Welcome to the First Primeval Comment!Porn Spam!

[fredbassett]

Aided and abetted by entangled_now     , fredbasset     Productions welcomes you to the first ever Primeval Comment!Porn Fest. here you will hopefully find an ever-growing list of comment!porn drabbles, so please feel free to come and play. No pairing is taboo, and nothing is too inappropriate! Use it as an opportunity to write mini-smut drabblets so offensively outrageous that you would blush to host them on your own LJ, or anywhere else for that matter, but here? No worries, you're amongst friends!! There are No Rules. Anything goes, no warnings needed, as hopefully my Perv's Setting is fully enabled. Comment drabblets can be as short or as long as you like, and feel free to set up a comment!porn orgy by joining in other threads! oddegg   , if you want to try your hand at Leek!Porn, we won't stop you, but we might hide under the bed, screaming!  Anyone is welcome to add to this thread at any time!!

Authors now include : entangled_now, deinonychus_1, telperion_15, dopeydora_67, admiralandrea, onigaminanashi, barefoot_starz, noxnoctisanima, byrons_brain, emmademarais, rodlox and a Special Guest Appearance by munchkinofdoom, introducing us to Ryan/Sheppard!!!

Multiple pairings, including SGA crossovers (Ryan/Lorne and Ryan/Sheppard).

Warning!  Loads of lovely Gun!kink.

And don't forget to check all the minimised threads carefully, as you will find porn lurking everywhere, like little prezzies hidden on a great big Christmas tree!!!!!!!

And still the threads keep expanding ............., 

Comments

[fredbassett]

Ryan hated meetings at the best of times, and this wasn't the best of times.

Cutter and Lester were snarking like a pair of kids and he'd given up trying to keep score about half an hour ago. Connor was still in full flow on the subject of some gizmo he wanted to build, and Leek kept muttering about Budget Constraints. Ryan contemplated the ramifications of shoving a stapler up the irritating little sod's arse. There was one on the table just in front of him.

What he wanted more than anything was a beer, followed by a fuck, and at the moment he wasn't too fussy about who it was with, or where.

The arguments buzzed round the room like particularly irritating wasps, and Ryan's thoughts drifted off elsewhere ...............

[entangled-now.livejournal.com]

There was one on the table just in front of him

Lol! I love the way Ryan's threats have attention to detail! Yay for the smashed bottle!

[deinonychus-1.livejournal.com]

Breathe.

But he’s not sure he can. Hot water cascades into his face, hot, everything is too hot, in every sense of the word. His body is slick, and he’s not sure where sweat ends and too-hot water begins. He’s burning, and it hurts, but not enough to make him want to stop. He tries to breathe but he’s drowning in the torrent. He wants to move, but that isn’t allowed.

It’s academic anyway, he can’t move far. Despite the heat of the shower, the billowing steam, somehow the steel cuffs around his wrists are still cold.

He can’t breathe, and he can’t help it any more, he tries to move his face out of the water.

Stephen slams hard into him from behind.

“I didn’t say you could move.”

He nods, silently, and stays still.

Connor will breathe when Stephen lets him.

[entangled-now.livejournal.com]

*is dead*

Really, really loves this...

Ryan's Fantasy, Part 1

[fredbassett]

Cutter.

Ryan wondered what he'd be like to shag. Was it possible to come in a regional accent? If it was, he'd bet Cutter would manage it.

The guy looked good wet, he had to give him that, and he'd sure as hell been wet yesterday. Wet and muddy. Jeans clinging to his hips like a second skin, even tighter than Stephen normally wore his, and that was saying something.

Narrow hips, bones that would bruise nicely, tight ass. Ryan would bet good money on the Professor's ass being tight ............

Re: Ryan's Fantasy, Part 1

[deinonychus-1.livejournal.com]

"Was it possible to come in a regional accent?"

love it. Mmmmmm.... distracted by wet!Nick.

[entangled-now.livejournal.com]

Lester rather thinks he's doing marvelous job of not being awake. It's something he doesn't particularly work hard at, which makes a nice change.

Though Ryan isn't exactly making it easy.

He's doing something clandestine further down the bed, something clandestine that involves dragging what feels suspiciously like straps up the bare length of his thighs.

