10 Per Genre - a multi-fandom fanfic challenge!

Fic: A Night Alone, NC-17, CSI, Nick/Greg

2008-09-17T03:02:31Z

Title: A Night Alone
Author: Welleg
Rating: NC-17
Fandom/Claim: CSI, Nick Stokes/Greg Sanders
Table: Smut
Prompt: #1 - Finally Alone Together
Warnings: Mild Bondage.
Disclaimer: I don't own them. Sadly.

“It’s been way too long since we’ve had time to do this,” Nick murmurs as he kisses his way down his husband’s chest.

“It’s called parenthood, dear.” Greg answers, gasping as Nick’s tongue swipes across a nipple.

Nick looks up at Greg, his best innocent expression on his face. “Well tonight, we have the house to ourselves.”

“You have that look again, Nicky. What are you planning?”

“Just a night of hot sex with my husband.” Nick sits up and goes through the top drawer of the night stand. “And maybe we could use these,” he adds, holding up a pair of fuzzy handuffs.

“Please,” Greg moans, moving his arms by the headboard in anticpation.

“You look so hot like this,” Nick murmurs as he gently cuffs Greg to the headboard. “Good enough to eat.”

“I’m not twenty-six anymore, Nick.”

Nick rolls his eyes and kisses his husband. “So? You’re still smoking hot.”

“Are you going to compliment me all night or are you going to fuck me?”

Nick chuckles at Greg’s impatience. “Oh, I’m going to fuck you, baby. Eventaully.”

“Tease,” Greg mutters.

“Damn straight I am. And you love it.” Nick explores Greg’s body with both his mouth and hands, skillfully avoiding his husband’s erection.

“Nicky please…” Greg finally begs.

Nick gives Greg a predatory grin before closing his lips around his cock, sucking lightly.

“Nicky, more, please…”

Nick smiles around Greg’s cock as he takes it deeper into his mouth, sucking harder. He hums and reaches a hand up to play with his husband’s balls at which Greg thrusts his hips upwards. He pulls back slightly and swipes his tongue along the slit in head of Greg’s cock, causing his husband to cry out with his orgasm. Nick swallows the release and licks Greg clean before pulling away.

“God, Nicky, that was… wow,” Greg murmurs in his post-orgasmic haze.

“I’m not done with you yet, baby,” Nick says as he reaches for the lube. He slicks a finger and presses it into Greg’s entrance, seeking out his prostate.

“Oh god, Nicky…”

Nick smirks as he inserts a second, and then a third finger, gently stretching out his husband. “You ready, baby?”

“I’m beyond ready,” Greg mutters. “Now hurry up and get in me.”

Nick slicks up his cock and presses into his husband, pausing momentarily before starting to thrust at a hard, fast pace. “Not going to last long,” he murmurs as he wraps his hand around Greg’s once again hard cock.

“Me neither, Nicky,” Greg moans as Nick’s cock scrapes across his prostate.

Nick continues to thrust until Greg climaxes, which pushes him over the edge to his own orgasm He cleans them off and then grabs the key to the handcuffs, releasing Greg. “Your wrists okay?”

Greg nods and snuggles up next to Nick. “Love you, Nicky.”

“Love you too, baby,” Nick responds. The two lovers fall asleep, content and wrapped in each other’s arms.

10_per_genre @ 2008-09-15T12:59:00

2008-09-15T17:01:31Z

Title: Brothers
Author: manserock
Rating: PG13
Fandom/Claim: Highlander/Lonesome Dove
Charaters: Connor MacLeod, Methos & Clay Mosby
Table: Table 5 - Drama; 10_per_genre
Prompt: #10 - Morals
Warnings: Semi-vague references to violence. Nothing you can't handle if you watch Law & Order or either of the two crossover fandoms.
Disclaimer: Sadly, not mine.

If times had been different they might have called each other brother.

FIC: Guardian Angels, NC-17, Saw fandom, John/Amanda/Zep

2008-08-28T12:47:48Z

Title: Guardian Angels
Author: Carol Anne Caiafa
Rating: NC-17
Fandom/Claim: Saw/John Kramer AKA Jigsaw. Written for the 10_per_genre challenge community.
Pairing: John/Amanda/Zep (Yay OT3!)
Genre: Slash and het
Table: #9, Hurt/Comfort
Prompt: #8, Here in my arms
Word Count: 662
Warnings: Sexual content, threesome, hurt/comfort and brief mentions of horror themes and violence, heavily AU
Disclaimer: Don’t own ‘em, no profit, suing is futile!
A/N: This fic is set in an alternate universe where Zep survives and is working with John and Amanda. Certain parts of this story may therefore not conform to Saw canon. The story may contain spoilers for Saw 1-4.

