Mission:Insane Fic Challenge

3 WALL-E Ficlets

Fri, 03 Jul 2009 21:50:30 GMT

(We've been celebrating WALL-E's one year anniversary over at the WALL-E fanfic comm, so these are each based on one of the songs from the soundtrack.)

Title: Sunday
Author: Netbug009
'Verse WALL-E
Characters/Pairings WALL-E/EVE
Rating K+
Warnings Spoilers
Disclaimer WALL-E belongs to Pixar, not me.
Summary Cause there's no blue Monday.
Table/Prompt Romance: Forever

Title: 2815
Author: Netbug009
'Verse WALL-E
Characters/Pairings WALL-E/EVE
Rating K+
Warnings Spoilers
Disclaimer WALL-E belongs to Pixar, not me.
Summary It starts bleak, and then, lightly, his true song fades in...
Table/Prompt Places: Home (subbed for changing room)

Title: WALL-E
Author: Netbug009
'Verse WALL-E
Characters/Pairings WALL-E/EVE
Rating K+
Warnings Spoilers
Disclaimer WALL-E belongs to Pixar, not me.
Summary The song is short-beated. Fun, but not flowing or romantic in any way.
Table/Prompt Romance: Attraction (subbed for Wine)

Ficlet: Three Minutes (Heroes)

Fri, 03 Jul 2009 03:54:01 GMT

Title: Three Minutes
Author: frozenfoxfire
Claim/Characters/Pairing (whatever applies): Heroes: general; Mohinder, Sylar, Molly; Mohinder/Sylar
Rating: G
Warnings: None, I don't think, unless you've not seen s1/s2..?
Disclaimer: I don't own Heroes.
Summary: Mohinder reminisces on who broke his old microwave (spectacularly).
Table/Prompt: Unthemed 1: Maple Syrup

Sylar sets the cheap bottle of maple syrup before him, and he smiles, just a little, as he reads the warning on the back. “Do not microwave with top closed, or product may spray”, it tells him, and he chuckles softly to himself, cocking his head and toying with the almost painfully hot plastic container. The syrup inside is the consistency of water, heated almost to the point of overkill, and he sighs.

“Mohinder?”

He looks up at the serial killer currently making him breakfast, gives a small smile. He knows that tone well enough – What’s the matter? You seem… lost.

“I’m fine. Honestly.”

“Mm.” Sylar turns away again, focusing on the pancakes he’s making, but Mohinder knows he’s suspicious. Shrugging it off, his gaze falls upon the microwave. It’s fairly new, having been purchased less than a year ago, its predecessor ending its long and (presumably) illustrious career in a gooey, syrupy mess.

“It’s like a nuclear reactor all its own,” Matt had said. “It either doesn’t get anything warm, or it sets it on fire.”

He shakes his head just slightly, licks his lips, focuses on the bottle. He can almost hear them quietly giggling. From what Matthew said, he and Molly had made a bet – it would only take five minutes in his father’s old microwave to make the bottle “spray”, or whatever it was supposed to do.

It took three minutes to make the newly purchased bottle explode.

When he got home, they looked scared at first, Mohinder’s obvious anger the driving force behind their downcast eyes and uneasy glances, but Molly couldn’t stop from giggling, and Matt couldn’t help but join her.

He fixes his eyes on the back of Sylar’s head, swallows. This man, the man he’s now been with for seven months, is the reason that sweet little girl – his girl, his daughter, his Molly – isn’t talking to him, and sadly enough, he continually chooses Sylar over her. Hopefully, he thinks, she’ll try to talk to him again, go beyond silently taking the little gifts he leaves at Matthew’s apartment and actually try talking …

But he doubts it. Instead, he’ll cling to these memories, wishing she was close, wishing he could continue to watch her grow.

Swallowing hard, he digs into the plate of pancakes before him, a solemn sniff the only sign of sadness.

Ficlet: '99' RW/DM R

Thu, 02 Jul 2009 04:47:12 GMT

Title - 99
Author - softly_sweetly
Beta - None, mistakes are mine alone
Rating - Soft R
Word Count - ~450
Characters/Pairings - Ron/Draco
Warnings/Kinks - Suggestion, Fluff, Implied Public Sex
Disclaimer - I own nothing but the plot lines. I make no money from this, and mean no offence by any scene depicted within this story. All characters depicted in sexual situations herein are above the age of consent.
Summary - Even Fortescue himself could not recreate the sheer perfectness of what the Muggles called a '99'.
Author's Notes - Written for prompt #5 People Are Staring from my mission_insane Pounce!Porn table.

