Five Acts

[ozmissage]

toestastegood is hosting a Five Acts comment fic-a-thon this week. Here’s the deal:
- Post a list of your five favorite themes/kinks to read about and a list of your favorite fandoms/pairings.
- Read other folk’s list here at the masterlist (and leave a link back to your own.)
- Post comment fic for people based on their lists.

1. Confessions (revelations of love/desire; of other secrets; truth or dare games. revealing truths when feverish, feelings randomly being blurted out during a crisis, post-sex pillow talk..or during, in vino veritas…)

2. Domesticity (cuddling, shopping together, cooking for one another, hanging out, spooning, anything that an established couple/friends who might as well be a couple might do.)

3. Wet & Dirty (characters sweating, showering together, swimming, wet clothes, dripping hair, getting caught in a downpour, dirt under their nails, muddy, covered in paint…)

4. Journeys (odysseys and quests; time-travel; being lost and trying to get home; road trips; run-down hotels, unscheduled pit stops, ghost towns, dreams…)

5. Private Encounters in Public Places (touching under the table, sex in the car/bathroom stall/while someone’s sleeping next door, arguing and/or making up in the presence of company, etc.)

Lost: Juliet/Anyone except Ben, Miles/Anyone, Charlie/Any Lady, Sayid/Any Lady, Jack/Claire/Sawyer (any combination thereof), Jack/Ana, Charlotte/Dan, Kate/Tom Brennan, Kate/Kevin, Des/Penny, Richard/Eloise, Sun/Michael, Boone/Shannon, Jack/Sun, Jack/Boone, Charlie/Miles, Esau/Jacob, Jack/Juliet/Sawyer
Being Human: Any combination of George/Annie/Mitchell, Annie/Hugh, Annie/Sykes, Lucy/Mitchell, Josie/Mitchell, Carl/Anyone
SPN: Dean/Cassie, Dean/Castiel, Bela/Sam, Bela/Hendrickson, Sam/Jo, Ellen/Bobby, Ellen/John, John/Mary, Chuck/Becky, Chuck/Castiel, Sam/Becky
Community: Jeff/Annie, Jeff/Britta, Abed/Troy, Abed/Britta, Troy/Britta
Parks & Rec: April/Andy, Leslie/Mark, Leslie/Ben, Mark/Ann, Leslie/Ron, Tom/Ann
Doctor Who/TW: River Song/The Doctor, Eleven/Amy/Rory (any combination), Nine/Rose/Jack, Owen/Anyone (seriously, anyone at all), Gwen/Rhys, Ten II/Rose, Martha/Jack, Ten/Rose, Donna/Anyone, Amy/Vincent, Ten/Reinette
Fringe: Astrid/Peter, Olivia/Charlie, Olivia/Peter
Mad Men: Don/Peggy, Pete/Peggy, Don/Rachel, Joan/Roger
BTVS/ATS: Willow/Oz, Buffy/Xander, Oz/Xander, Angel/Cordy, Xander/Anya, Fred/Gunn, Faith/Robin, Willow/Fred
Dollhouse: Adelle/Dominic, Adelle/Topher, Ivy/Topher, Tony/Priya, Zone/Adelle
Gilmore Girls: Luke/Lorelai, any combination of Rory/Jess/Paris, Lane/Dave, Rory/Marty, Lorelai/Jason
Psych: Gus/Shawn, Gus/Juliet, Gus/Juliet/Shawn, Lassiter/Juliet, Shawn/Emily Bloom
Harry Potter: Remus/Sirius, Harry/Luna, Hermione/Ron, Harry/Hermione/Ron, Neville/Luna
Warehouse 13: Pete/Myka, Claudia/Fargo, HG Wells/Anyone, Pete/Leena
Ugly Betty: Betty/Daniel , Betty/Gio
Dead Like Me: Mason/George
Crossovers: Bela/Miles(!!!), Juliet/Any Winchester, Claire/Any Winchester, Charlie/Oz