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Getting Her Back -- CSIM -- Table 9 --#06 Right a Wrong

2008-08-21T06:05:18Z

Title: Getting her Back
Fandom: CSI:Miami
Character/Pairing: Horatio/any woman of your choice...
Challenge: 10_per_genreTable 9 Hurt/Comfort
prompt: 06 Righting a Wrong
WordCount: 310
Disclaimer: Jerry owns them, I just takem them out for a ride around the block

Horatio woke from his dreams in a cold sweat. He did what he always did when the dreams overtook him and reached for his lover. The full impact of the last few weeks and why his nightmares were back with a vengeance hit him when he found the spot empty. What started out as simple disagreements turned to a never-ending stream of arguments with hurtful words being exchanged in the end. One night they went to bed, each staying at the far edges, still angry after an argument and he woke the next morning to an empty bed and a note saying she'd gone, that she was tired of feeling like he cared about everything but her.

Nothing was further from the truth but after a few days off and a hard look at how things had become between them, Horatio knew she'd been right. He had neglected her. He'd not returned phone calls, put her off and came home late after she was long in bed. Only turned to her when he wanted to satisfy his needs, instead of showing her how much she meant to him.

Horatio knew he wasn't going to be able to sleep so he got up and headed to the kitchen. A glass of water in hand he got comfortable on lounge chair on his deck and watched the sky begin to lighten. He needed to figure out what he was going to do.

By the time the sky was streaked with color, he knew what he needed to do. He had to call her and try to work it out. He missed her and he wanted her in his life. Picking up the phone he dialed her number. Hearing her groggy voice, he smiled. He could picture her still half asleep as she answered. "It's Horatio. Can we have breakfast and talk? Please?"

Not What it Seems -- Table 9, #4 Trust/Distrust.

2008-08-14T07:26:31Z

Title Not What it Seems...
Fandom: CSI:Miami
Character/Pairing: Horatio
Challenge: 10_per_genre Table #9 Hurt Comfort
prompt #4 Trust/Distrust
Word Count 965
Disclaimer: Jerry Bruckheimer owns CSI:Miami, I just take them out and play with themin way JB wouldn't dare to think of...

Horatio and Rick stood practically nose to nose, both men growling accusations at each other. Their standoff had everyone but the bravest scattering to the labs. The officer involved shooting that left 2 patrolmen dead, a third injured, a CSI injured, two suspects in custody, a third dead, and several more on the run had everyone working overtime and the brass chomping at the bit for results yesterday. Horatio and Rick were getting the bulk of the pressure and taking it out on each other on at least a daily basis.

Calleigh and Eric, who stood the closest to them, weren't able hear the actual words being said, but the posture of both men left little to the imagination as to their state of mind. It was when Eric noticed Horatio's clench fist and directed Calleigh's attention to it that they both began to worry. Whatever was going on between Horatio and Stetler was more serious than it ever had been before. Horatio never let Stetler get to him and definitely never let it show. He wouldn't give the IAB man the satisfaction of knowing he'd pissed him off. For Horatio to show that much anger in public.

"Leave it alone Rick," Horatio warned as he shoved past Rick and headed down the hall past Eric and Calleigh.

"Horatio..."

"No Rick...." Horatio stalked into the locker room and threw open his locker. No matter how satisfying slamming his fist into Rick's face would feel, he knew he'd regret that decision immediately afterward. He needed to get out of the lab before he gave into temptation consequences be damned.

Unclipping his gun, he laid it on the top shelf of the locker and was about to close the door when he felt a hand on his shoulder.

"Horatio."

Spinning on his toes, Horatio slammed Rick into the lockers behind them. "What the hell are you doing trying to lay blame on my team?" Horatio questioned continuing the argument they were having in the hallway.

"The evidence was tainted."

"Not by my team," Horatio clarified. "Why don't you try taking a closer look at the night shift CSI who did the initial collection?" he would only stand for so much blame to be laid on his people, but when it clearly wasn't their fault he wouldn't tolerate at all.