Happy belated Birthday, wolfietala!

99

Ficlet: Seven Minutes in Heaven (HP, Hermione Granger)

Thu, 02 Jul 2009 03:33:38 GMT

Title: Seven Minutes in Heaven
Author: greenschist
'Verse: Harry Potter
Claim and Pairing: Hermione Granger, Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 710
Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling and Bloomsbury/Scholastic own Harry Potter, not I. This is merely a not-for-profit work of fannish devotion, and no infringement is intended.
Summary: A magical party game leads to a first kiss Hermione will never forget.
Notes: Written for kalina_blue for the prompt: first kiss, and for my 100quills table, prompt: magical.
Table/Prompt: Themed: Saucy: 01. Kiss.

commoneo [ema and lana skye]

Wed, 01 Jul 2009 19:01:42 GMT

Title: commoneo [1/10]
Author: Dictionary
Claim: Phoenix Wright: Ace Attorney general series
Character/Pairing: Ema and Lana Skye
Rating: G
Warnings: None.
Disclaimer: I own nothing! Please don't sue me.
Summary: She remembered it all so distinctly, and maybe that's why she's so weak.
Table/Prompt: (Auto)biography//Free Pick

Billy Mays here with Fake-Cut!

Ficlet: 'Curiosity Killed the Cat' HP/RW, R

Wed, 01 Jul 2009 05:12:38 GMT

Title - Curiosity Killed the Cat
Author - softly_sweetly
Beta - None, mistakes are mine alone
Rating - R
Word Count - ~400
Characters/Pairings - Harry/Ron, Highlight for spoiler pairing *Ron/Draco*
Warnings - Angst, Infidelity
Disclaimer - I own nothing but the plot lines. I make no money from this, and mean no offence by any scene depicted within this story. All characters depicted in sexual situations herein are above the age of consent.
Summary - I've been watching him for months, and something isn't right.
Author's Notes - Written for prompt #10 Miss You of my mission_insane Genre Table – Angst

Curiosity Killed the Cat

Learning to Grieve (Neville/Hugo)

Tue, 30 Jun 2009 15:10:07 GMT

Title: Learning to Grieve
Author: megans_writing
'Verse: Harry Potter
Claim/Characters/Pairing (whatever applies): Harry Potter-General.
Rating: PG
Warnings (inc. Spoilers): Cross!Gen. Slash. AU. Major Character Deaths. Angst.
Summary: Hugo grieves, but Neville is there for him.
Disclaimer: I don't own HP.
Table/Prompt: Emotions table. #2-sad

Fic: Dance With Me (HP, Hermione Granger)

Mon, 29 Jun 2009 23:41:53 GMT

Title: Dance with Me
Author: greenschist
'Verse: Harry Potter
Claim and Pairing: Hermione Granger, Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy
Rating: PG
Word Count: 586
Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling and Bloomsbury/Scholastic own Harry Potter, not I. This is merely a not-for-profit work of fannish devotion, and no infringement is intended.
Summary: The tango is the very definition of flirtation.
Notes: Written moons ago for elegantsundance for the luvlikerockets gift exchange, prompt: ballroom dancing.
Table/Prompt: Fluff Table, prompt #5: Dance.

Reason (Gen)

Mon, 29 Jun 2009 19:55:45 GMT

Title: Reason
Author: megans_writing
'Verse: Harry Potter
Claim/Characters/Pairing (whatever applies): Harry Potter-General.
Rating: G
Warnings (inc. Spoilers): Eh. General Weasley facts. Nothing major.
Summary: Wonder why Percy wants to be the best?
Disclaimer: I don't own HP.
Table/Prompt: unthemed table 4. #4-worthless

Draco's Trick (Draco/Hermione)

Sun, 28 Jun 2009 16:26:58 GMT

Title: Draco's Trick
Author: megans_writing
'Verse: Harry Potter
Claim/Characters/Pairing (whatever applies): Harry Potter-General.
Rating: PG
Warnings (inc. Spoilers): Het.
Summary: Draco can't stand hot weather.
Disclaimer: I don't own HP.
Table/Prompt: het table. #8-breeze