Written
And Now It’s Light, George/Mitchell, PG, Scars for toestastegood
Damon Salvatore Never Has These Problems, Being Human, George/Annie, PG, pretending to be together for aurilly
the dangers (and benefits) of smoking in bed, George/Annie/Mitchell, R, first time, smoking for bittersweet325
you oughta know…we’ll be okay, Britta/Jeff, PG-13, Regret/Roadtrip for angela_weber
couldn't quit you if I tried, Jeff/Annie, PG-13, Kissing, Secretly together for angeldylan628
There’s a Time and a Place, Dean/Cassie, Hard R, sex in public for djkiwi2576
kiss it and make it better, Dean/Claire, R, Hurt/Comfort, Happiness for ciaimpala
a picture's worth a thousand words, Jack/Claire/Sawyer, PG, travel for crickets
pray to god we won't live to see the death of everything that's wild, Jack/Sawyer, apocalypse for janie_tangerine
let's pretend we're young and stupid, Miles/Richard, Hard R, tattoos & first times for gottalovev
Close Enough, Miles/Juliet, PG-13, Domesticity for valhalla37
i guess this is a love story, Juliet/Miles/Sawyer, Hard R, threesome, first time, physical response for phelipa
we're hung from the same twisted rope, pre-Sawyer/Kate, PG, on the run, confession/absolution for mollivanders
the end of the movie, Remus/Sirius, R, menswear for bold_seer
our future is written in stone, Janis/Simon, Flashforward, PG, Future fic, Reunion for tellshannon815
Company, Simon/Mal, Hard R, secrecy for haldoor

Received
Being Human, George/Mitchell, wet/showering by toestastegood
Being Human, Annie/Hugh, domesticity with a side of angst by djkiwi2576
Fringe, Charlie/Olivia, public sex by websofseaweed
the weather man's still on vacation, Community, Jeff/Annie,getting caught in a downpour by angela_weber
Community, Jeff/Annie, domesticity/confessions, PG by bittersweet325
Lost, Miles/Juliet, confessions by valhalla37
LOST, Miles/Juliet, Domesticity by phelipa
Lost, Sun/Michael, confession, G by tellshannon815
Lost, Jack/Sawyer, Private Encounters in Public Places by ciaimpala
lost, jack/boone, road trip, confessions, wet + bonus spooning, R by
Separate Beds; Jack/Juliet/Sawyer; sex next door, arguing/making up in company, NC-17 by haldoor
every iteration, not the same, Jack/Juliet/Sawyer by mollivanders

A Girl That Could Easily Twist Your Mind (but right now it feels so fine) Miles/Bela (Lost/SPN crossover) by gottalovev
lesson learned, harry potter, remus/sirius,being lost and trying to get home by angeldylan628
The Sweetest Price He’ll Have to Pay, Angel/Cordy by superkappa

Comments

LOST, Miles/Juliet, Domesticity, Part 1

[phelipa.livejournal.com]

*grimaces* I feel very rusty writing Lost but you inspired me to try writing Lost again, so voila! Hope you enjoy :)

“Will you please move over?” Juliet says, lips pursed around the forced politeness.

“Will you please stop hogging that covers?” He mocks, giving them a well measured yank that leaves her half uncovered.

“You know I freeze at night.” She snaps irritably, tugging the covers back and burrowing beneath them.

She tucks her nose under the covers and wiggles her toes a little, trying to warm up while he bitches about her cover hogging tendencies and moves even closer. She blows an irritated little huff of air through her nose before snipping,

“Move.over. I can’t sleep when you’re breathing down my neck.”

She gets pissy when she hasn’t had enough sleep or when she’s cold, and she’s coming off of fifteen hours at the garage and they’re left to fight the chilly weather with only a thin comforter and a couple threadbare sheets. He edges away from her, still a little hesitant when it comes to invoking the wrath of Juliet, before slipping out of bed and shuffling down the hallway.

