Pistachio, Chocolate, Nectarine, and a Brownie.

...of the bed. After some maneuvering, they managed to roll the bed out of the room, and Brittany waved the other two off. “Thanks guys. I can take it from here.” They waved, and wished me luck before skittering off to their own patients. “I assume your father told you Christian is coming up?” Mom asked, holding onto a side rail on the bed. “Yeah. When's he getting here?” I needed to be able to ...

The Rock Star & The Dumb American: Snowed In Fun

... "Oooh, I like that sort of approach, how they keep sort of moving toward and away, the teasing." He grinned as one of the men on the screen smirked up at the other, little kisses skittering across skin, toward and away, never quite brushing the most sensitive parts. " Teasing is fun," Aoba grinned, lashes fluttering slightly under the hair petting. The touch was soothing, Genma's shoulder warm ...

[fanfic] TH "I Will Touch a Hundred Flowers"

... took a long moment to gather his scattered wits, which was made more difficult when suspended arousal was blazing through his veins and Thomas was fisting his cock, fingers sliding up and down the shaft, one fingertip skittering over the leaking slit at the tip. Then he recalled the crack Thomas had made, and he did his best to stutter his way through it in its entirety. "F-fuck you, To-Tomi!" "...

... of someone without barriers. My hand cradles her head from the side, thumb on cheek, and her hair falls over my fingers. It crawls out from my brain like a spider's nest in the spring, skittering over the fronds of my nervous system with a million uncountable legs. The mother spider, couched in web, watching the swarm dissipate over the meadow. I'm addicted to this; to desiring. I don't know if ...

SECRET SANTA: WHERE GOES THE ANCHOR

... surface of a table that only has eight legs. With shallow gasps, America bucks against his weight, his knees capturing the sharp points of England’s hips and holding him there fast, like an embrace, fingers skittering over flesh and finding all the delicate and sad parts of England, taking him apart. They are taking each other apart, England realizes. And he wants to stop, but he can’t. He can’...

『13』mona lisa smile → overly detailed anon

... off to find Junsu, before turning back to Donghae. “Alright,” he says and that’s that. Donghae’s sixteen when Hyukjae first kisses him, a quick press of lips at the side of his mouth before he’s skittering away. He doesn’t try to chase after him, late for practice already, but he does vow to hunt him down later. When he does find him, he’s clinging to Junsu and Sungmin, and he looks at ...

DOLLHOUSE: The Christmas Spirit

... look for just a moment longer, and then nods to the stunted Christmas tree in the corner of his office. "You need to get rid of that." Topher eyes her for a second, lips pressed together, eyes skittering over her face like he's afraid to let them rest there too long, like he's fighting not to focus on the scars. They weren't ever friends, but since the incident, he's... uncomfortable around her....

[Fic] Moment of Yew (pt. 2) - for yue_ix

... was how Arthur found himself walking shoulder to shoulder with Morgana, warily flanked by nine clicking, skittering monsters who he now saw resembled nothing so much as creatures from a child's story,... her eyes finally shocked almost present, she complied. They took off, leaping over piles of skittering rushes that also tried to dodge the oncoming boar, though haphazardly and with less success. ...

Fic: Pay No Worship to the Garish Sun (McKay/Sheppard, R)

...dangerous areas of the station. The places that should be abandoned, that should open onto balconies where the water was serene, where the sky shown with brilliant, far away color. But there was too much noise. Skittering that made John's skin crawl. Howls from behind walls. Rodney's whimpering. "It's gone too far," Lorne said. That's what he'd been saying for years. Rodney said, "We don'...

[What Dreams May Come] Emerging from the Labyrinth (Dec. 9th)

... setting down the glass he was clutching, is accepting the blanket because Mildmay is giving it to him, he's nodding and standing with his brother's help, when one of Nightwing's words filters in to the skittering mess of his mind, and he pauses. "The Page is out of the Labyrinth," Felix tells Mildmay, and against all odds, he smiles a tiny smile. With one hand on his brother's arm for support, ...