"Horatio."

"No Rick, I trusted you to be fair to my people but you've crossed a line by accusing them and not looking at everything presented to you. Even when you were out to get me, you did a better job at looking at all the evidence and abiding by it even if you didn't like the outcome. This just reeks of I don't know what."

"This isn't personal, Horatio. I'm doing my job."

With their bodies pressed together Horatio was inches from Rick's face. "Then do your job, Rick. And trust me to do mine."

"I do."

"Prove it," Horatio challenged. "Look at everyone involved. You're coming after my people harder than anyone else because you're afraid that someone will figure out about us and think you're playing favoritism," Horatio growled before he claimed Rick's mouth and a brutal kiss. He smiled when he broke the kiss and looked at Rick with his swollen lips and breathing heavily.

"That couldn't be further from the truth. And we both know we're both screwed if they find out about us."

Horatio was willing to concede there would be problems if their bosses found out about them, but he wasn't about to let Rick treat his people differently because of it. "Treat my people fairly and you won't have an issue with me and the investigation. Treat my people differently, and you'll have bigger problems than our relationship being discovered," Horatio advised.

"Horatio, you have to trust me," Rick said quietly. "There are people looking hard at you and your people. If I'm not extra hard on you then, they may look harder if I clear your team."

"What's going on?"

"Thing I put in motion years ago... before... are being looked at again in conjunction with the officer involved shooting. You have to trust me with this. Clearing your people now will keep them in the clear. But I have to be on your case worse then ever before."

"Why didn't you tell me," Horatio asked softening a bit.

"This is the first time we've been remotely alone since it hit the fan in IAB. Now that you know you have to continue to play along with being pissed at me."

Horatio ran the back of his fingers along Rick's cheek. "Considering everything you're doing and saying in public -- it isn't going to be hard to be pissed at you."

"This isn't going to be easy, Horatio and you know, I can't come over until we close the investigation. This is dangerous enough for us right now."

Gently kissing Rick one more time, Horatio asked, "You'll keep me apprised of the situation?"

"As best I can."

"You're going to owe me," Horatio informed Rick.

"Don't I know it, I better get out of here. Continue the act."

With one last kiss, Horatio stepped back and watched as Rick walked to the door.

"You're on notice Horatio."

"You can take your notice... Stay out of my way Rick," Horatio called as the door closed behind Rick. He hated this. He hated being at odds with Rick and hated the idea that they had to play out this charade. The friendship then relationship he'd built with Rick over the last year or so had never been tested like this before. They were barely settled in their roles with one another as lovers. He just hoped the trust they had learned to put in one another wouldn't be shattered by this.

Fate's Bells Chapter One

2008-07-02T04:15:43Z

Title: Fate's Bells
Author: secondchances92
Rating: PG, but will be R starting from the next chapter.
Fandom/Claim: Original
Table: 9
Prompt: 03 - Nightmare
Warnings: None

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Some Things Never Change 19.03

2008-07-01T07:32:16Z

Title: Some Things Never Change
Fandom: RPS
Story: Highway: Rest Stops 19.03
Characters: Alan Davies and Robert Sean Leonard
Authors: michelleann68 + evila_elf = evila_ann
Prompt: 10_per_genre 07 Lies (Drama)
Word Count: 717
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Robert recounts his lunch with his mom to Alan.
Authors’ Notes: Feel free to friend us if you want to read a day ahead of the communities.
Click here for the timeline if you need to get caught up or relive the good old times.
Previous story:
Not Soon Enough

Some Things Never Change

CSI:Miami Horatio/Speed (Cloe the Cat) Table 3 Prompt 10

2008-06-29T23:44:16Z

Title: How to Wake a Human

Author: Aeon Cole

Rating: FRT

Warning: Implied Slash (nothing explicit)

Fandom: CSI: Miami

Pairing: Horatio/Speed

Challenge: 10_per_genre // table

Prompt: #10 A picture’s worth a thousand words

Word Count: 460

Summary: How to wake up a human. This is a Cloe the Cat ficlet.

Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended.

Author’s Note: This is for Dino.

Horatio walked into the house after a long day at the lab expecting to find Tim in the kitchen, but he didn’t smell any food cooking. He also noticed that their little cat Cloe was conspicuously absent. She usually came running to the door when either of them entered the house.