"What are you doing?" Lester asks, and he's not particularly pleased at the fact that he's now no longer quite as asleep as he was before.

There's no answer, just another drag of material that shifts his thigh in a most unnerving way and a quiet but altogether more suspicious click. It's not the sort of click that Lester has experience with but it's vaguely familiar all the same.

Self-preservation if nothing else demand he look.

His legs are very heavy, and apparently now armed.

"Please tell me those aren't loaded?"

"They're not loaded," Ryan says simply, which isn't really a comforting thought.

"And you felt the need to arm me because."

"I was practicing my stealth tactics," Ryan says, in a voice that's entirely too obedient and sensible to be believed. It's a very military sort of bullshit.

"Really?"

"Yes."

"And not in fact using those stealth tactics that cost the taxpayer millions of pounds to entertain yourself?"

Ryan raises an eyebrow, and Lester debates prodding at that interesting expression for a long moment.

"Are they supposed to be this tight?"

"Yes," Ryan says, and his voice is drifting curiously into a range that's all throat and distraction.

Lester lifts a foot and pushes, Ryan bends with the movement, until he comes to a point where he's forced to either fall on his back or push against it.

He falls on his back, which is a particularly attractive position for him.

Lester follows, because how could he not. When he shifts to his knees the straps dig in sharply and it takes a moment to work out how to move, how to shift up the bed far enough that he can knock Ryan's legs closer together and carefully swing a leg over his waist.

And it really is very distracting having extra weight there.

Ryan makes a noise when the straps slide and catch on his waist, a noise that he seems completely unable to keep in his throat.

Oh this could be interesting, this could be very interesting indeed.

[deinonychus-1.livejournal.com]

oooooh! Combat!kink FTW.

[dopeydora-67.livejournal.com]

Nick
I glanced across the room at Stephen, who was once again shamelessly flirting with Abby, I watched his muscles ripple and flex under his casual white tee shirt a smattering of dark chest hair showing, and I imagined myself kneeling before him, my forehead resting against the firmness of his belly, his cock in my mouth.

[fredbassett]

Yummy!!!

[onigaminanashi.livejournal.com]

People always assumed soldiers were cold in matters of love and sex. That was only partly true. They got just as hot as the next person, but the gun barrel trailing up the back of Ryan’s leg left goose bumps in its wake. The barrel slid between the soldier’s legs and behind his balls to slide up to the small of his back, sliding wetly through the lube from a previous fucking.

Ryan squirmed, muscles straining against the leather straps that held him spread eagle on the bed and tried to look over his shoulder at the figure kneeling between his thighs. “If you’ve gotten lube up the barrel of that gun-”

“Quiet Captain.” The words were punctuated with a sharp pinch, and Ryan jerked, arching against the leather.

[fredbassett]

WOW, we clearly inhabit the same mental places, sweetie!! HOT!!!!!!!!!

[fredbassett]

Connor didn't have a very large collection of porno mags, but he did have a couple, stashed under the bed, next to the packet of condoms he kept in case of emergency, in the hope that he'd get the chance to use them sometime.

There was one line in one of the features that he always remembered, something about the one requirement for being a "glamour" model was the ability to take it up the arse and smile at the same time.

So why the hell was he remembering this while he was sitting in a meeting, trying to explain some refinements needed for his anomaly detector to a room full of people?

Maybe it was because at least three of the people in the room had spent the last ten minutes, maybe longer, mentally undressing him? It wasn't his imagination, they really were doing it, and the only trouble was, none of the people concrened were female. Just his bloody luck!

Connor squirmed, uncomfortably.

Would he manage to smile?

He started to get hard.

He might if it was Professor Cutter's cock.

[telperion-15.livejournal.com]

Only three of them?! *grins*

Hmmm...I'm sensing teacher/student inappropriateness...yum!

[telperion-15.livejournal.com]

There's a side to Nick Cutter that only Stephen sees.

It's the side that will yell until he's hoarse when he can't keep his frustration locked away any more.

It's the side that will punch a wall - or perhaps even Stephen - when his anger boils over.

It's the side that sometimes wishes he could kill certain people for the things they've done in the name of secrecy.

