I love the fact you just quoted Gaga ♥

you think I'm bad now, wait till you see my Rome post ;D

Will add you to my list of people to try for. So have not got time, but prompts are fun!!

*g*

:D heh thanks!

mostly I just wanted to see if I could narrow my kinks down to just a top five! haha, omg was so hard!

You know I don't mind how long it takes you to write me my fic right?

Though if you do have to drop out of the spn_j2_bigbang then you know you'll be holding my hand extra hard whilst I finish mine right? cos omg! I'm going to need all the help I can get.

::snugs:: yeah, but I feel bad with how long it's been taking me!

oh totally, besides, you have constant hand-holding from me even without me dropping out :D ::grabby hands::

It is very awesome that you are playing too! :D

::grins:: I saw your list and couldn't resist!

am trying to write you a wee think for your clothing kink because ASDFGHJK HAWTNESS ;D

NO WINGFIC? :O

Genderswap/Crossdressing; it’s all the same to me ;) and if there’s a mention of sexy panties involved I’m over it like a rash.

Ha! You seemed somewhat ambivalent to the concept of Misha / Castiel wearing sexy panties, so I assumed that you weren't into crossdressing. OH, HOW WRONG I WAS.

I COULD ONLY CHOOSE FIVE! D: AND THAT WAS HARD ENOUGH ASDFGHJKL

lmao. I was trying to contain myself ;D seriously, genderswap/crossdressing (especially with Misha/Castiel in mind) gets me hot and bothered in ridiculous ways!

HAHA NEVER UNDERESTIMATE THE POWER OF THE PORN XD

ah cross dressing would defo be in my top 5, if i could just list 5 lol

But no wing kink woman? Is shocked...

haha everyone is calling me on the wing fic! XD ...I've edited my list. it probably counts as cheating but whatever!

choosing 5 only is so hard! I had loads of trouble, lol.

I wrote you fic, but it got a little long. So I went ahead and just put it up at my journal, here's the link!

::giddy::

Oh my goodness, thank you!

::rushes off to read::

This got a bit long for a comment, so Jack/real!Jack and wall sex, here:
http://aboutbunnies.livejournal.com/33788.html
Hope you enjoy!

::makes happy noises at the pairing alone::

Hi. You were the only other person in the list I found who listed crossdressing for a kink. So I totally had to try. ;)

Dean doesn’t even remember when he could have told Cas about the whole satin panties with Rhonda Hurley deal.

He thinks one night when he got absolutely, utterly and completely smashed on tequila, and Sam had ended up asking Cas to mojo him back to the hotel while he drove back, since he suspected that Dean would have thrown up if traveling by car.

His brother probably had a point.

Anyway. He must have told that back then for some reason. Otherwise, he knows he wouldn’t have even thought about it.

Also, he probably has told Cas about some fantasy of his where apparently Cas was wearing them.

He doesn’t fucking remember, okay?

Point is, Cas apparently remembers every fucking thing Dean says.

And Dean can’t believe that Cas is standing in front of him right now, wearing trench and suit and everything, but with a slight smirk on his lips which are actually fucking covered in pale pink lipstick. You don’t even notice it if you don’t get very close. Also, the trench is open. And the first button of the suit’s trousers is. And if Dean isn’t wrong, under there Cas isn’t wearing his regular white underwear.

Cas lets his coat fall to the ground and Dean comes forward slowly, his hand reaching out for Cas’ waist. He pulls the trousers open and fuck, Cas is wearing azure, satin, laced panties. Actually, the lace is fucking dark blue and makes quite a great match with the clearer shade.

Suddenly, Dean feels so hard that he can barely move.

He just stares. Especially because Cas is quite hard himself, it seems.

“Dean? Is there… something wrong?” Cas whispers, sounding half-worried, and Dean shakes his head maybe too fast.

“Fuck no,” he answers, cornering Cas against the motel’s bed and reaching further down with his hand. It’s fucking slightly trembling when Dean palms Cas’ cock through the satin but then Cas moans from the back of his throat and it’s so low, vibrating and needy that Dean doesn’t really reason anymore. He keeps on palming and slightly stroking while still having his hand grip the satin (which is become wet as Dean’s fingertips move), and Cas falls sitting on the bed, his hands gripping the covers like a lifeline, and then Dean can’t take it anymore. He moves his right hand up and then pushes inside the panties, grabbing Cas’ cock for real and jerking him off in quick, fast strokes, exactly the way he knows drives Cas crazy, and then he tangles his fingers of the other hand in the lace circling Cas’ leg.

He’s sure he can’t last long, and then Cas’ head jerks up and he bites down on Dean’s shoulder as he comes on his hand and fuck, fuck, it’s too much; he doesn’t even try to get his own hand inside his jeans. He comes before he can even think about it and fuck, it feels so good that he doesn’t even care about the implications.

He does, for a fleeting second, think that he has come so hard without even touching himself once, and then he falls over Cas without much gracefulness, but he can’t physically hold himself up. Not when he's still shivering even after riding his orgasm out, and fuck if it hadn't felt great.