He wandered in and poked his head in the kitchen, confirming that Tim was not there before heading into the living room. He paused in the doorway when he noticed Tim asleep on the sofa. He hadn’t been feeling well that morning and decided to stay home and rest. He was lying on his back with one arm draped over his chest.

He also found Cloe. She was sitting on Tim’s chest staring at his face. She leaned in and sniffed at his chin then sat back again and watched. Horatio slipped out of the room and jogged up the stairs to their bedroom. He grabbed a small digital camera out of the bureau drawer and went back downstairs.

Cloe was still sitting there and he snapped a quick picture. She barely took any notice of him, remaining focused on her prey. She meowed and Tim muttered something unintelligible in his sleep. Horatio smirked. Then she reached up with one paw and gently tapped Tim’s chin. Horatio snapped another picture and tried not to laugh when Tim’s hand swiped across his jaw. Still he remained sleeping.

But Cloe was determined to wake him and moved further up on his chest getting closer to his face. She leaned in and sniffed at his eyes as Horatio snapped off another shot. This time Tim rubbed his eyes and stirred just a bit. Horatio remained quiet wanting to see how this was going to play out. Cloe sniffed at Tim’s mouth and as Horatio snapped one last picture she meowed right in Tim’s face. That finally did it.

Tim muttered a curse. “Jeez, Cloe. Cat breath,” he said as he pushed the little cat back onto his stomach.

That was the final straw for Horatio. He started laughing and walked over to the sofa. Tim’s eyes were open now. “She was very determined,” Horatio said.

“How long have you been standing there?” Tim asked as he sat up.

“A few minutes,” he answered with a chuckle. “I wanted to see what she was going to do.”

Tim rolled his eyes then noticed the camera in Horatio’s hand. “What’s the camera for?” he asked.

Horatio sat on the sofa next to Tim and showed him the pictures he’d taken. Tim shook his head. “That would explain the dream I was having of things crawling all over my face,” he said.

“Just think of her as an organic alarm clock,” Horatio replied.

Fin

Balloon Duty/Crackfic Table/Balloon

2008-06-17T07:28:37Z

Title: Balloon Duty
Author: Netbug009
Rating: K (G)
Fandom/Claim: Super Robot Monkey Team Hyperforce Go!
Table: Crack Table
Prompt: Balloon
Warnings: Absolute craziness count? Written at a library when I was tired count? This is a tad scary, even for me.
Disclaimer: SRMTHG belongs to Disney. If I owned it, it'd have an ending. DARNIT 65 EPISODE CRUD.

Sprx was starting to wonder if the team was purposefully picking on him. He was starting to grow a mental list of times he had been singled out to do the stupid task. Watching the robot? His job. Cleaning messed up cityscape after a battle left said area? His job, though the fact that he could simply levitate everything may have had a part in that. He honestly wasn’t sure anymore. His main indicator that something fishy was happening was this pattern suddenly appearing after the whole “Fire of Hate” incident. What, did they feel like they needed to protect him now? Did they seriously think he didn’t want to fight anymore?

At first, he had politely swallowed his pride and done his job, but this was it. This was the last straw. He drew a line at making sure a balloon didn’t float into the sky.

That’s right, Sprx had balloon duty.

Apparently, this was a very special balloon that could help save the world and blah blah blah…..whatever. It was still stupid, and he wasn’t sure he believed it was any more than some lame excuse anyway. But, once again, he did his job.

For 10 minutes.

For 20 minutes.

For an hour.

He let go of the balloon. This had to be a joke. He was gonna double check to make sure this fic wasn’t a late April Fools day later. Speaking of later, eventually Chiro and the others came back, saw Sprx without the balloon, and all did a collective “D:!”

“NU! SPRX WUT HAV U DONE?! D:”

“Uh…. I let go of a balloon,” Sprx replied to the leader, now a bit concerned.

“U WERE SUPPOSED 2 KEEP IT SAFE! D:” Gibson chimed in.

Sprx didn’t reply this time at first. He simply twitched. Between the panic and the badly spelled all caps, it was now clear that the balloon was, indeed, important. “I’m sorry! Are we all doomed because of me?! Argh, not again! Why must I keep causing people pain?! What did I do?!”

Antauri was the one to reply. “U….”

“Yes?!”

“U…..”

“Yes?!”

“U….”

“I DID WHAT ALREADY? WHAT?”