And it's the side that currently has Stephen chained to the bed while he fucks him ruthlessly, with no regard for comfort or pleasure.

And yet, as always, Stephen gets off on this. It makes him hard and desperate and shamelessly pliant.

Nick knows this. He knows he can fuck Stephen to within an inch of his life and Stephen will still beg him for more.

That's why he does it.

[fredbassett]

It makes him hard and desperate and shamelessly pliant.

Wowzer, again!! Gorgeous line. Stephen ought to fucked to within an inch of his life more often :)

[dopeydora-67.livejournal.com]

Lester

"I'm going to give you a dozen strokes." Ryan picked up the paddle, and delivered a sound thwack across Lester's backside without any warning. Lester gasped - he was still sore from the spanking he'd received earlier that morning. The rest of the blows followed quickly, leaving a rosy warm glow in their wake.


*I can't believe I wrote this*

[fredbassett]

*encourages your darker side approvingly*

And to think I was a bit worried when you headed off to read part 4 of DC, with the vaguelt non-con smut! There's something rather lovely when you manage to shock yourself! Keep writing, hon, it's great!!

[barefoot-starz.livejournal.com]

Connor about came in his pants when Ryan grinned down at him and pressed the lube and condom into his hands as he walked past. He blinked down at them, the sudden roaring in his ears having absolutely nothing to do with dinosaurs. No way… Connor stared at Ryan’s retreating arse, trying in vain to convince his rapidly overheating body that it should calm down.

Three hours and a rather embarrassing wank in the shower later, Connor found himself waiting outside of Ryan’s hotel room.

“Are you havin’ me on?” he cursed his choice words.

Ryan snickered at him, “I hope so.”

“That…” he scowled at the soldier, “Was terrible.”

“Connor. Get in here,” was all Ryan said before Connor was dragged unceremoniously inside and pushed up against the now-closed door.

Connor frowned, a little petulantly, waving the lube and condom he fished from his pocket, “Thought I was in charge tonight.”

Abruptly Connor found himself flipped, now on top, token-pinning Ryan to the door, “Better?”

Connor grinned, “Not quite,” and wormed a knee between Ryan legs, rocking it up against the hardness he found there while his hands worked busily at his belt.

Ryan wasn’t sure exactly how it happened. One minute he’s allowing Connor to mock-pin him to the door. The next he’s got his pants round his ankles, Connor’s tongue doing wicked things to his own, one of Connor’s hands tracing patterns up the underside of his cock and the other… Oh Jesus… He let out a strangled noise as Connor’s questing fingers, inside him, stroked over his prostate. He let out another noise, one he would not acknowledge as a whimper, when Connor pulled his fingers free and fisted one hand in his tac-vest, hauling him over to the bed.

“Hell!” Ryan all but fell onto the bed, losing his pants along the way.

Connor’s dark eyes glinted mischievously back at him when he finally got himself sorted, “Aww, Captain. I thought you loved me…”

Ryan tried to look intimidating, but it was hard, he mused, when one was flat on their back with their legs spread and trying not to beg, “I’ll love you when you fuck me?”

And damn it all, that wasn’t supposed to be a question…

[onigaminanashi.livejournal.com]

I believe that you are the first to write Ryan porn that does not involve pain or kink or guns and it still is bloody hot. Congrats on that and write more...

[onigaminanashi.livejournal.com]

Lorne snapped to full consciousness, keeping his body perfectly still as he catalogued the threats- whatever it was that woke him up. His hand crept toward his side table where his gun lay in the drawer. No sound came from the dark room and yet a hand gripped his wrist hard, while another trailed a finger over his cheekbone.

“Nuh uh. None of that now.” The finger slipped down and wormed into Lorne’s mouth. The major sucked on the digits, higher functions slowly getting with the program. “I have to say I’m disappointed. Gun in the nightstand drawer?”

“It’s convenient.” Lorne mumbled around the fingers as they slowly retreated.

“Yes, well, for my comfort, please don’t keep it in the same drawer as the condoms and lube or one night I’m gonna shoot you in the ass.”

“Well, most nights you won’t see me complaining, ‘s long as it’s with the right kind of gun.”