And if when he comes to Cas is licking his hand clean, you really can’t be surprised that he definitely starts getting bothered again.

He might not remember ever telling Cas that, but as he moves and claims the angel’s mouth in a bruising kiss, he totally doesn’t regret it.

Also, he’s totally convincing Cas to keep the panties. Fuck yes.

... okay, this is going to sound out of the blue, but would you mind me friending you? Because seriously, this is the third thing of yours I've read this week - this time without realising it was you until after I'd read it - and it's, again, amazing. I don't know what it is exactly but I utterly adore the way you write, and this is another snippet so hot it hurts.

*hugs*

Gabriel would never ask outright; wasn't the type to question, even when he wanted something for himself. Instead he would speak in statements, expecting others to interpret them as he wished.

Michael had come to understand Gabriel's words and actions over their aeons together, knew his brother inside and out, and it was why he allowed this. At first sight to others, this would look like a one-sided sort of act, and Michael could not deny his enjoyment of Gabriel's mouth or the hum of pleasure that escaped his own lips. The truth was quite different; Michael had been with his brother in so many different ways, had taken Gabriel both gently and roughly, and had the favour returned, but Gabriel was a complex creature and did not prefer the most immediately desirable pleasures.

Gabriel preferred to give than to take, for his own pleasure to be private and his lover's to be obvious.

With anyone else, Michael would move away altogether or allow them to swallow when he came, but Gabriel did not wish for this; he would pull back a little at the last moment and use his hands to bring Michael to his end, would close his eyes and shudder with a pleasure Michael could not pretend to entirely understand when Michael marked him with his come, whitish streaks clinging to lips and cheeks and sometimes eyelashes.

Gabriel always asked for privacy afterwards, and always received it, though not before Michael had pressed a kiss to his forehead. It mattered little whether his own lips came away sticky or not at his doing so; he would not leave Gabriel without reminding him that whatever Gabriel took from this act, Michael's participation was born out of love.

Michael's own preferences were simple enough; if he knew his partner was enjoying the experience, his own pleasure instantly increased. Had he thought Gabriel's interest was in punishment he would not have indulged him so, but he knew Gabriel found release in this act much as their brother Raphael found release in being taken, or Uriel in the taking. They all loves in their different ways.

Michael had been made to love; it was something he could not change, and did not wish to.

HOLY SHIT! I think I love you for writing me Legion fic!

ASDFGHJKL and friggen HOT Legion fic at that! ::spazz hands:: I love the dynamic you've created between Michael and Gabriel, especially with how "Gabriel preferred to give than to take, for his own pleasure to be private and his lover's to be obvious" and how he enjoys having Michael mark him with the evidence of his pleasure, how he asks for privacy afterwards, how Michael does it as an act of love, and how you mention the other angels and their ways and ASDFGHJK DID I MENTION I LOVE YOU?

THANK YOU SO MUCH! XD

"My Lady... I... Don't" Merlin stutters when he feels like he won't be able to last anymore.
Morgana smiled her devilish smiled, licking one more time the length of Merlin's cock before pulling away not fast enough not to prevent Merlin from splitting on her beautiful face.
"I'm...I'm sorry" Merlin whispered not really able to talk when being so satisfied and ashamed at the same time.
"Don't worry, Merlin" she smiled at him licking her lips, sucking on the stains Merlin left on her skin.

*****

"Lady Morgana, I’m really sorry for looking that curious but what are you doing to have a so soft and pearly white skin?" asked Lady Helen one evening at a banquet.
Morgana smiled gently, took her time to drink some wine and gave the lady her most pleasant smile.
"I do use milk every day, applying it really smoothly, some would say it doesn't work but it seems it is a really good nutriment for my skin"
"What milk are you using?" asked Lady Helen really interested.
Morgana looked at Merlin under her long eyelashes. He was standing next to Arthur trying really hard not to spill his wine.
"Whatever milk you can find, Lady Helen” answered Morgana, her eyes locked on Merlin’s very red ears “you just have to apply it on your skin still warm from the milking and massage your face some time."
"Thank you!" smiled the young lady "I'll try it as soon as I come back home".
"You do that and let me know about your improvement."

*****

"My Lady..." Merlin stutters once again just not getting used to the overwhelming feeling of having those beautiful pink lips around his cock.
Morgana frees him and waits as always for him to empty himself on her beautiful face, smiling like an angel.
Merlin gently puts his sensitive cock on her face and massages her as gently as he can manage to. He loves feeling Morgana's skin, ruined by his juice, though so soft under his cock.
"Would you like me to swallow next time, Merlin?" she asks him smiling devilishly.
"Why is that my lady?" he asks smiling "Would you like to improve your singing skill as well?"

::giggles:: You know, I'd also always wondered how Morgana managed to keep her skin looking so soft and pearly white! XD heh.

Love it! thanks so much!