bribery

[schmerica]

Well. One of the eternal questions of fandom seems to always be "How do you get people to write what you want?"

There are, of course, several different answers to this question. One way involving being really really cute. Another way involves being really, really lucky, and another involves really a lot of poking. But I've found one of the best ways involves lots and lots of bribes.

So. I am aching for some good due south threesome fic. Porn is good, and nonporn is good, too; it definitely doesn't have to be a ship-type thing. Boys, girls, a combination of the two -- pretty much any three characters that inspire. (Well. All humans, preferably, but otherwise -- sure. I'm not usually crazy about Turnbull, but maybe you could convince me. Or maybe Caroline/Bob/Buck Frobisher *would* be a good story -- who knows?)

As for the bribe: if you write ds threesome for me of 100 words or more, I will write something for you in return at your request -- porny or not, your choice of ds pairing or character.

P.S. I am very very cute. Look! You want to write for me!

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Inspired by Resonant

[rabidfangurl.livejournal.com]

Fantasies from another angle. Obviously un-beta'd, and possessing only hints of possibility.

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Not Yours

She saw it from the first moment they returned from the adventure.

It was in how they moved around each other; in their eyes as they looked at each other. No one else noticed, but she knew.

She knew, and it made her angry. What right did he have, taking what had belonged to her? What right at all?

She tried to reclaim him. Deep in the night, when Ray Vecchio was fucking her, she would imagine Ray, her Ray, making love to her. Ray Vecchio never noticed, or never said anything, and the wedding continued to be planned.

She went further the night they announced they were moving to Canada permanently. Ray was out with his best friend, the man that was taking her Ray from her forever. She started by imagining Ray as she knew him, lean and golden and eager to please. Her hand was just reaching into the nightstand for her vibrator when the fantasy changed. Instead of Ray working his long fingers between her legs, he straightened and turned to face Fraser.

“Fuck me,” Ray said, eyes steady and legs spread.

“But Ray,” Fraser said, gesturing vaguely toward her. She flushed with shame at the knowledge that the man that she loathed would give her the acknowledgement of a place in Ray’s life if she demanded it. She would not give him the same gift.

“Forget her, Ben. She can watch.” Ray was rejecting her. Ray was giving himself to a man. Her anger and shame should have killed her arousal, but the image of a naked Ray, wantonly spread open as Fraser worked his fingers into him sent it skyrocketing instead. Her fingers took on a life of their own, working in and out of her, rubbing her clit and G-spot, as the fingers and dick of Fraser worked themselves in and out of Ray, stroking his prostate and caressing his dick.

It ended with her orgasm, coming at the mental sight of Ray ejaculating all over his belly, and as it did, the tears began. She could almost hear Ray it her head, sleepily murmuring in his post-sex voice, the same words she had said to him one day, almost four years ago: “It’s over. I’m not yours anymore.”

Re: Inspired by Resonant

[pearl-o.livejournal.com]

Aww, this is harsh. Thank you for writing it!

Re: Inspired by Resonant

[pearl-o.livejournal.com]

Oh, also -- is there something I can write you in return?

[rabidfangurl.livejournal.com]

I have a weakness for Bondage!Fraser. Though usually I can can't get RayK to co-operate. Can you write this?

Re: Inspired by Resonant

[raveninthewind.livejournal.com]

Dang. That was hot and angry and just plain delicious.

Re: Inspired by Resonant

[rabidfangurl.livejournal.com]

TYK!

Re: Inspired by Resonant

[lynnmonster.livejournal.com]

This is fantastic. The closing image, in particular, is definitely going to be one that I remember.

Re: Inspired by Resonant

[rabidfangurl.livejournal.com]

Thank you. I had an idea of where Stella was going, but not what she was going to say when she got there, so I'm glad you like it.

Re: Inspired by Resonant

[tyk.livejournal.com]

mmmm, yes, how can Stella not dwell on it? this creates a striking visual!

Re: Inspired by Resonant

[rabidfangurl.livejournal.com]

I'm glad you liked it!