Fic: 'I Must Not Torment Trainees' Ron/Draco NC17

Sat, 27 Jun 2009 04:34:05 GMT

Title - I Must Not Torment Trainees
Author - softly_sweetly
Beta - K, L, N and M – thanks, lovelies!
Rating - NC17
Word Count - ~1,800
Characters/Pairings - Ron/Draco
Warnings/Kinks - PWP; A little bit of rimming, bondage, and dirty talk; Blood-play; Auror!fic
Disclaimer - I own nothing but the plot lines. I make no money from this, and mean no offence by any scene depicted within this story. All characters depicted in sexual situations herein are above the age of consent.
Summary - Draco needs taking down a peg or two, and Ron's just the man for the job
Author's Notes - Written for icanhaspancake over at hp_porninthesun. Counts to prompt #2 Working of my mission_insane Themed Table: Saucy

I Must Not Torment Trainees

there are ghosts here

Thu, 25 Jun 2009 20:46:13 GMT

Title: there are ghosts here
Author: Dictionary
Claim: Phoenix Wright: Ace Attorney general series
Character/Pairing: Celeste Inpax, implied past Matt/Celeste and Celeste/Adrian
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I own nothing! Please don't sue me.
Summary: Celeste does not consider herself vengeful. (Much.)
Table/Prompt: Emotions//Vengeful

But all of the boys and all of the girls are begging to IF YOU SEEK FAKECUT

Eight Letters That Changed Everything (SG-1: Daniel/Vala)

Tue, 23 Jun 2009 04:20:46 GMT

Title: Eight Letters That Changed Everything
Author: ilerya82
'Verse: Stargate: SG-1
Claim/Pairing: Daniel Jackson/Vala Mal Doran
Rating:
Warnings: DV Established – This one is fluffier than marshmallows ;)
Disclaimer: Stargate SG-1 does NOT belong to me... I can’t stress this enough! I’m just a little fangirl... No money has changed hands to bring you this little, ahem, ficlet. Although, there may have been a little cookie bribery to get me to write this in the first place ;)
Summary: An eight letter answer to a crossword puzzle will change their lives forever.
Table/Prompt: Un-themed #8 / Father

(The sun was high in the sky...)

Watchmen - 4 drabbles

Sun, 21 Jun 2009 23:19:38 GMT

Title: Back And Forth
Fandom: Watchmen
Pairing/Characters: Eddie Blake/Adrian Veidt
Rating: Hard R
Summary: Their story, told in drabbles.
Notes: Four drabbles written for the #5 Unthemed table (03. fall, 06. breathless, 09. return, & 10. grieve)

Fall
They’ve moved so often through the darkness together that this feels like simple repetition. Hands grasp, backs slam against walls, legs tangle, breath rasps. Eddie is getting old, but he’s still quick, still brutally powerful.

Not quick enough.

Eddie recognizes him. He laughs, whispers, “Mother forgive me.” There is sick, sad gratitude in his eyes. Blood drips thick and dark from the corner of his mouth.

The yellow arc sodium streetlights flicker fitfully as glass shatters. He watches until the body hits the ground, one last gesture of romance towards a man who has never cared and never will again.

Breathless
It is his first time in costume, and Eddie finds him. His fists fall fast and hard, too much too soon, and Adrian is barely conscious when he’s shoved against the wall. His strong legs are kicked open. Hips press against his ass. It feels like it is all happening to someone else.

Eddie shoves in, murmuring filthy words that sound like poetry. His hands wrap in Adrian’s cape, twisting and pulling until it drapes across Adrian’s face, covers him. He screams, struggles, claws at the cloth, and behind him Eddie laughs.

“Poor little faggot,” he growls. “There’s your mask.”

Return
He always comes back.

No love is lost between them, no sentiment expressed. The sex is good, the best; Adrian is cold in life and a whore in bed, clawing and screaming, begging for more, moaning Eddie’s name like a benediction. It’s how he’s always wanted Sally and that enrages him and touching turns to violence.

Adrian takes that as well, wears the bruises like jewels. He is infuriatingly perfect, utterly untouchable. Eddie hates him, hates his austere tower, hates fucking him on Egyptian cotton sheets. But hate can’t compete with Adrian and so it continues, back and forth forever.

