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rsadelleBy Way of Introduction
Did you know there's a porn version of MacBeth? Slashdot user slaker calls it "surprisingly, shockingly true to the play."
Porn 1: Harry Potter
This is a later scene from the have to get married and have a child Harry/Snape I have a few bits of. I'm having a minor Harry Potter renaissance, brought on not by the movie, but rather by "Not Fade Away," the Angel series finale.
Harry gathered up the papers he'd been grading and let Snape take them out to his desk. He slipped off his glasses and carefully put them on the nightstand.
He was already sliding down under the covers when Snape extinguished the lights and joined him in bed. They were used to sharing by now, and it usually didn't take them long to settle into their own sides of the bed.
"One of the children," Harry said, breaking their unspoken rules, "one of your Slytherin children, told me today that women can have sex into the third trimester. He said the same should be true of men."
Snape stilled beside him. "Potter."
"Harry," Harry corrected gently. "I am your husband." He hitched himself closer to Snape. "I checked with Poppy."
Snape heaved an exasperated sigh. "You're a reckless fool and always have been."
Harry's hand somehow found its unerring way into Snape's pants.
"I want you inside me."
"Harry." The almost groan that followed it dulled Snape's protest.
"Please, Severus." Harry pulled up Snape's cock with an enticing twist. "I remember what it was like the last time. It wasn't just the conception," he stumbled over the word despite his wanton behavior, "that made it good. I want to feel you inside me. Please."
"You're meant to be resting."
"I'll let you do all the work."
"Thank you." Snape's voice was so dry it could have soaked up an ocean or two.
Harry brushed his thumb over the head of Snape's cock. "Will you?"
Snape heaved a sigh, tugged Harry closer to him, and turned him over onto his side. "Do you have something to use as lubrication, or were you as unprepared for this as you have been for the rest of your life?"
Harry reached out to his nightstand. "I do know how to plan." He handed the small vial to Snape and shifted onto his back to be able to see him. "I've been thinking about this all day," he admitted.
"Foolish boy." Snape pushed Harry's clothes away and turned him onto his side again. His fingers warmed the oil, and Harry sighed when two of them were pushed into him. "You're supposed to be resting and letting me do all the work," Snape admonished when Harry tried to wriggle back.
"This is very restful." Harry reached one hand back to grab at Snape's hip. "It's enough, please, I just want you in me."
Snape withdrew his fingers, and then hesitated.
"You're sure this won't hurt the baby?"
"I'm sure. I would never do anything to hurt our son."
"You're so sure it's a boy," Snape murmured against the shell of Harry's ear as he pushed gently in.
"I want a son." Harry sighed and relaxed back against Snape's chest. "Don't tell Hermione I said that."
"I wouldn't dream of it." Snape reached one arm around Harry's waist to stroke Harry's cock in time to his own slow thrusts. "I would like us to have a son," he said just before Harry came with a low cry. He thrust again and closed his eyes against the rush of pleasure that flowed through him.
Snape cleaned them up with a few short spells and straightened the sheets and blankets over them. Harry was asleep before he had them arranged to his satisfaction.
Porn 2: CSI
This bit is from the hooker AU I keep writing bits of occasionally. The preceding scene is Greg and Grissom at breakfast with the whole team, where Greg flirts with Nick.
Gil slams the door behind them. "Clothes off. Now."
Greg starts stripping the moment Gil's mouth opens, and he doesn't need to wait to be told before he drapes himself over Gil's lap.
Half a second later, Gil's hand comes down on his ass, and ten seconds after that, there's definitely a rhythm going. Less than a minute after that, Greg wails for the first time.
And five minutes after that, Greg comes all over Gil's work clothes.
Gil yanks him up and somehow he has the lube from the coffee table in his hand, and then two fingers are inside Greg, and then Gil's inside Greg, and his cock is rubbing so good against that spot inside him and the hair of his legs stings against the sensitive skin of Greg's ass, and by the time Gil comes, Greg is a trembling, well-fucked mess.
Gil stands up with Greg still draped over him. Greg barely manages to hang on as Gil takes him down the hall to the bedroom and slides him, stomach down, between the sheets.
Greg hears Gil's clothes hit the floor, and then Gil gets in bed with him and drapes one large, warm arm across Greg's back.
Porn 3: Mary Sue-ish Real People Het/Slash
There's no explanation for this one. Or at least not one I'm willing to admit to in public.
The connecting door opened, and there was a really big guy in it.
"Jesus, Chris." And then, after a pause while the guy watched them, "Gonna share?"
She looked up, looked him over. "You're not my type." Then she smiled and ran one hand up Chris's back. "But if you ask nicely, *I* might share."
Chris's groan and deep thrust into her were not quite unexpected.
She smiled and let her arms drape above her head. "You'd like that, wouldn't you?" she whispered into his ear. "You'd love it if he came over right now and pushed into you." She arched into him with a shimmy that slid her breasts over his chest. "Imagine his cock inside you. You're friends, your connecting door was unlocked. I bet you've seen it. Is it beautiful?"
"Oh, God." Chris thrust into her so hard they slid halfway across the bed.
"I bet it is. Big and thick just like the rest of him. Do you want it in you?"
Chris groaned. "You--" he managed to choke out.
"Maybe you'd rather suck him off."
Chris almost whimpered.
"On your knees in front of him with his cock down your throat."
Chris slammed his mouth down onto hers. That, along with the way he moved to slip a finger against her clit, drove her into an orgasm fierce enough that she missed the moment he came.
While Chris was still gasping, she turned her head to the side and watched David, still standing in the doorway, jerk himself off and come with an almost soundless gasp.
