt that maybe might result in some drabble porn to make the masses happy is more than welcome.

If you just want to picspam the pretty to you know, help the general mood, that's awesome too. In fact, feel free to come and post photos and write your own porn too! But it's gotta be a photo. And SFW. It can be a party!

Mostly I'm just trying to make

romanticalgirl smile, so help a sister do a good deed.

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I porned! Based on

sparky77's porn. ::loves::

There had been a mission, fucking guard duty to escort some canister wherever the hell – because they needed a full recon platoon for that bullshit – and Ray had been holding court about alien sperm and freaking Rolling Stone the hell out, which had entertained Brad in the corner of his brain not engaged in reconnoitering Nate.

And then shit went sideways, but they could always blame Manimal and besides, the little lines around Nate's mouth had smoothed and it was really very important that Brad stalk over and kind of nuzzle his ear a little.

"Sir, I have something very important to discuss with you," Brad said, low. Nate's eyes flicked from his mouth up to his eyes…and then drifted back to his mouth again.

"Discuss?" Nate parroted. "If it's about the canister I think the pooch has pretty well been screwed on that one."

Brad swallowed. "Yes, sir. Your band of lovable, death-dealing retards has ass-fucked the pooch, no lube to be had. Command will be shocked. But that's not what I mean. See, it's about your mouth. It's very pretty, sir. It would look very pretty wrapped around my cock."

Nate peered up at him from under his lashes and that was just – "It is very pretty," Nate agreed. "I've been told it looks very pretty wrapped around cock. Invariably the same would hold true for yours."

Brad's hand curled into Nate's flak vest, tugging him closer. "Who?" Did that sound possessive? Hmm.

Nate leaned into him and licked his lips. "Oh, you know, college."

"Ivy League dicksuck."

"Clichés exist for a reason."

"Well, sir, that's just not right. There shouldn't be a world where others have gotten their dicks sucked by you and I haven't." There shouldn't be a world where others got to live with the memory of Nate's mouth wrapped around them, but Brad decided not to say that. Instead he nudged Nate back. Nate followed his lead, didn't even look before he stepped. Which was just –

"I agree, Brad, and this is an oversight which shall be rectified as soon we have showers and doors with locks." He stopped talking when his back hit the huge column Brad had been steering him toward.

Brad pressed forward, kept going until he could feel Nate's hard cock pressed against his hip. "That's too long to wait." He rolled his hips slowly, setting heat spiraling through him.

Nate, too, given how he hissed and grabbed at Brad's shoulders, eyes fluttering closed. "You really want anyone else seeing my mouth wrapped around your cock?"

Brad ground his cock into Nate and growled, "No fucking way." He nipped at Nate's ear and when Nate gasped, he rubbed up against him just that much more.

"Good. Besides, when I suck you off I want you to be able to fuck me and not on a concrete floor."

"I'm gonna get you a tiara. We can call you Princess Pussy," Brad said, biting his way down Nate's jaw.

Nate turned so their mouths were almost touching. He arched and rocked into Brad in a way that sent heat straight through him. Brad caught his breath. "For that, I'm going to fuck you, Sergeant." Nate continued to rock against him, lips parted and Brad couldn't – he didn't –

Nate moaned as Brad licked into his mouth. He sucked on Brad's tongue and scrabbled at Brad's shoulders and shuddered at each and every one of Brad's thrusts. It was intoxicating. Brad wanted to luxuriate in him, wanted to peel him out of each layer and hear him make those pretty sounds – preferably with mouth wrapped around Brad's cock – and then he wanted to fuck him deep and hard until Nate could only moan out filthy obscenities and Brad's name.

He should tell Nate about this. He pulled out of the kiss –

Nate followed, latching onto Brad's bottom lip with his teeth and biting, fingers clamped onto his shoulders with bruising strength. Brad grunted, bit back, and held him against the column, just rutting against him.

Nate keened, high in his throat, and stilled completely, eyes fluttering closed as he jerked and came against Brad. The expression on his face – rapturous, wanting – made Brad thrust harder, once, twice and then his rhythm faltered as he came and came.

Fuck, that felt longer than usual.

After, he and Nate panted against each other. Seeing Nate's lips all shiny and red like that…they should do it again. Immediately.

"There's gotta be a shower with a door that locks in the palace," Brad said.

Nate's smile – free of worry or betrayal – that was a thing to see.

Dude! That was really, really... pretty is too mild a word for what that did to my brain.

"Well, sir, that's just not right. There shouldn't be a world where others have gotten their dicks sucked by you and I haven't."

I love Brad logic!

Yay! Z said I should write it because I loved yours and oh, I'm so glad you like it! You should write yours! Because sex pollen is the shit.

::twirls::

I need to go back to the bank robbers. But I will try to write the sex pollen fic when I need a break. Or maybe I can use it to bribe Ray. Like if he behaves, I'll write the kinky sex, but if he gives me trouble, I'll write about... um... i am drawing a blank on things that would horrify Ray that i would be willing to write.

i am drawing a blank on things that would horrify Ray that i would be willing to write.