“U LOST THE MACGUFFEN 4 THIS FIC!”

“…..Excuse me?”

“NOU THAR’S NU PLOT! WE CAN NEVER HAVE A GOOD ENDIN NOU! NICE GOIN SPRX!”

Sprx was silent for a moment, then rubbed his temples. “…Uh, yeah, whatever. I’m gonna go fly the Fist Rocket.” And so Sprx left his ballon duty and the fic, and the ending was really bad and sudden.

Repine III | Table 12 - Smut | Prompt 04 Wet

2008-04-10T00:47:08Z

Title: Repine III
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 1,665
Fandom/Claim: CSI: Miami
Characters: Speed/Ryan
Prompt: Table 12 - Smut
04. Wet
Warnings/Spoilers: The table is the warning, or invitation, however you take it. Slash and some fluff.
Disclaimer: I think it’s safe to say I don’t own this or else it would be on…like…hustler or something XD
A/N:Continuing in Speed’s third person perspective.
I don’t know what came over me when I was writing this, but I think I needed to follow with the original angst ridden fluff theme, so the smut is very sensual and I am rather proud of it! I hope you all enjoy reading as much as I enjoyed writing!

It seems fitting that the first clap of thunder brings your lips together…

Repine II | Table 7 - Fluff | Prompt 06 Sunrise/Sunset

2008-04-09T06:26:41Z

Title: Repine II
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 503
Fandom/Claim: CSI: Miami
Characters: Tim Speedle
Prompt: Table 7 - Fluff
06. Sunrise/Sunset
Warnings/Spoilers: No episode specific spoilers, slightly fluffy, slightly angsty
Disclaimer: I own this in my dreams…or rather I own Speed in my dreams…but those are dreams and this is reality…
A/N: The second part of Repine, this time from Speed’s prospective. Also, I left it up to the readers imagination as to what Speed did wrong. So have fun with that :D
Also, the title is a word I learnt off of Dictionary.com’s word of the day! It means ‘to feel or express discontent’
*The More You Know :D :D :D :D :D*

That seemed so long ago, back when you made pretty promises.

Repine | Table 7 - Fluff | Prompt 04 Tickle

2008-04-07T19:42:17Z

Title: Repine
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 344
Fandom/Claim: CSI: Miami
Characters: Ryan Wolfe
Prompt: Table 7 - Fluff
04. Tickle
Warnings/Spoilers: No episode specific spoilers, slight fluff, slight angst
Disclaimer: I do not own
A/N: I know these are supposed to be more fluffy, but this idea is stuck in my head, so I need to get it out and stuff. And these prompts just worked out for it. So enjoy!

You will always remember the good times and you often forget the bad.

Chilly Heat | Table 7 | Promt 08 Cold Winter Night

2008-04-06T06:24:35Z

Title: Chilly Heat
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 1,690
Fandom/Claim: CSI: Miami
Characters:Speed/Ryan
Prompt: Table 7 - Fluff
08. Cold Winter Night
Warnings/Spoilers: No episode specific spoilers.
Disclaimer: I do not own and make no money from the writing of this fic.
A/N: This prompt screamed this pairing at me. Being the big geeky fan I am, knowing Speed’s from Syracuse and Ryan’s from Boston, they both know that winter can be awfully cold. It’s something they could bond over in the warm Miami winters. Yup yup!
I wish I had warm winters *sigh* -48° to -50°C (about -58 to -54°F) is no fun. Frost bite with less than 5 minutes exposure…thankfully spring weather has kicked in, it’s above 0 now (above 32…I hate trying to remember Celsius to Fahrenheit conversions T_T)

Because when I think about them, all I can remember is you, and not the cold.

Shiver | Table 7 - Fluff | Prompt 05 Shiver

2008-04-06T06:19:47Z

Title: Shiver
Characters: Ryan/Calleigh
Prompt: Table 7 - Fluff
05. Shiver
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 364
Warnings/Spoilers: Just general fluffiness
Disclaimer: I make no money from this.
Summary: Calleigh is frozen and Ryan warms her up.
A/N: I found this floating around Tempy (meh Laptop) and was like ‘Oh jeeze! While working on all my other epics, I’d forgotten about my claims tables!’ This was finished a couple months ago, I just never got around to posting it. It’s a good thing I was trying to reorganize my fic files!
And yes, this is het, not slash. I must be going crazy. But CarWash is adorable. So there.