Grieve
It rains at the funeral, so typical that it smacks of unintentional irony. Words are mouthed, a flag is folded. Everyone watches them lower the coffin. No one cries. They are disturbed that he is gone, but no one is sorry. No one misses him.

They file away from the grave, silent. There’s an emptiness inside Adrian, a hollowness at the heart of his resolve. He is haunted, by blood and glass and the inability to express the guilt that eats him alive.

He waves away his umbrella and the rain falls on his cheeks and weeps in his place.

Sun, 21 Jun 2009 20:57:02 GMT

Title: Our Solution
Author: slasherfersure
'Verse: Heroes/Scrubs/Wicked
Claim/Characters/Pairing (whatever applies): Claire Bennet, John Dorian, Glinda, The Wizard
Rating: PG-13
Warnings (inc. Spoilers): Spoilers up to the middle of the third season of Heroes; the ending of Wicked; eighth season of Scrubs. Sexual innuendo, death, violence, torture.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything in this work of fiction. I make no money off of this.
Summary: Mohinder locates the only man who can stop Sylar - a man by the name of John Dorian. His special power is forever canceling the powers of another by touching them, but it's dormant. In order to activate it, Claire must help him find the magical green elixir that Matt drew. As soon as that happens, JD will finally be able to stop Sylar once and for all.
Table/Prompt: Un-Themed Table 6/02. Special

I killed a Fae, I liked it (1/10), H/D, NC-17 overall

Sun, 21 Jun 2009 07:50:46 GMT

Title: I killed a Fae, I liked it (1/10)
Author: mae_linda
Beta: autumn_veela ♥
'Verse: Harry Potter
Claim/Characters/Pairing (whatever applies) : Harry Potter general
Rating: NC-17, eventually
Warnings (inc. Spoilers) : DH, possibly
Disclaimer:The stories herein are based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoat Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Summary: Aurors Potter and Malfoy join forces with Auror Ron Weasley and Magical Supervisor Charlie Weasley to crack a case of violence against magical creatures. Problems arise, especially since the new Auror Division is dead set on finding the criminal by whatever means necessary.
Features car chases, driving under the influence of Veela charm and much innuendo.
Table/Prompt:Themed table #1 prompt #8 Don’t Dream It, Be It, table found here

I killed a Fae, I liked it

~*~ Prologue~*~

The first summer after the end of the war, the Ministry of Magic’s statistics had showed two things. Firstly, there was a boom in the appearance of magical creatures, among which were Veelas, Vampires and Werewolves. And secondly, many of these were both powerful and interested in an Auror career. After some debate, the strategy implemented was the following – in order to keep a constant eye on them, Auror partnerships were created between a magical creature and a wizard’s whose magic was compatible. Potter, of course, was paired with Malfoy, who was part-Veela.

When the lists regarding the then-new partnerships became public knowledge at the Ministry, many people wondered at the volatile nature of the Potter-Malfoy partnership. Bets had been placed regarding how long it would last. So far, however, it had lasted two years and eleven months. Not only that, but their efficiency in the field was legendary. The joke went that said efficiency was due to their instructor during the Trainee program, Alastor Moody, and neither bothered to deny those rumours.

Everything was alright with the world and the Aurors were making preparations to celebrate the three year mark of their new Department when it began. The newspapers hailed it as the most horrific thing since Voldemort, but truthfully no one felt the same fear and anger, especially the Creatures in the Department. A Creatures Criminal was in town.

~*~ Chapter One ~*~

Junior Trainee Alex Turner was confused. He was meant to attend a lecture but something kept bothering him. He had found a note in his pocket that he was sure he had not put there. The problem was, he couldn’t decided who would believe him if he showed it to them.

He was just walking past the cafeteria when he noticed the one person who would listen; after all, he had done so in the past. Quickening his steps, Turner just caught Auror Potter as he was trying to open his office door, the attempt made difficult by the two cups of coffee in his hands.

“May I help you?” Turner asked, not sure he wanted to show the note in the corridor.

Harry heard the offer and turned, glad for the help. Then he took a good look at the Trainee and frowned. Something was off. Handing over the coffees, he turned, dismantled the wards and reclaimed the cups, motioning for the kid to come inside.

Three minutes later, Turner had blurted out what had been bothering him, together with the details of how he came by the note. Then he excused himself to go to class.