Ryan snorted, carefully switching gun for lube and pushing Lorne to his back.

[fredbassett]

“Yes, well, for my comfort, please don’t keep it in the same drawer as the condoms and lube or one night I’m gonna shoot you in the ass.”

Brilliant! SGA/Primeval - *does happy dance*

Anyone up for Ryan/Shepperd ???

[onigaminanashi.livejournal.com]

Pain pain pain, a long rough slide to completion. Unlubed, uncaring, rough fucking of a convenient hole. Fast hard, dirty- against a wall, in the car, in the far right stall of the locker room.

Shower. Shower was a blessing, slick through necessity. Fingers tangled in dripping hair, maneuvering cruelly.

The best he’d get, the most he could hope for.

[fredbassett]

Oh wow, this was bloody brilliant! So few words and so damned hot!

*joins them (whoever they are!) in shower*

Loved the detail of the "far right stall", BTW.

[noxnoctisanima.livejournal.com]

There was a pen pressing into Connor's face and it dug into his cheek every time Cutter thrust, chest sliding along Connor's back, pushing his face into the desk Cutter had him folded over.

Cutter's hands were sliding down his flanks, slipping in the sweat slicked skin so that with each thrush Cutter would lose his balance and press fully into him, hard and immediate. His fingers would dig into Connor's hips, nails digging little red trails along his skin as he tried to keep his grip.

Connor could say pretty much categorically that he had absolutely no problem with that at the moment.

He had never imagined coming with the word "Professor" on his lips, which he was starting to think was a bit of a miscalculation on his part.

If he was at all coherent he may also have said that this what not how he'd imagined losing his virginity.

[fredbassett]

Yay! Nox has come out to play, with more virgin!Connor for us !! Lovely :) I'm developing a real thing for the whole Professor/Student dynamic. Deliciously inappropriate!

Well you did ask for it...

[byrons-brain.livejournal.com]

Connor was officially humiliated.

It had all started after the palaver at the park, as soon as the team had reached ARC Professor Cutter had marched Connor straight into Lester’s office thrown him on the sofa and then proceeded to pull his jeans down and give him a bare bottomed spanking…

Just as he had twisted his mind around this, and fact that he was REALLY enjoying being manhandled Stephen rushes in and well does something totally obscene with his tongue and his arse, before he knows it the Profs cock is in his mouth and he’s sucking away like a starving man before a four-course meal…

Just when he was really getting into this amazing scenario the professor pulls him out of Stephen’s way and shoves him over the armrest where Nick slowly pushes his cock into his arse, before he can even ask “What the hell” Stephen’s cock is in front of his mouth awaiting entrance (well that tongue thing was amazing)….

It’s a shame no one had thought to shut the door….

He never knew Lester could scream that loudly….

God knows what happened next, but there’s now officially a £2000 reward for the security tape of the 3 of them at it… And damn it could be leaked on the internet…

So that’s why Connor is officially humiliated and wont move out of his self made hidey-hole for the next twenty years…

At least the sex was fantastic.

Re: Well you did ask for it...

[fredbassett]

Connor was officially humiliated.

CLASSIC first line!! Ranks alongside "once more unto the breach, dear friends" etc etc

YAY for getting both you and the Munchkin writing porn in the same thread!!

[telperion-15.livejournal.com]

There was a loud thud and an omnious crack as Lester slammed into the glass wall of his office.

He had lost most of his clothing a while back - he still wasn't sure exactly how or where - and the glass was cold against his arse. But right at this moment he didn't really give a toss.

He also knew that, despite the late hour, there were still people hanging around the ARC, and that anyone crossing the atrium would only have to look up to see him. But he didn't fucking care.

As fingers gripped his hips with bruising force, he found enough breath to muster an order.

"Will you fucking hurry up, Professor..."

[byrons-brain.livejournal.com]

"Will you fucking hurry up, Professor..."

Oh I love it!

Because I missed Munchkin's Birthday :-(

[emmademarais.livejournal.com]

(And because I told Fred I'd have trouble doing slash)

*

"I didn't mean to get in the way! Really!" Connor stuttered, pressed up against the utilitarian bathroom wall.

"It's your fault I got slimed, Temple," Ryan growled. "So you're going to clean it up."

