lay down face up this time (AO3)

Rating: E

Pairing: Sike (Sam Denby/Michael "Mike" Downie)

Selected Tags: Intercrural Sex, Light Dom/sub, Showering Together

Summary/Excerpt:

Of course, it meant that Sam didn’t generally get to feel particularly small. Even in his various sports clubs he was a part of, he was usually the tallest. Which meant that while he was leaner than some of the guys shorter than him, he was still bigger overall. Most of the time, that was fine. Sam didn’t feel the need to feel small, not really. He was used to being in charge, used to being big.

So, fun fact, this is coming out of a first draft of Restorative Pain Play (doctors)! So there aren't any really great snippets, but have some bullet point thoughts:

started hockey "later", at 12

played defense as a child, switched in high school to left wing, stayed there throughout college

got a d1 scholarship for it

took a bad hit in his 4th year, which is what caused his hockey career to be over

also is what caused him to go into medicine!

fic will focus on a series of hockey/ice related emergency room visitors and pieces of Frank's history coming out

“Uh, you good in there Matt?” Alex called out, knocking a little louder.

Matt cleared his throat. “Yeah, yeah. Sorry. Not feeling great though, so I’m gonna have to turn down the casino run.” And it wasn’t even a lie. Score for Matt.

The knocking stopped, but then the handle was turning. Damn it, he hadn’t locked it. “Shit, okay. Well, I won’t go then. No fun by myself. What can I do-” Alex swung open the door before Matt had even gathered the brainpower to move. “Oh.” He said, staring Matt up and down.

Matt, who was standing in just his boxers, dickprint totally visible, probably flushed red, with an empty box of scent patches in one hand and the other halfway through yanking out a chunk of hair. Real smooth man, real smooth.

Of course you can! This fic was brought to you by me projecting my autistic tendencies on Mel (I have never felt so much like I was looking at a mirror until I interacted with with the fandom side and saw people looking at Mel how I look at myself). Specifically in relation to sex! The basic premise is that Mel wants sex, and Frank does his best to make that happen, even if it's not what would be "normal" for most people.

Snippet:

Mel wasn’t a blushing virgin. She had had sex before. She had had a decent amount of it, with a number of partners. 

She just didn’t enjoy it very much. Don’t get her wrong, she liked the intimacy of it all. But it was very overstimulating, and previous partners hadn’t really been considerate of that. It was often loud, and the sounds were ones she wasn’t used to. There were a lot of fluids, and Mel wasn’t a fan of those on her skin (work had gloves and long sleeves, sex did not). 

And then there was the matter of her. She didn’t like being touched, not really, beyond brief hugs and the occasional cuddle. So to have someone trying to get her off, with their hands or their penis or god forbid their mouth? Sensory hell, no thank you. 

takin me to places only he knows (AO3)

Rating: E

Pairing: Bam (Ben Doyle/Sam Denby)

Selected Tags: Kink Exploration, Public Sex, Established Relationship, Porn What Plot

Summary/Excerpt:

Mostly he enjoyed being a pretty niche internet celebrity. He had made good money, and definitely was recognized. But it was only every so often, and most fans were actually good about not approaching him. Ben and Adam got the same treatment. So most of the time, Sam blended in.

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Ben loved to watch. He loved to do, too, but watching was a different kind of fun. Sam and Adam had always been so damn competitive, and watching them turn sex into a competition made him incredibly horny.

Sometimes he got to be the object of the competition (he now knew through rigorous testing that his limit on orgasms in a two hour period was six, although he ran out of cum at orgasm number four). Sometimes sex wasn’t a competition, and it was just the three of them having fun.

But for Sam and Adam, competition was the ultimate fun, and Ben didn’t always feel like testing his limits in their pursuit for the answer of “who is The Best at sex” (the answer was that it was a tie, in Ben’s humble opinion). So sometimes, Ben got to sit back and watch Sam and Adam push each other to their limits.

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Sam took another breath. “Ben.” He was trying to get better at voicing his own desires, trying to get better at asking for what he needed before Ben had to force him there.

“Yeah?” Ben was sitting at his desk, turning back to look at Sam in the doorway of the office.

Sam bit his lip. “I… I am beginning to spin out. Everything about this situation, and the new season coming up, and the videos that are going out now, and I just… I need to stop thinking.” He looked over at Ben, who had one eyebrow raised in surprise.

“Okay. Do you want to kneel?” It had been their go to lately, an easy way for Sam to submit.

Sam took a deep breath, and shook his head. “No, well, not exactly. I want to suck you off.” He couldn’t stop thinking about how it had felt with Ben’s fingers in his mouth, how it felt like his brain had turned to static but in the best way possible. And he wanted to recreate that, but Ben was actively editing, and Sam didn’t want to interrupt that, not too much.

While Ben had been saying the past few days submission didn’t have to be sexual, and while Sam certainly understood that now, he didn’t even necessarily view this specific request as sexual. Sam needed something in his mouth, preferably a part of Ben, but Ben’s hands were busy, and his dick most certainly not.

They weren’t having sex, in fact Ben might not even get off. Sam just needed something in his mouth, needed it so bad he could feel the drool beginning to pool on his tongue.

“Please?” Sam added, watching as Ben’s face filtered through at least four distinct emotions before settling on what appeared to be ‘skeptical’, which was not the one Sam was hoping for.

“What‘a different?” Ben asked. “What will you get out of that that you won’t out of an alternative?”

Sam frowned. “You can just say no if you don’t want me to.”

Ben shook his head. “I’m not saying no. I’m asking you to explain yourself. I feel like you’re three steps ahead of me, dude. Bring me to where you are.”

in the end we'll be alright (AO3)

Rating: G

Pairing: Leverage OT3 (Eliot/Parker/Hardison)

Selected Tags: Domestic Fluff, Eliot Spencer Is a Secret Softy, they adopt a cat

Summary/Excerpt:

Parker rolled her eyes. “You would have had a warning if you hadn’t put WD-40 on these hinges.”

“Parker, normal people don’t need to have squeaky hinges in order to not startle their partners at 12:24 in the morning.” Eliot whisper-yelled back.

“Why are you whispering? Hardison is still up playing his elf game.” Parker frowned.

Eliot sighed. He pointed at the sink, currently overflowing with bubbles. And in the midst of all of them… “A cat!” Parker exclaimed, immediately stepping further into the bathroom.

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