Hee! I'm drawing a blank on things that would horrify RAY! Maybe Trombley, but he'd horrify us all. idek.

Yeah. I thought of Trombley, but there is no way I am writing anything having to do with Trombley, so it's an empty threat. And writing about people mean to Ray is probably harder on me than it is on him. So in conclusion, I can't control Ray.

But now I am thinkin of alerna sex pollen fic where it's slow acting and only infecting Brad and Nate and they are trying to go about their lives and all they can think of is dragging the other one off and having ridiculously filthy sex and at first they don't realize that anything is wrong because that's what they are both always thinking of anyway, but the need just keeps on building and building and they honestly worry that they are going to go insane and then Nate just finally snaps and drags Brad off and they don't even manage to get any clothes off, Nate just kind of yanks at Brad's pants until he's able to get Brad's dick out and Brad isn't helping at all because he's too busy trying not to come at the sight of Nate on his knees in front of him. And Brad is still trying to maintain some sort of control, but Nate is just kind of grabbing at him and making desperate noises and not even actually sucking at Brad's cock, but just sort of desperately mouthing at it, and Brad's all "this is crazy. we need to stop. I'm going to hurt you." and Nate's all "if you don't fuck my face this second, I will kill you." And Brad would STILL being trying to maintain some sort of control because he's Brad and Nate would be all "Fuck this," and try to pull Brad's pants down further and Brad would be all "Sir? Sir?" and Nate would be all, "Shut the fuck up Brad and let me suck your dick. And if you behave, I'll fuck you when I'm done."

"Shut the fuck up Brad and let me suck your dick. And if you behave, I'll fuck you when I'm done."

HEL-LO!

Apprently right now, I can only porn by accident, or if I'm like not looking at it directly.

Can we revisit this? I'm just saying (I am apparently bring up old shit, because I am currently incapable of writing anything at all).

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::goes cross-eyed:: Please, God, yes. THAT.

It could be an epic AU because the effects wouldn't disappear after the sex and Brad and Nate would have to go the run so that the government didn't do experiments on them. And they would run around the world trying to find a cure and having lots of sex in random places (and also they would get themselves into trouble because they would want to test out how exactly things worked like how long could they go without sex? what sort of sex was the best? how far apart could they be from each other? Does phone sex help at all? What about sex toys? The idea of sex with other people would be mentioned once, but not for long, and not ever again, and they would also be politely asked never to come back to that hotel again after the whole thing with the broken bed and all the noises they were making).

Ray's take on the whole thing would be: "How can be people be sure that they are actually infected with something and not just ridiculously horny, kinky fucks?" But he would help them. And mock them. But mostly help them.

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I feel "guh" is being overused today in my commentary repetoire, but I don't see it changing if you guys keep this up, because *guh*.

Yayyy! I am so glad you liked it! ::twirls::

(And I've been abusing guh, too. What can you do with all this hotness?)

There's too much hotness. Or, well, not too much, because then people might stop, and that needs to not happen.

Of course not. There is Brad with GLASSES! And SLIPPERS! 'Cept, ya know, it's not porny so much as domestic-y in my head. 'Sup with that? Hmph.

OH HAPPY DAY *WAVES HANDS*

OH HAPPY DAYYYYYYYYYYY!!!

I told you she would love it. Silly goose.

I bow down to your superior knowledge. And I am glad you liked.

Also, she just about killed me with teh hot in descriptive form and she rilly needs to write that sex pollen fic. Just so you are aware.

Awesome! Just too awesome. Loved the dialogue in between the terrifically hot rutting.

Thank you!

I was telling L that I'm revisiting our Best Of Post, because I didn't get to appreciate as much as I might have wanted to at the time, you know, being all hopped up on hormones and what not. But now that I am, I would just like to say again that I love this! And that if you ~~cared enough to send the very best~~ were so inclined the world could totally benefit from more sex pollen fic. Just saying.

Seriously, I don't think I got to appreciate it much, either, because I do not remember writing some of this. Like, I remember some things. But that 'For that I'm going to fuck you, Sergeant' line? Yeah, where the hell did THAT come from?

Straight from my Id, probably.

Um, anyway. Yay! I am glad you liked! Also, Q started it! But I am in agreement that sex pollen is lovely.

But that 'For that I'm going to fuck you, Sergeant' line? Yeah, where the hell did THAT come from?

I do not know, but I am greatly in favor of you exploring it at length. I'm just saying. Sequel! Part II Electric Boogaloo! Can you tell I had sugar and that I don't tend to do that often? TRUFAX!

Nnnnnnngh. I missed this somehow the first time around. NNNNNNNNNGH! I LOVE THIS POST SO MUCH! IT JUST GIVES AND GIVES AND GIVES!!!

Props to LJ for allowing comments to posts to be tracked. BLESS!

Haha! There is NO END to this post. ::hearts::

And thank you, m'dear. Am glad you liked.

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