Ryan turned on the shower good and hot and stepped back to start stripping.

Connor's eyes took the long journey down Ryan's chiseled body then back up again.

He swallowed hard.

"Okay," he squeaked.

*

"Do you think Helen bought it? The righteous indignation and all?" Nick smirked as a sly smile appeared on Stephen's lips.

"Oh, I'm sure she thought you had no idea of my affair with your wife."

Nick grabbed Stephen by the waist and pulled him in for a bruising possessive kiss.

"Then I doubt she has any idea of your affair with her husband."

*

(And a crossover!)

"Meeks, is it?"

"Yes, Howard. Leek, right?"

"Right. Oliver." Oliver licked his lips. "Say, since you're going to be around for a while why not join me for a pint?"

Howard gave Oliver a studied look then cocked his head in approval.

"When in Rome..."

*

"You know we really should be studying the new anomaly data," Claudia panted out as Nick pushed up her skirt, hands rough on her thighs.

"I'll get right on that," Nick muttered, ravishing her neck.

"Because I'm a good civil servant and all. I wouldn't dream of taking personal time in the middle of the day," she protested even as she unbuttoned his shirt and ran her hands over his bare chest.

"Of course," Nick agreed, playing along. He undid his pants and slipped his fingers into her wet center, making her gasp, her hands scrabbling against his back.

"I suppose everyone's entitled to a lunch break..."

*

Re: Because I missed Munchkin's Birthday :-(

[byrons-brain.livejournal.com]

Oh fabulous!

Connor and Helen

[rodlox.livejournal.com]

She hadn't touched a hair on his head...though right now, he so wanted her to run those fingers of hers through his hair.

But he didn't say anything; just kept up his half of the discussion. Helen was better-educated about the things involved in maintaining and running - and repairing (kinda have to he reflected) an Anomaly Detector than he'd used to think.

If I'd known that this was what I needed to do, Connor thought to himself as he continued his conversation with Helen, I would've left for this a hell-of-a-lot sooner.

It wasn't turning coat, not by a long shot. After all, he hadn't betrayed anyone - Abby and the others, they'd betrayed him, though; ruined things b'tween him and Caroline. He hadn't given away national secrets or even personal ones. He'd had a few dreams involving her in the past few days, here under ancient skies.

He'd just gone through an Anomaly after Helen Cutter, knowing full well that it was about to close. And right now, he was trying to keep his focus above her neck. Probably an eminently-lickable neck.

"Connor?" Helen asked when he had trailed off in mid-sentance.

Re: Connor and Helen

[fredbassett]

Very nicely suggestive!!!

Amita is going to kill me for this...

[rodlox.livejournal.com]

He watches her dispatching the dying beast - moertherium, he thinks, an ancestor of the elephant - unafraid to get her hands bloody, her cuffes unbuttoned so her sleeves roll up further. She'd offered him the opportunity to finish it off and start taking it apart, and snorted when he'd refused. He wonders about her, about what it takes to make a professor like her just - well, just give up on the world - step through an Anomaly without looking back.

She considers him as she's tossing aside the bits that even she can't eat. He'd been willing to follow her through, to see what it was like on the other side of something he couldn't mathematically describe. Yet. No doubt he will eventually. Figuring he won't want the brain, tasty as it is, she carves some leg meat off for him, then stuffs some ribs in a bag she always keeps in her backpack.

Referring to his aim and throw that'd brought down the Creature, "You're surprisingly good at this," Helen complimented him.

Charlie shrugged. "It's all math." Calculations, angles, velocities and trajectories.

Re: Amita is going to kill me for this...

[fredbassett]

Nice :)

Toshiko isn't the only one who skips (like a stone) across time in her relationship

[rodlox.livejournal.com]

On reflection, Colby Granger knew that he'd told Don the truth - he hadn't been in any relationships while he'd been undercover.

That wasn't to say he hadn't been involved with anyone, or doing the hot-n-heavy with anyone during the last two years.

There was Helen, after all. They'd get together ev'ry now and then, grappling each other like there was no tomorrow, tumbling together across the bedsheets (get under the covers? pft). Never with a promise of a future, or even any obligation to one another.

