Ally «my eyes are on you yeah» (kickawesome) wrote,
@ 2008-03-22 20:00:00

Current mood:	cheerful
Entry tags:	meme

[Meme] The S.S. Ay-You (by Ally!)
Ship any of my characters, past or present, with one of your characters that my character has never shipped with and perhaps you've wondered what would could have been. Even if it means one or both of our characters needs to switch which team their batting for. If you put a slash in it, I'll write it.

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	osteological 2008-03-23 02:16 am UTC (link)
	Bwahaha. West/John Griff/Lydia Uhhh. That's it for now. (Reply to this)(Thread)

West/John

kickawesome
2008-03-24 08:53 am UTC (link)

"Get off me, you filth!"

The lanky piece of meat was thrown like a limp sack of potatoes into a brick wall of the building opposite the one where John was standing. The body hit with a muted thud against the grey stone before dropping to a heap that sent up a faint cloud of dust from the cracked earth of the alley. John ignored the moans of pain from the other wizard and smooth the front of his cloak where the twit on the ground had grasped at while pleading for his life.

Was this trash really expecting John Mulciber of all people to show mercy? Not that the whiny arse-jockey even knew John's name. No, but he definitely knew that John wanted him dead. The face he'd made upon realizing that John was there to kill him - that had been absolutely priceless.

It was strange that the Quidditch player would be so unsuspecting. Honestly. Did he not realize his own stupidity? Parading around that he was a queer like that? It was a slap in every proper Pureblood's face. An example had to be made.

Approaching the mess he'd been sent to handle, John sneered at the disarmed man and knelt down to grab a tight fistful of brown hair. Giving the short locks a yank backward, John's other hand leveled his wand to the flesh of the exposed throat.

"Please. Please," the filth gasped, hands timidly raised in surrender. John didn't hear nearly as much fear in the voice as he would like. "I'll do anything--" Oh, like he hadn't heard that one before. "I'll--I'll even suck your fucking cock, mate. Just please don't kill me."

John's dark eyes narrowed. "You'll what?" he spat.

"Don't you know how good poufters are at sucking off other blokes?" the other wizard asked, voice going a little high when it shook. "Just--just give me five minutes--"

The wizard on the ground was interrupted with his own cry of pain when John yanked again on the fist of hair and slammed the man's head into the dirt. "I'm here to kill you for that, you fucking queer!" John seethed.

A shudder ran through the lanky twit's body and when his green eyes opened they were glistened with tears, but annoyingly enough, he kept begging. "It wouldn't make you a queer," the trash pressed hoarsely. "For all you and your prick know, it's just another bird's mouth. A really...trained bird's mouth." He gasped a breath. "And if you still want to kill me after that--"

"When I do want to kill you after that," John corrected evenly.

The other wizard flinched. "--then so be it. But at least you got your cock sucked." He gave John a determined look through a face etched with fear and desperation. Tears had run tracks down either stubbled cheek.

Just looking at the piece of filth disgusted John. But he also hated the fact that the poof was suddenly making valid point. This was his fucking wife's fault. She never gave him that kind of attention. No, she was much too proud for that sort.

Sighing in aggravation, John retracted the wand from beneath the wizard's chin. He stood and gave a harsh tug on the hair to indicate that the other man should follow. When the taller wizard attempted to stand though, John gave him a sharp kick to the chest which dropped the other man to the alley once more.

"Crawl like the beast you are," John growled as he began to drag the wizard toward the wall he'd previously tossed the man into. Obediently, the queer went to all-fours and trailed after John's lead.

In the shadow of the building, John cast a few glamors and pulled a stack of crates closer to shield their view from the street. He then glanced down at the man on his knees and saw a shudder run through the chiseled form.

At least you're getting your cock sucked.

John scowled and jerked the head of hair up toward his torso. The other man's nose slid roughly up to just below his naval and a warm breath pressed on his groin. John closed his eyes momentarily and both of his fists tightened on their grips when he felt a twitch of arousal.

"Make it quick," John edged out through a clenched jaw.

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	Re: West/John kickawesome 2008-03-24 08:54 am UTC (link)
	IDK WHY THAT CAME OUT AS AN ACTUAL FULL SCENE... (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	Re: West/John osteological 2008-03-24 06:42 pm UTC (link)
	BECAUSE JOHN HAS SEKRIT HOMOSEXUAL DESIRES. (Reply to this)(Parent)

Griff/Lydia

kickawesome
2008-03-26 01:25 am UTC (link)

Griff gritted his teeth and tried to hold out until she finished but when Lydia locked his stare with with hers and ground herself down into his hips in a circular motion that felt fucking amazing - he couldn't last any longer. Eyes squeezing shut, Griff inhaled harsly as his head and shoulders arched back into the mattress when he thrust upward. His hands blinding grabbed for either side of Lydia's waist and held her atop him as he lost all sense of being in the climax.

Then just as quickly as he'd tightened up, Griff went limp. He felt Lydia slide off his thighs and his lashes fluttered open, chest heaving as he nasally drew in deep breaths. He glanced over at the brunette who was watching him closely, likely to see how he was going to react and well, Griff wasn't entirely sure about that either. She was supposed to be his "therapy" and sure, the shag had been great but...he didn't feel any different.

"So, that's it?" he said breathlessly.

A smirk rose on Lydia's lips. "It may take more than one session, dear."

"Oh." A furrow of thought passed over his forehead. "There was something I was just wondering though."

One groomed brow rose expectantly.

"What do you use to moisturize? Your skin is bloody fantastic."

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