“We’re just… skipping ahead,” Jim said. “That’s cheating,” Spock said weakly. “Well.” Jim moved suddenly, flipping Spock over on his back and rolling over to straddle him. “I’m comfortable with that. You?”
Adult, post-2009 movie.Spock is feeling the after-effects of the events of the movie. Kirk, equipped with information from the mind-meld with Spock Prime, is not about to leave him alone. *happy sigh*
“I couldn’t bear to think of what might be happening to you. And then I… thought you were dead.” An astonishing wall of grief and loss hit Kirk – submerged him completely – then as abruptly passed. He looked down, suddenly aware that Spock had clasped both of his hands – a looser, gentler grasp than the desperate way Spock had clutched at him in that mountain cabin when Kirk had first found him – and somehow more astonishing.
Adult, post-TOS novel “Ishmael”. I used to read a lot of TOS novels, and “Ishmael”, in which Spock loses his memory and is stranded in Earth’s past, was a favourite. This fic doesn’t require foreknowledge. It deals beautifully with Kirk and Spock having to face certain home truths about their feelings for one another.
Janeway/everyone. Because who wouldn’t love to, ahem, serve Kathryn Janeway in every which way? 🙂 Music: I’d Love to Take Orders from You, by Mildred Bailey & Her Swing Band.
“Cause you’re not alone here. Not at all.” Oh, my heart! Jack/Ianto, done absolutely right… Music by Breaking Benjamin.
ETA: Sadly, the link is broken.
An ode to Travis and Wes and their impossible love. Music: I Just Might Pray, by The David Mayfield Parade.
There is a difference between having your life stolen from you and giving it away freely.
Teen. Aww, this is pure loveliness from Nasir’s POV.
Ben’s fantasized about guys before, but he’s never done anything about it, but Cooper’s in his head and he doesn’t know how to get him out. Doesn’t know that he wants to. Between the calls and the adrenaline and the mind-numbing boring stretches of shit, he watches Cooper and listens to him and tries to learn instead of wanting to do things that are almost enough to make him blush.
Explicit, very. This is completely unashamed porn, including a dildo called the Cop Killer. Yeah, that says it all.
“What. The fuck. Sherman.” John’s eyes are slitted; he looks furious, shifting his gaze back and forth from Ben to the condom he reflexively caught when Ben threw it at him. Ben would be worried, but he sees the bulge in John’s jeans. He knows he’s going to get what he wants; he just needs to turn John’s higher brain functions off.
Explicit, PWP. After a bad day, Ben just needs to get fucked – and who better to do it than Officer Cuddlybear? Oh, fuck me sideways, this is so indescribably hot.
And then Ben is in John’s face, eyes bright and angry, his palm on John’s chest to push him back into the chair. “You are going to sit here and I am going to shave off that shit on your face, and for once you are going to stop being so fucking stubborn.” John blinks and shifts slightly, pushing against Ben’s hand a little, testing. Ben just runs his hand up to John’s shoulder and then grabs onto the back of the chair, still leaning in, and John has no idea what’s happening here anymore.
Mature, post-rehab. Ngh. This is ridiculously sexy, and I love Cooper’s befuddlement and helpless arousal.
It’s a bedroom, he was right about that, but sweet fucking Christ, this is so far from what he ever expected to see there. The fucking Iceman stretched out on the bed, a wrist handcuffed to each headboard post, bare-ass naked.
Adult, first time, mild kink. Maverick learns something new about Iceman, things change. 🙂 Normally I’d vote for Maverick to be the one being tied up, but this is is delicious.