When Draco opened the door he found Harry in a state of contained agitation and with two cups of cold coffee in front of him. Tsking, Draco vanished the offensive brew then met Harry eyes. And froze.

“We have a case,” Harry murmured, handing over something small and white. It smelled like fear and something that could only be death -- Creature death. Draco lost it. He let go of the note and screamed.

TBC

Letting His Guard Down (Draco/Hermione)

Sat, 20 Jun 2009 20:56:16 GMT

Title: Letting His Guard Down
Author: megans_writing
'Verse: Harry Potter
Claim/Characters/Pairing (whatever applies): Harry Potter-General.
Rating: G
Warnings (inc. Spoilers): Het. Unrequited love.
Summary: "Unfortunately, he'd been stupid enough to fall in love with the future Mrs. Weasley."
Disclaimer: I don't own HP.
Table/Prompt: emotions table #9-confused

a man of class

Sat, 20 Jun 2009 03:34:50 GMT

Title: a man of class
Author: Dictionary
Claim: Phoenix Wright: Ace Attorney general series
Character/Pairing: Shelly de Killer
Rating: PG
Warnings: Spoilers for JFA.
Disclaimer: I own nothing Ace Attorney related! Please don't sue me.
Summary: De Killer didn't sacrifice class for business.
Table/Prompt: Unthemed 7//Pride

This fakecut is OVER 9000

remembering barcelona

Wed, 17 Jun 2009 17:58:27 GMT

Title: remembering barcelona
Author: Dictionary
Claim: Phoenix Wright: Ace Attorney general series
Character/Pairing: Juan Corrida's mother (OC)
Rating: PG
Warnings: None.
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Summary: The streets of Barcelona were haunted in her eyes.
Table/Prompt: Travel//Barcelona
Notes: This uses a fair bit of headcanon. Suspend your disbelief for just a bit and you should be okay.

Can't read my, can't read my fakecuuuut

my forever means nothing

Tue, 16 Jun 2009 04:17:18 GMT

Title: my forever means nothing
Author: Dictionary
Claim: Phoenix Wright: Ace Attorney general series
Character/Pairing: Dahlia Hawthorne/Maya Fey
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Incest.
Summary: Her little cousin, her victory.
Table/Prompt: Femslash//Watched

Yes, but can it fakecut?

WALL-E: Extraction

Mon, 15 Jun 2009 02:47:48 GMT

Title: Extraction
Author: Netbug009
'Verse WALL-E
Characters/Pairings WALL-E/EVE
Rating K+
Warnings Spoilers
Disclaimer WALL-E belongs to Pixar, not me.
Summary Suddenly, EVE's old problems seemed so small.
Table/Prompt Phrases: It's all fun and games until somebody loses an eye.

FAK-E CUT

Watchmen - Patterns - Dan/Rorschach

Sun, 14 Jun 2009 23:31:14 GMT

Title: Patterns
Fandom: Watchmen
Claim: General
Pairing/Characters: Rorschach/Dan Dreiberg
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Things stay the same, even when they change.
Notes: Written for Porn Battle VIII & prompt #05 (regret) of the Angst table.

Main Table
Angst Table

It’s the sound he can’t tolerate, flesh-slapping sweat slick filthy noise that it is, so he moves with care, in and out slowly. His fingers, rudely stripped of their comfortable soft leather skin, grasp hips gone soft with idleness. Daniel’s flesh is pliable, cushioned by layers of fat which, on anyone else, would be cause for disgust, but which is only natural on Daniel. Even when he was young, hard muscle and glittering eyes, he was soft. Rorschach never touched that other Daniel, can’t even imagine it. That man seems like a stranger now.

It’s better that way.

Daniel talks to the pillow, murmuring empty endearments to a man he’s never seen. In a strange way, it reassures; that the mask or the dark is constantly between them ensures that Daniel is kept separate from Walter, though why that is so deeply important is something that he prefers not to consider. Ostensibly, there is the problem of protecting his identity, but when Daniel focuses on him, when his dark eyes trace the intricacies of the patterns that flicker across the mask, he knows that there is more to it than that.

*

A stranger’s face stares at him.