From the freezer came another bang...

After A Long Day | Table 7 - Fluff | Prompt 01 Cuddle/Snuggle

2008-04-06T06:11:24Z

Title: After A Long Day
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 1,082
Fandom/Claim: CSI: Miami
Characters:Speed/Ryan
Prompt: Table 7 - Fluff
01. Cuddle/Snuggle
Warnings/Spoilers: No episode specific spoilers, general A/Uishness and Fluff.
Disclaimer:I don’t own these boys, and if I did…well, you’d know it *g*
A/N: I haven’t written just Speed/Ryan in a while. Well, despite Primal Instincts, but that’s still a WIP and not officially there yet XD I decided I needed to take a break from my other stuff because I think I got too heavily wrapped up in threesomes. Plus, you know, I have to finish this table desperately, since I haven’t worked on it in some time!

It was nice to be the one that was needed on occasion.

11.06. Embrace. Original.

2008-03-24T22:41:38Z

Title: Before it happens
Author: death_omega
Rating: PG
Fandom/Claim: Original
Table: 11- Romance
Prompt: 06. Embrace
Warnings: Slash
Disclaimer: I own the ideas represent here.

Before it happens

Fic: In Search of Salazar: Book Eight – Egypt. [Tom/Blaise | AU | NC17]

2008-03-20T14:04:28Z

Title: In Search of Salazar: Book Eight – Egypt.
By: Starkiller.
Beta: corellian_sugar.
Rating: NC17.
Pairing: Tom/Blaise (AU).
Disclaimer: I don't own them. If I did, Blaise would look like Hans Matheson. As it is, my Blaise is very AU. So read at your own risk – if you don't like AU, you won't like this.
Notes: 10_per_genre #8: Here in my arms.
Two more chapters to go – now that there's a cool change I can finally finish this!
Summary: In this brave new world, Tom decides to find his ancestors, with a little help from a new friend.
Word count: 3884

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08. Chivalry. Original.

2008-03-20T02:42:53Z

Title: Hope he is a gentleman
Author: death_omega
Rating: PG
Fandom/Claim: Original
Table: 11-Romance
Prompt: 08. Chivalry
Warnings: Slash
Disclaimer: I own the ideas represent here. Some things borrowed from Dante.

Hope he is a gentleman

CSI Miami Horatio Caine/Tim Speedle Table-Smut Prompts 5, 6

2008-03-16T10:04:27Z

I thought I'd dust off a couple of half formed bunnies to FINALLY finish off my 10_per_genre claim for Horatio/Speed. Both of these prompts also appear in my lover100 table, so yeah for me. Two birds, one stone.

Title: Tease

Author: Aeon Cole

Rating: FRAO

Fandom: CSI Miami

Pairing: Horatio/Speed

Genre: PWP

Warning: Slash

Challenge: 10PerGenre

Prompt: #6 Role Play

Word Count: 530

Summary: Horatio gives in to Speed’s teasing.

Disclaimer: I don’t own them. I make no money from this.

Author’s Note: This ficlet is part of my Friends and Family universe.

Horatio walked through the front door and tossed his keys on the side table. The house was quiet but he knew Tim was home, somewhere, since his bike was in the driveway. He was startled by a soft mewl at his feet and he looked down.

“Hello Cloe,” he said to the little orange cat as he reached down to scratch her behind the ears. She closed her eyes and purred loudly. “So, where’s daddy?” he asked. She meowed at him then trotted off.

He poked his head into the kitchen, but no Tim. He decided to go upstairs to change his clothes and when he reached the bedroom he stepped out onto the second floor deck, scanning the back yard. He smiled when he saw his partner out in the yard tending some of the plants in his garden. He quickly changed into his jeans and a t-shirt before heading back downstairs and out into the yard.

Thinking he was being stealthy, he walked quietly up behind Tim and snaked his arms around his waist then laid a soft kiss on his neck. But Tim had heard him pull into the driveway a short while ago and, while he waited for Horatio to find him, his mind drifted through an amusing scenario.

Without looking back he said, “We should be careful. My husband will be home soon.”

Horatio smirked and decided to play along. He slipped one hand down the front of Tim’s pants and began stoking his rapidly hardening cock as he said, “We should be quick then. Don’t want to get caught by the old man. I hear he’s the jealous type, and carries a gun.”