And she looks different each time she comes by. Not a matter of more lipstick or eyeliner or rougue. More like she'd weary, or there's a scar she didn't have last time, or something else. But she seemed to draw up enough energy for him.

Like he was the one bright spot left in her life.

Try as he might, Colby can't remember how his involvement with Helen started...but every time a visit ends, she asks him "invite me to your wedding," with the air of someone who's always a visitor, always on the outside looking in.

"First I need to find someone," is what he usually replies with.

"I'll see what I can do."

Though with Megan playing matchmaker lately, Colby Granger is starting to wonder if they're tag-teaming against him.

Re: Toshiko isn't the only one who skips (like a stone) across time in her relationship

[fredbassett]

Oh yes, they'll definitely be ganging up on him!!

[rodlox.livejournal.com]

And then, barely a minute after they'd started, it all came crashing down: Claudia shoved Nick away from her. "What??" she demanded.

"What?" Nick asked, a bit hazy.

"You called me Jenny."

"No I didn't."

"Yes. You. Did.

"I've been more than understanding with you before, Nick, when you accidentally called me Helen - she was your wife for years. But who's this Jenny?"

[fredbassett]

Nice!!

[rodlox.livejournal.com]

She remembered stomping out of her flat in a huff, and Abby didn't want this to stop. Connor can keep that bitch! she thought to herself, and then thought and vice versa...before returning her thoughts to the man she was with.

Naught at all like he 's at work. Good thing, too, hoping she wouldn't be furiously blushing constantly at work tomorrow.

Guess he keeps his enthusiasm behind a dam, she figured, feeling the torrent of heat and passion riding over her.

"OLIVER!" she shouted.

[fredbassett]

Blimey, Leek gets out and about, doesn't he!!

last week, someone asked for Helen/Leek/Jenny...this is as close as I can come -

[rodlox.livejournal.com]

Helen Cutter, Oliver Leek decided, would never do more than tease him, playing with his tie, talking alongside his ear. He couldn't have her killed, certainly not yet - the bitch was still needed too much. Without Helen Cutter, everything would fall apart.

So he had her here and now, at least in his mind. It wasn't the same sort of "to have," but it was just as good. His mind wasn't consistant - sometimes he saw this bedmate as Helen, and other times he saw Helen alongside Jenny (said bedmate).

Jenny's fiancee was a shmuck, Oliver felt, entirely too unquestioning of her job and duties - a real man would...well, Leek was doing it, right now.

He could hear Jenny purr in satisfaction, imagining Helen's little sounds of satisfaction. (does she make little sounds? not something I'd imagine comes up in idle conversation with Nick Cutter)

Re: last week, someone asked for Helen/Leek/Jenny...this is as close as I can come -

[fredbassett]

LOL, the pairing from hell so far as Leek/Helen is concerned. Poor Jenny!

Crossover Fun! Numb3rs/Primeval

[emmademarais.livejournal.com]

Numb3rs/Primeval
Don/Stephen

"I'm an ace shot," Stephen bragged, trying to catch the tall dark and covered in tac gear agent from the U.S.

Don looked Stephen up and down, a bemused smile on his lips. "I work with the third best shot in the country back home. You think can compare to a former special forces sniper?"

Stephen swallowed. "No, but how much experience does he have shooting dinosaurs?"

"Give the lad a bloody gun," Ryan intervened. "He's coming with us."

+

Stephen was half undressed, still pulling his sleeves off when the tap came at his hotel room door.

He tossed his shirt aside and opened it, expecting Nick wanting to talk about anomaly fault lines again.

Don Eppes stood on the threshold.

"Did you get started without me?" he taunted, brushing past him with a lecherous gaze.

"Got bored waiting," Stephen tossed back.

Don took a look around the room before walking back to where Stephen waited by the door.

Abruptly he shoved Stephen back against the door and crushed their mouths together, rubbing the heel of his hand over the achingly hard bulge in Stephen's jeans, eliciting a little helpless moan out of the younger man.

Don pulled back, his eyes focused on Stephen's with laser precision as he reached over and locked the door.

"Don't want to be interrupted, now do we..."

