Frank is a late night DJ, Gerard is an avid listener.
Zac Dalpe comes back, then he and Anthony Stewart bone.
Because the second that Killmonger touches him, the second that his hands are on T’Challa’s bare skin, wrapped around his throat–T’Challa can feel him, every inch of him, Killmonger’s rapid heartbeat, his too-quick breathing, the adrenaline coursing through his body, the fear and rage and confusion, all of it running through T’Challa’s mind like a spark of fire along dry grass.
“No, no, no,” and T’Challa thinks it’s his own voice speaking until he feels the puffs of air against his fac…
Because the second that Killmonger touches him, the second that his hands are on T’Challa’s bare skin, wrapped around his throat–T’Challa can feel him, every inch of him, Killmonger’s rapid heartbeat, his too-quick breathing, the adrenaline coursing through his body, the fear and rage and confusion, all of it running through T’Challa’s mind like a spark of fire along dry grass.
“No, no, no,” and T’Challa thinks it’s his own voice speaking until he feels the puffs of air against his face, until he realizes that it’s Erik speaking, his own face inches away from T’Challa’s as he says, “Not you, not you.”
Tribute to Kitaoka Shuichi. Song by Queen.
Written for a prompt at The Borgias Kink Meme. All of Naples is mad.
Summer in Raleigh.
Poor Peter, you see, had just realized that he was going to be King of Narnia, and I hope you do not think less of him when I tell you that he lost his breakfast in the heather.
How fitting that it should come down to these two.
"A girl's got to be careful of men. I hope you don't mind me saying so."
Eddie has a horny alien living in his head and a functional dick, and the combination almost immediately becomes a problem.