Tim’s chuckle quickly turned into a moan as Horatio pressed his thumb onto the head of his cock. “We should… go inside,” Tim breathed.

Horatio grinned. “Oh no, we can’t do that. Your old man might come home and find us,” he purred into Tim’s ear and he continued to stroke him.

Tim felt his knees going weak and leaned his weight against Horatio. Then he felt himself being pulled back toward the shed in the corner of the yard. Horatio pulled them inside and let the door swing shut. The shed was dark except for a sliver of light let in through the slight gap between the door and the shed wall. Horatio quickly undid Tim’s pants, giving him greater access. He leaned in and closed his mouth on Tim’s neck. Tim moaned.

“Careful,” he breathed. “Gonna… leave… a mark.”

Horatio smiled into his neck. “That would be kind of hard to explain, wouldn’t it?” he said into his neck before he continued suckling.

Tim drew in a breath and began rocking his hips. His rocking quickly turned to thrusting. Horatio reached his free hand around and fingered his balls. Tim cried out as he came and collapsed back onto Horatio breathing heavily. Horatio kept stroking him until he was soft then tucked him back in and closed his pants. He tightened his arms around Tim’s waist.

“See what happens when you tease me like that,” he said.

Tim chuckled breathlessly. “I’ll have to do it more often,” he said.

Fin

Title: Three’s Company

Author: Aeon Cole

Rating: FRAO

Fandom: CSI Miami

Pairing: Horatio/Speed/Eric

Genre: PWP

Warning: Slash, threesome

Challenge: 10PerGenre

Prompt: #5 Threesome

Word Count: 580

Summary: Horatio gets a surprise when he arrives home.

Horatio returned home from an early morning call out and wandered into the bedroom to find his two lovers apparently asleep, curled around each other. He stood there watching them with a smile on his face. Eric was lying on his side with Speed spooned up behind him. The sheets were down around their waists.

He started to undress and went to hang his suit up in the closet. When he turned back he found Speed sitting up in bed and Eric lying on his back, both watching him. He continued to strip his clothing off until he stood before them naked.

“Where’d you disappear to?” Speed asked.

“Night shift was short. They needed someone to take a scene across town,” Horatio answered as he walked to the bed. “I didn’t want to wake you.”

Speed held out a hand. “We noticed you were gone a couple of hours ago,” he said.

“We always know when you’re not here,” Eric added.

“Well, I suppose you were able to entertain each other while I was gone,” Horatio said with a smirk.

Both men smiled and glanced at each other. Tim knelt at the edge of the bed and pulled Horatio into a heated kiss. Without breaking the kiss he dragged him down onto the bed and laid him out in the middle. Eric reached over and brushed his hand over Horatio’s chest, down his stomach, and over his growing erection. Horatio arched his hips, pushing himself up into Eric’s hand.

“I think he’s a little eager,” Eric said with a smirk.

Speed broke the kiss, leaving Horatio breathless. He glanced over at Eric who handed him the bottle of lube. While Horatio lay there trying to catch his breath, Tim positioned himself between his legs and Eric caught his mouth for another tongue tangling kiss. Tim raised Horatio’s legs and worked two slicked fingers into his body. Horatio moaned into the kiss.

Eric pulled back and began laying kisses across Horatio’s heaving chest. Horatio completely surrendered himself to the other two men. He was lost in the duel sensation of Eric’s mouth on his skin and Speed’s fingers inside of him. Speed watched as Eric took one of Horatio’s nipples into his mouth and began suckling. Horatio arched up under the assault.

Speed removed his fingers and quickly replaced them with his cock, burying himself to the hilt in one thrust. Horatio let out a long moan as Speed began to move. He set a fast pace, pulling almost all of the way out then back in again in hard, quick thrusts. Eric moved lower and took Horatio’s cock into his mouth, reducing Horatio to monosyllabic muttering as they drew him closer and closer to the edge.

Being worked by both men simultaneously, Horatio didn’t last long. With one last thrust into Eric’s mouth he cried out his release and collapse back onto the bed. Eric lay back next to Horatio. He took his own cock in his hand and started stroking. As Speed continued to pound into Horatio’s now limp body, he moaned at the sight of Eric jacking off and as Eric came, Speed’s control finally slipped. He buried himself and shot his seed deep inside Horatio’s body then collapsed forward onto the redhead’s chest.

