requiem

...then flipped Mick onto his stomach. Mick felt his jeans and underwear being roughly pulled down around his knees..., they waited for the last residual pulsations to fade away, and then shifted down to the floor. ... and chin. Mick’s silk shirt, and denim jeans clung saturated to his body, outlining flesh and ...With a Vampire’s strength, Josef rented Mick’s jeans and underwear in two, and then tore Mick’...

Happy Holidays, writingpickle!

... face. David leans over, put his arms around Cook’s neck, trying to comfort him. "Maybe it'll fade with the moonlight, or after Yule is over." Cook’s voice is muffled. "You might be right, or ... the winter sidewalks. he wears a coat and a wooly sweater that makes his sensitive skin itch, and thick jeans on his legs, and gloves on his hands, but his fingers are still cold. david is too fascinated ...

...big on her body and pair of the most comfortable jeans she could find in her closet - when the door... in for skate shoes and a pair of skinny jeans but that glow of pleasure on her skin made it... Cass ultimately wanted. Sure her thing for Rome might fade in time but for now the handsome werewolf was ... legs, still wearing a very nice pair of skinny jeans, blocked the door. He, like Anya Carter, had died...

Happy Yule Balls, thilia!

...against the thick fabric of his jeans. Without warning Scorpius's hips slammed... wiping her hands on her jeans. She glanced around, and James was...the timeless beauty of it to fade away. James knew they had ... the waistbands of Scorpius's jeans and pants and slowly pulling ... palm against it through his jeans. "No," Scorpius said quickly. "No ... the button on her slim jeans, slipping it through the hole. ...

...into the sun, Josh following, pawing at his belt as he hitches his jeans up on the way. Rhys can’t help but laugh, despite how he... really...’ he insists. Faris stares in a way that makes Rhys’ smile fade, unnerved – the moment is lost, in seconds, as he shrugs and mutters ..., pushing his hair out of his eyes, a nervous tug at his jeans. ‘Am going to talk to you later.’ The second half of the sentence...

Unto Certain Poor Shepherds; Dean/Cas Christmas Fic!

... and his nostrils decide to contract to half their usual size, and he sticks his hands in his jeans pockets almost immediately against the cold. He's halfway across the street when he sees the child nod,... "Tidings of comfort and joy, comfort and joy, Oh tidings of comfort and joy. " Then the lights fade, until the church is lit only by flickering candles, and there is a still silence for just a ...

Happy Yule Balls, silent_cassia!

... pauses, and the way he looks up at Neville through his thick, pale lashes makes his wrecked face fade out completely. "You're a mate, you know. A real good one." He lurches forward and plants a...a fine dusting of blonde hair softening the lines of his body but no freckles to speak of. His jeans are scruffy and black, one button undone, making him look all the paler. His skinny chest is crisscrossed...

... entered into the living room, I saw that same goddess, dressed in modern casual clothing (t-shirt, jeans) and eating pizza with one of my roommates (whom I could not identify). That friend said something ...? Why can't I live my dreams?" I became increasingly frustrated and the world started to blur and fade. God disappeared. I woke up, for real this time. Perhaps this is the first step into lucid ...

EVEN TRADE Part III

... finally crawled off of him and House turned on his left side, willing the soreness in his anus to fade, the twitching in his leg to still, the swelling in his lip to go down, and a terrible ... occasion the excitement didn't quite cut it for him. House showered, shrugged into his shirt and pulled jeans up over burning cheeks. As was his habit, Royston was already gone. House took a cab home. ...

Fic: The Radio Wedding 'Verse: The Sex Night

... enough to undress. Jensen watched the sadness fade slowly from Jared’s face as he ... navy box from the pocket of his jeans, “Okay. Here.” Jensen glanced at Jared, smirking... biting at the fly of Jensen’s jeans, “Why yes, yes I do.” Jensen ... laughed and went back to Jensen’s jeans, working them down his legs and tugging ... in his head while he undid his jeans. Jensen curled into himself as he giggled ...