Goodbye LJ...

[windandwater]

This is just to make it official for those who don't know, but I'm leaving LJ completely. For the rest of this week at least. Tomorrow is the Bar Exam and it runs for three days, so don't expect to see me about at all until Thursday night. Or even until the weekend since I plan on spending Thursday after the Bar drunk and crying. No online time for me at all. *whines* It will be hard, but I know I can do it.

So, because I'm a total h0r like that, I am declaring this to be a spam post. Go ahead. Run wild! Give me fics, give me links, give me pics, just babble to your heart's content and rape my inbox so I have something to see when I finally DO come back to the wonderful world of LJ. I don't even care if you write me a drabble and post it one word at a time. XD;

Though, I've tried to make a spam post before and it failed a bit miserably, so I don't have very high expectations this time around. Feel free to prove me wrong though!

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Re: The Ideal Arrangement

[mikkeneko.livejournal.com]

No sooner had the second one come off in his hand than Duo’s head jerked back, his entire body tenses and he was coming all over Heero’s hand, a release almost violent after being denied for so long.

Above him, Trowa shouted, as the tight press of Duo’s inner walls against his shaft brought him too to climax. He thrust a few more times into Duo’s body as he came, driving Duo further forward into Quatre’s arms, before at last he relaxed and slumped over Duo’s back.

As the three stayed in a sprawled heap, panting from the aftermath of their orgasms, Wufei was the first one to react. He bent down to free Duo’s ankles from the spreader bar -- they hadn’t even been locked, just attached with a buckle.

Heero, observing his action, moved up and began to work on the knots binding Duo’s arms. He noted with approval that though the knots had been strong, they hadn’t been tight, and the rope was wrapped all along the length of his forearms to distribute the strain. When the rope was untied, he carefully guided his partner’s arms in front of him, rubbing at his shoulders to ease any soreness.

Duo groaned, stirring, and Heero wrapped his arms around the pilot’s torso and pulled him over the bench. Trowa moaned as his now flaccid cock slipped out of Duo’s body, and Duo winced before settling on the floor in Heero’s lap.

“Where do you think you’re going?” Quatre complained, and followed them off the bench to join them in a heap on the floor. Trowa joined him in a boneless sprawl a minute later, and Wufei came around the bench and sat next to Quatre, pulling the blond pilots’ head into his lap.

“That was good,” he commented quietly after a minute, and Quatre was inclined to agree, despite having only gotten a blowjob, and not the most skillful of ones at that. Duo snorted.

“You would say that,” he grumbled. “You weren’t the ones tied up with someone’s dick shoved up your ass.”

Despite his surly tone, he leaned against Heero’s chest, and tried to rearrange his legs to find a comfortable position until Quatre pulled his feet into his lap.

“Not this time, no,” Wufei said blandly. “But it’s something to keep in mind in the future.”

“But for right now,” Heero pointed out, “It’s still your turn for a week. And neither Wufei nor Quatre have gotten a proper turn yet.”