Ugly. Human. Vulnerable. He raps his knuckles against the mirror and his expression remains the same. He is accustomed to the mask reflecting his emotions, responding to the microscopic flexing of his facial muscles, the varying blood flow just beneath his skin. Smiling, frowning, screaming, it has all been rendered pointlessly complex. If he leaves the mask off for too long the expressions slowly return, but now, with it pushed up over his forehead, his face is frozen.

He reaches down, touches with hesitant fingertips the wetness on his belly. The mirror is too high to show it, and for that he is grateful. There’s too much filth and shame in the world; he doesn’t need to look at his own.

He raps again and the corner of his mouth twitches. If he stays much longer, he won’t be able to stop himself. His knuckles are already criss-crossed with thin white scars, souvenirs of past exercises in mirror-gazing. A tremor runs through his body and is echoed by a knocking at the door.

He stares a moment longer, then yanks down the mask and turns off the light.

“Coming, Daniel…”

*

Daniel bites the pillow when he comes, keens high in his throat. His fingers, which were wrapped around his own prick, release it and flutter back to grip Rorschach’s thighs. They are wet and warm and greedy, and he turns his head to plead breathlessly, straining to see over his shoulder. It’s always the way. Rorschach hesitates.

He pulls out, flips Daniel onto his back. There is a moment of stunned silence between them, and then he’s back inside, pushing deeper than he ever has before, frantically faster until his hands are shaking where they’re braced on either side of Daniel’s head. The sound of fucking fills his ears, slick flesh and quick breath and soft little cries, and he feels dirty, like a traitor to some undefined cause. He has fallen and been sucked into the mire of filth and degradation with the rest of them, and the realization is not enough to stop him.

Frantic fingers find the edge of the mask, hook and pull, and suddenly cool air strikes his cheeks, whistles into his lungs, and he cries out hoarsely. It is dark, but not so dark that Daniel cannot make out the lines of his face, and he starts to recoil. Not quickly enough; Daniel’s fingers grip his hair hard, pull him down into a bruising kiss. The shock of it sends him over the edge. He comes with a snarl, hips grinding convulsively against Daniel’s ass as he pours out his shame.

It’s the first time he’s ever come inside Daniel. Before, he always refrained or pulled out. Daniel stares up at him and his face is warm with pleasure and awe.

“Rorschach,” he murmurs, trailing his fingers across an exposed cheek. Rorschach snatches up the mask and retreats to the safety of the bathroom.

*

He sits at the foot of the bed, fully clothed, and watches Daniel sleep. Patterns bloom across the mask, whirling and flickering with feverish intensity. He imagines that he can feel them as they shift, dark shadows caressing his face, wiping away all of the damage that he has done. It is the first step in distancing himself from what happened tonight, in making things right again.

He leans forward, presses the tips of his gloved fingers to Daniel’s ankle. He stirs slightly, murmuring as he slowly drags himself into wakefulness. By the time he manages to sit up and rub his eyes open, Rorschach is gone, and only the smell of sweat and sex that lingers in the room shows that he was ever there at all.

faith is optional

Sun, 14 Jun 2009 05:55:59 GMT

Title: faith is optional
Author: Dictionary
Claim: Phoenix Wright: Ace Attorney general series
Character/Pairing: Maya-centric, mentions of others
Rating: PG
Warnings: None.
Summary: Things had irrevocably shifted.
Table/Prompt: Angst//Change
Notes: I've got a shiny new writing journal, but my table is still here at LJ. I hope that's alright.

Hi it's Vince with Fakecut! You'll be in a great mood all day 'cause you'll be fakecutting your troubles away.

Now For Something Different

Thu, 11 Jun 2009 20:25:37 GMT

Now For Something Different
Pairing: Mohinder x Elle
Summary: Elle was a bit kinky but you would never catch Mohinder complaining.
Word Count: 1,757
Rating: NC 17
Warnings: smut, glorious smut, dirty talk, pegging, oral sex

Written for perdiccas and the mission_insane kink table: prompt: leather.

( Mohinder had had good sex, bad sex and everything in between but he had never had sex as exciting as that with Elle. )

Wed, 10 Jun 2009 22:59:40 GMT

Title: An Interesting Lack of Jet Lag
Universe: Heroes
Characters: Daphne, Mohinder, Matt
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I do not own Heroes
Summary: Daphne and Mohinder sneak around behind Matt's back.
Table: Crimes Prompt: Treason