=

Re: Crossover Fun! Numb3rs/Primeval

[fredbassett]

#tall dark and covered in tac gear#

That line alone is enough to induce a spontaneous orgasm!

God, I think the mere thought of Don/Stephen will send me heading for the shower, and if you make it a Don/Stephen/Ryan threesome you will officially own my soul. I have no first born infants to offer by way of sacrifice and I disapprove of cruelty to animals, but you can sure as hell have my soul!!

*rushes off to add to master-list of pairings, grinning insanely*

Crossover Fun! Criminal Minds/Primeval

[emmademarais.livejournal.com]

Criminal Minds/Primeval
Morgan/Ryan

Morgan emerged fresh from the showers, one towel slung low around his waist and the other in his hands, drying off his smooth almost hairless head.

"So you guys shoot dinosaurs for furn around here," he said conversationally as Ryan opened his locker. "What do you do afterwards to unwind?"

He tossed the towel aside as he approached where Ryan sat watching him, eyes traveling openly over chocolate dark chiseled physique.

"Some of the men rush home to shag their wives and girlfriends."

"That explains why this place cleared out so fast. What about you?"

Ryan reached over and tugged the towel from Morgan's body, licking his lips.

"I have plans."

///

Re: Crossover Fun! Criminal Minds/Primeval

[fredbassett]

Criminal Minds I don;t know, but as you know, that never stopped my enjoyment!!

HOT!!!!!!!! And you're taling English again, hon!! Shag is a very English military alternative to fuck, *grins*

Crossover Fun! Heroes/Primeval

[emmademarais.livejournal.com]

Heroes/Primeval
Peter/Connor

"You're indestructible? Like if I poke you with a letter opener it would bend like one of those Uri Geller spoon tricks, right?"

Peter gave Connor a patient look. "No, you could stab me with it. I'd just heal."

"So it doesn't hurt then? I could just..." He picked up the letter opener from Nick's desk, but Peter grabbed his wrist, stopping him.

"It would hurt like hell. So don't."

Connor swallowed hard, embarrassed at how Peter's power and proximity was turning him on. "Right then. No stabbing."

-o-

The sounds that came out of the factory made them all shudder - wails, shrieks, thuds and thankfully none of them sounded human.

It was almost an hour before Peter emerged victorious - covered in his own blood.

"They're all dead," he intoned, tossing the spent gun at Nick's feet. "It's safe now."

Connor moved in and marveled as the cuts on Peter's face healed before his very eyes.

"It's like magic," he marveled. "You're a bloody superhero! Just like in the comics!"

"Something like that," Peter said, gracing him with a tired smile. "So can a superhero get a place to crash around here?"

Connor looked pleased. "Well, Abby's gone round to the hospital to look after Stephen so the flat's empty. Just me and Rex, that is.'

"Rex?" Peter raised an eyebrow.

"Oh he's not a bother," Connor explained, leading him away. "You just can't open the windows with him about..."

-o-

Connor ran his fingers over Peter's chest as he lay back lazily against the sheets.

"There's not a mark on you! It's unbelievable..."

"You know what's hard to believe?" Peter teased, flipping them over so Connor was pinned to the mattress. "That I haven't made a mark on you yet."

He rubbed his lithe frame against Connor, feeling them both grow hard between their bellies, as he bit down on Connor's shoulder.

"There, explain that to Rex..."

Connor put his head back and laughed between gasps of pleasure.

"Trust me, it's Abby who's not going to believe it..."

-O-

Re: Crossover Fun! Heroes/Primeval

[fredbassett]

He rubbed his lithe frame against Connor, feeling them both grow hard between their bellies, as he bit down on Connor's shoulder.

Phew, hot!!!

Right, that's it, we now need a Comment!Porn Collector's Edition Volume (whatever) Crossover Post. Between you and Rodlox, I'm definitely gonna need a fresh category like that! Fortunately, I love collecting and organising, and I'm having huge fun with these, while the rest of the readers wander lost and dazed in ever-expanding and contracting threads!! We've had to send Rescue Teams in to retrieve some readers, and I still have people telling me they can't find the Ryan/Don, so I just lay a false trail and send them back into the comment maze, and they find something else instead and forget what they were looking for to start with!!!