Did you know there's a porn version of MacBeth? Slashdot user slaker calls it "surprisingly, shockingly true to the play."
Porn 1: Harry Potter
This is a later scene from the have to get married and have a child Harry/Snape I have a few bits of. I'm having a minor Harry Potter renaissance, brought on not by the movie, but rather by "Not Fade Away," the Angel series finale.
Harry gathered up the papers he'd been grading and let Snape take them out to his desk. He slipped off his glasses and carefully put them on the nightstand.
He was already sliding down under the covers when Snape extinguished the lights and joined him in bed. They were used to sharing by now, and it usually didn't take them long to settle into their own sides of the bed.
"One of the children," Harry said, breaking their unspoken rules, "one of your Slytherin children, told me today that women can have sex into the third trimester. He said the same should be true of men."
Snape stilled beside him. "Potter."
"Harry," Harry corrected gently. "I am your husband." He hitched himself closer to Snape. "I checked with Poppy."
Snape heaved an exasperated sigh. "You're a reckless fool and always have been."
Harry's hand somehow found its unerring way into Snape's pants.
"I want you inside me."
"Harry." The almost groan that followed it dulled Snape's protest.
"Please, Severus." Harry pulled up Snape's cock with an enticing twist. "I remember what it was like the last time. It wasn't just the conception," he stumbled over the word despite his wanton behavior, "that made it good. I want to feel you inside me. Please."
"You're meant to be resting."
"I'll let you do all the work."
"Thank you." Snape's voice was so dry it could have soaked up an ocean or two.
Harry brushed his thumb over the head of Snape's cock. "Will you?"
Snape heaved a sigh, tugged Harry closer to him, and turned him over onto his side. "Do you have something to use as lubrication, or were you as unprepared for this as you have been for the rest of your life?"
Harry reached out to his nightstand. "I do know how to plan." He handed the small vial to Snape and shifted onto his back to be able to see him. "I've been thinking about this all day," he admitted.
"Foolish boy." Snape pushed Harry's clothes away and turned him onto his side again. His fingers warmed the oil, and Harry sighed when two of them were pushed into him. "You're supposed to be resting and letting me do all the work," Snape admonished when Harry tried to wriggle back.
"This is very restful." Harry reached one hand back to grab at Snape's hip. "It's enough, please, I just want you in me."
Snape withdrew his fingers, and then hesitated.
"You're sure this won't hurt the baby?"
"I'm sure. I would never do anything to hurt our son."
"You're so sure it's a boy," Snape murmured against the shell of Harry's ear as he pushed gently in.
"I want a son." Harry sighed and relaxed back against Snape's chest. "Don't tell Hermione I said that."
"I wouldn't dream of it." Snape reached one arm around Harry's waist to stroke Harry's cock in time to his own slow thrusts. "I would like us to have a son," he said just before Harry came with a low cry. He thrust again and closed his eyes against the rush of pleasure that flowed through him.
Snape cleaned them up with a few short spells and straightened the sheets and blankets over them. Harry was asleep before he had them arranged to his satisfaction.
Porn 2: CSI
This bit is from the hooker AU I keep writing bits of occasionally. The preceding scene is Greg and Grissom at breakfast with the whole team, where Greg flirts with Nick.
Gil slams the door behind them. "Clothes off. Now."
Greg starts stripping the moment Gil's mouth opens, and he doesn't need to wait to be told before he drapes himself over Gil's lap.
Half a second later, Gil's hand comes down on his ass, and ten seconds after that, there's definitely a rhythm going. Less than a minute after that, Greg wails for the first time.
And five minutes after that, Greg comes all over Gil's work clothes.
Gil yanks him up and somehow he has the lube from the coffee table in his hand, and then two fingers are inside Greg, and then Gil's inside Greg, and his cock is rubbing so good against that spot inside him and the hair of his legs stings against the sensitive skin of Greg's ass, and by the time Gil comes, Greg is a trembling, well-fucked mess.
Gil stands up with Greg still draped over him. Greg barely manages to hang on as Gil takes him down the hall to the bedroom and slides him, stomach down, between the sheets.
Greg hears Gil's clothes hit the floor, and then Gil gets in bed with him and drapes one large, warm arm across Greg's back.
Porn 3: Mary Sue-ish Real People Het/Slash
There's no explanation for this one. Or at least not one I'm willing to admit to in public.
The connecting door opened, and there was a really big guy in it.
"Jesus, Chris." And then, after a pause while the guy watched them, "Gonna share?"
She looked up, looked him over. "You're not my type." Then she smiled and ran one hand up Chris's back. "But if you ask nicely, *I* might share."
Chris's groan and deep thrust into her were not quite unexpected.
She smiled and let her arms drape above her head. "You'd like that, wouldn't you?" she whispered into his ear. "You'd love it if he came over right now and pushed into you." She arched into him with a shimmy that slid her breasts over his chest. "Imagine his cock inside you. You're friends, your connecting door was unlocked. I bet you've seen it. Is it beautiful?"
"Oh, God." Chris thrust into her so hard they slid halfway across the bed.
"I bet it is. Big and thick just like the rest of him. Do you want it in you?"
Chris groaned. "You--" he managed to choke out.
"Maybe you'd rather suck him off."
Chris almost whimpered.
"On your knees in front of him with his cock down your throat."
Chris slammed his mouth down onto hers. That, along with the way he moved to slip a finger against her clit, drove her into an orgasm fierce enough that she missed the moment he came.
While Chris was still gasping, she turned her head to the side and watched David, still standing in the doorway, jerk himself off and come with an almost soundless gasp.
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