Eric took charge of cleaning them up before crawling back into bed. The three men spooned together with Horatio in the middle as they drifted off for a few more hours of peaceful sleep.

Fin

Fic: In Search of Salazar Book Seven - Turkey.

2008-03-09T11:58:47Z

Title: In Search of Salazar: Book Seven – Turkey.
By: Starkiller.
Beta: corellian_sugar.
Rating: R.
Pairing: Tom/Blaise (AU).
Disclaimer: I don't own them. If I did, Blaise would look like Hans Matheson. As it is, my Blaise is very AU. So read at your own risk – if you don't like AU, you won't like this.
Notes: 10_per_genre #7: Run to me.
Summary: In this brave new world, Tom decides to find his ancestors, with a little help from a new friend.
Word count: 3504

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FIC: Precious Things, Saw fandom, John/Zep/Amanda, NC-17

2008-02-29T02:11:25Z

Title: Precious Things
Author: Carol Anne Caiafa
Rating: Hard R/NC-17
Fandom/Claim: Saw/John Kramer AKA Jigsaw. Written for the 10_per_genre challenge community.
Pairing: John/Amanda/Zep
Genre: Both slash and het
Table: #9, Hurt/Comfort
Prompt: # 2, Relief
Word Count: 1,027
Warnings: Sex, panty-sniffing and mentions of horror themes and violence, heavily AU
Disclaimer: Don’t own ‘em, no profit, suing is futile!
A/N: This fic is set in an alternate universe where Zep survives and is working with John and Amanda. Certain parts of this story may therefore not conform to Saw canon. The story may contain spoilers for Saw 1-4. I dedicate this to my darling cassiejo, who got me into the Saw fandom.

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Otto's New Invention/Crackfic Table/ Propmt: Slinky

2008-02-27T04:41:22Z

Title: Otto's Newest Invention
Author: Netbug009
Rating: K+ (PG)
Fandom/Claim: Super Robot Monkey Team Hyperforce Go!
Table: Crackfic
Prompt: #6 Slinky
Warnings: None, unless you count utter nonsense. XD
Disclaimer: SRMTHG belongs to Disney. Not me.

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Fic: In Search of Salazar Book Six - Russia. [Tom/Blaise AU | R]

2008-02-26T13:14:03Z

Title: In Search of Salazar: Book Six – Russia.
By: Starkiller.
Beta: [info]corellian_sugar.
Rating: R.
Pairing: Tom/Blaise (AU).
Disclaimer: I don't own them. If I did, Blaise would look like Hans Matheson. As it is, my Blaise is very AU. So read at your own risk – if you don't like AU, you won't like this.
Notes: 10pergenre #6.
Summary: In this brave new world, Tom decides to find his ancestors, with a little help from a new friend.
Word count: 6658

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FIC: Without You, Saw fandom, John/Zep, PG-13, slash

2008-02-25T13:38:09Z

Title: Without You
Author: Carol Anne Caiafa
Rating: PG-13
Fandom/Claim: Saw/John Kramer AKA Jigsaw. Written for the 10_per_genre challenge community.
Pairing: John/Zep
Genre: Slash
Table: #9, Hurt/Comfort
Prompt: # 3, Nightmare
Word Count: 555
Warnings: Implied sex and implied violence, coarse language, angst, heavily AU
Disclaimer: Don’t own ‘em, no profit, suing is futile!
A/N: This fic is set in an alternate universe where Zep survives and is working with John and Amanda. Certain parts of this story may therefore not conform to Saw canon. The story may contain spoilers for Saw 1-4. Originally written for my love and my inspiration, cassiejo.

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Fic: In Search of Salazar: Book Five - Czechoslovakia. [Tom/Blaise | PG13 | AU]

2008-02-13T11:17:43Z

Title: In Search of Salazar: Book Five – Czechoslovakia.
By: Starkiller.
Beta: corellian_sugar.
Rating: R.
Pairing: Tom/Blaise (AU).
Disclaimer: I don't own them. If I did, Blaise would look like Hans Matheson. As it is, my Blaise is very AU. So read at your own risk – if you don't like AU, you won't like this.
Notes: 10_per_genre #5: Memories/Past.
Summary: In this brave new world, Tom decides to find his ancestors, with a little help from a new friend.
Word count: 3945

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