She peeks over the covers when he returns, arms full of a light bundle. He drops it on the bed before flicking it out over the comforter and she sits up a little, inspecting the fabric. He stands at the end of the bed, shifting a little because it is damn cold, before asking,

“There, happy?”

She rubs it between her fingertips before snorting out a little laugh,

“Is this our tablecloth?”

“Yes.” He doesn’t bother giving any sort of explanation

She laughs again, smoothing her hand over the rough fabric before she says, “Come back to bed.”

He obliges, ducking beneath the covers and reaching for her. She jumps and lets out a completely uncharacteristic squeak, jerking away as she shivers,

“Your hands are freezing.”

“Sorry.” He cups his hands around his mouth and blows into them until his fingers are warm enough to wrap around her waist.

He feels her stiffen and she opens her mouth to tell him (for the hundredth time) that if he insists on breathing down her neck she will send him out to the living room where there is only a lumpy couch completely lacking in any sort of blanket, so he edges a knee between her thighs and pushes upwards until her mouth closes.

She turns back to face him and he grins in what he hopes is a winning manner, “You wanted to get warmed up, what better way?”

“You’re impossible.” She huffs, turning away from him.

LOST, Miles/Juliet, Domesticity, Part 2

[phelipa.livejournal.com]

Still, when he pushes his knee up a little higher, rubbing between her legs, he feels her legs open a little and her hips shift ever so slightly. With a knee between her legs he’s in the perfect position to rock against her back, rutting against her in time with his shifting knee until she can feel the uncomfortable ache of his erection in the small of her back.

“Impossible.” She repeats as she rolls over, shimmying out of her panties before tugging his down and sinking down on his cock.

His hips buck up and she gives a throaty little moan as he’s forced deeper, stretching her. His hands move to her boobs, one hand on each in an almost uncomfortable (but not quite) squeeze as she rocks with his thrusting hips. She teases him endlessly about his obsession with them, calling him a horny pre-pubescent who can’t keep his hands to himself, but he isn’t phased. After all, she still lets him touch her tits.

Her cheeks are flushed and he can feel the stick of sweat as their bodies come together, the chilly night air banished by rough pants and quiet moans. He watches her trail a finger down her abdomen and search out her clit, her knuckles brushing against his abdomen as she circles in time with his thrusts. She bitches sometimes; that he won’t leave her boobs long enough to pay attention to her clit, but it’s a huge turn on to watch her help get herself off.

Her head falls forward, hair falling in a curtain around her face, and he feels a couple spasms tighten around his dick, she’s close. He moves one hand from her chest to her ass, and pulls her hard against him with every thrust, smirking as she lets out a breathy whimper with each jerk of their hips.

“C’mon.” He grunts, twisting his hips, and with another flick of her adept fingers she comes.

He has a split second to watch her as her eyes fall closed and her lips part with a sharp gasp, before the tightness of her muscles around his cock has him bucking up into her, his fingers tightening around the curve of her ass as he comes. She rakes a hand through her hair (he loves it when she does that, dead sexy) and bends down to press a dry kiss to his lips, letting her teeth graze his tongue when he slides it past her parted lips.

She laughs breathlessly as she pulls away, sliding off of him with a subtle wince and tugging her boy short panties back on before she shoves the top layer of blankets in his direction and says,

“Here, you get the tablecloth tonight, the fabric makes my skin itch.”

“Right, princess.” He says mildly, still feeling pretty blissed out.

Her pillow hits him square in the face, timed with an indignant protest that she is most certainly not a princess, but all he can do is snort out a laugh as he loops his arm around her and pulls her in tight to his body, noting that she says absolutely nothing about the proximity of his breath to her neck.

Re: LOST, Miles/Juliet, Domesticity, Part 2

[ozmissage.livejournal.com]

You my dear, are in no way rusty.

This is wonderful! It's somehow both adorable and crazy hot. I love how comfortable they are together. The banter is just perfect. And I nearly died when Miles ran off and came back with the tablecloth to keep them warm. How can anyone resist someone that adorable?

Thank you so, so much for this! :D