I just think this fits...

... was her mistake. At that moment The Elmo launched his load across her face, splashing into every cavity it could find. Nose. Eyes. Mouth. She winced back tears of sperm that soon shuddered burningly out and dropped down the side of her face. The Grover had already begun sliding her legs apart, and enjoyed the sound his soft furry testicles flapped against her thighs. The Count stepped back, ...

...actually appear too blinded by the Sign and its garish color scheme, just squinting at it a bit to get past the bright lights. Ask a question? Well, it just so happens that he has a very burningly important question on his mind, and so he asks it. "How do you convince someone who really needs a makeover to get one? Preferably without annoying them to the point they pull out their hidden staple ...

Narnia Fic; Loyalty (Part One)

... slept at all, yet again, and to top it off he finds himself in a state that Matron would say was highly unhealthy. In order to save the bedsheets and his pyjamas, and to escape a horrible, ear-burningly embarrassing lecture on self-abuse, he gets up early to wash in cold water. For the rest of the day he goes through his lessons like a ghost, barely paying attention, dying to get back to his bed,...

You Come To Me With Positions, You Come To Me With Excuses

...'s mouth when the extra stretch finally registered, pulling back and biting his lip harshly. God, too much, it was too much. Then he felt a soft hand encircle his ankle. What? Jon wished for sight burningly when suddenly a wet path was made up the bottom of his foot. He had a good feeling, of course, it was Brendon. There was a mouth on the back of each thigh, nibbling and sucking away, so...

BackHatching with Color, PART II - W'ren's POV

... lips narrowing further as N'tan shift-kicks the sand beneath the brown suede boots.   Shaking off the uncapped frustrations, the tall bronzed-haired man remains as silent as Rukbat overhead, and as burningly angry.   Winter Solstice Egg does nothing, still. It is out of place in this world of muggy heat and bugs, rain and sunshine. It is sulking. Waebren really doesn't want to ...

Fic: How to be a Hero (H/D, PG)

... the curse.   Until Potter took it from him. And used it to defeat The Dark Lord. Effortlessly, it seemed. No one had even screamed.   “I’m sorry,” he blurted, and felt burningly foolish once the words were out. He looked down at his feet, embarrassed.   “For what?” Draco thought Potter’s voice sounded critical.   He didn’t know what for. For everything. For...

Energon (the substance) questions

... and fics seem to be of the view that energon is in some way harmful if humans come in contact with it. Does anyone have any ideas about how it is harmful. Is it toxic to the touch? Burningly hot? Corrosive? Or is it OK to touch but harmful if ingested or if it got onto injured human flesh? If energon is too harmful/toxic, would coolant make a suitable subsutitute? Or coolant mixed with energon? ...

Drama, drama.

..., thin lips narrowing further as N'tan shift-kicks the sand beneath the brown suede boots. Shaking off the uncapped frustrations, the tall bronzed-haired man remains as silent as Rukbat overhead, and as burningly angry. Agitated is a good word for the state of the goldrider who's really attending the hatching more as a formality and as a 'family event' than as anything else since she cannot '...

Gunning Down Romance: Chapter IV, Part II

... he procured a very, very large card. Niko held it in both hands, and yet it was still larger than his armspan. ‘GET WELL’ was emblazoned on the card, and the afterimages of those burningly bright letters were still seared onto Brandon’s retinas when he looked away. The various scribbles and messages from his friends were on it, and he felt rather touched.   Niko smiled at the card ...

... his thighs flush against Frank's with a breathy sigh. "Luh- Like that? D'you like that?" Frank's nod is unsteady at best, because he does like it, even with the sensation of being exquisitely, burningly full of someone else. "Slow? Okay? And then." Paced words, like he should be breathing in between, even as he's resting his forehead on his wrists again, working on the taste of Spencer in his ...