Anonymous tennis RPS kink meme
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vom_marlowe (from who I quoted these guidelines). This is how it works:
You post –anonymously- a kink request that you’ve always wanted to see. Something you really want but don’t necessarily want to admit to.
Random people come by, read the request, and write a ficlet to order. And post it as a reply to the comment, also anonymously.
Multiple replies (ficlets) to requests are welcome, nay! Encouraged. Also, requesters do not have to say thank you and readers who enjoy the ficlets do not have to provide feedback, but it’s always loved.
About the requests:
A pairing is not enough. Please provide some sort of scenario, kink, detail, situation, that makes it special to you. A handy link to generate ideas should your pervy brain fail you.
About the replies:
If you need to, post “part 1”, “part 2”, etc.
In general:
Play nice. This is all anonymous and I will come down like Rafa on a bad day on anyone being mean.
Feel free to pimp this everywhere you wish.
If you accidentally have yourself signed in, please delete your comment and repost anonymously. If you don’t notice, I will try to do this for you.
Please, no underage characters having sex.
Request! If your request is filled, write another one!
Write! If you find a good prompt, write it, post it, and look for more!
Read! Everyone loves a reader!
I think that covers everything. So! Go forth and kink!
ETA: if you appear to be a troll I will delete your comments.
vom_marlowe (from who I quoted these guidelines). This is how it works: You post –anonymously- a kink request that you’ve always wanted to see. Something you really want but don’t necessarily want to admit to.
Random people come by, read the request, and write a ficlet to order. And post it as a reply to the comment, also anonymously.
Multiple replies (ficlets) to requests are welcome, nay! Encouraged. Also, requesters do not have to say thank you and readers who enjoy the ficlets do not have to provide feedback, but it’s always loved.
About the requests:
A pairing is not enough. Please provide some sort of scenario, kink, detail, situation, that makes it special to you. A handy link to generate ideas should your pervy brain fail you.
About the replies:
If you need to, post “part 1”, “part 2”, etc.
In general:
Play nice. This is all anonymous and I will come down like Rafa on a bad day on anyone being mean.
Feel free to pimp this everywhere you wish.
If you accidentally have yourself signed in, please delete your comment and repost anonymously. If you don’t notice, I will try to do this for you.
Please, no underage characters having sex.
Request! If your request is filled, write another one!
Write! If you find a good prompt, write it, post it, and look for more!
Read! Everyone loves a reader!
I think that covers everything. So! Go forth and kink!
ETA: if you appear to be a troll I will delete your comments.
For Love of Country, part 1
Date: 2009-05-27 12:37 am (UTC)It was at that moment that Roger sat bolt upright, all visions of dreams leaving, as he remembered those eyes. Rafael Nadal. His husband.
They had been married yesterday, although there had been no ceremony, no dancing in celebration, no happy family. This was a business arrangement. A pre-arranged marriage, to a man… no, a child, he had never seen before. Rafael was barely seventeen and none to happy to find himself far from his home and family. He had sat brooding in his chair, looking alternately defiant and on the verge of panic. He and Roger had exchanged no words. There really hadn't been any need for the two of them to be present. An emissary from Rafael's homeland had signed the necessary documents, pledging the allegiance of his country to Roger's, with Rafael as the 'collateral' that would seal the deal. That was to be the basis of their marriage.
Roger rubbed at his eyes and wished that it had been a dream. He remembered going to Rafael's chamber last night. Announcing himself by way of flinging open the door and stating, "We are required to consummate this marriage." He had tried to sound assured of himself and in control. He hoped that it had worked.
Rafael stood, held his chin high, and nodded once. He began to disrobe and Roger had noticed how his hands had trembled slightly. If he was afraid, though, he didn't speak of it and didn't try to deny what was rightfully Roger's to take: Rafael belonged to Roger now. What followed was not an act of intimacy between two lovers. There were only the few touches necessary to bring Roger to full erection. He had rolled Rafael onto his stomach, as much for the ease of penetration as to hide the young man's face. Roger was not proud of what he was doing. He knew he was hurting him, physically and emotionally. But what choice did he have? What choice did either of them have?
Once Roger had reached climax he quickly withdrew, stood, and reached for his clothes. Rafael had laid perfectly still, face pressed into his arms. A sheen of sweet covered his back and his breathing was labored. Roger had started to reach out. To touch him, to comfort him. But in the end he didn't know what he could say that would make a difference. This Spaniard's life had changed dramatically and there was nothing to be done for it.
As he lay there, dwelling over the events of the day before, he heard the sound of voices outside his chamber door. He listened closely. No, not outside his door. The voices were muffled and too distant. They were outside of Rafael's door. He got out of bed and quickly dressed. As he moved through his rooms he heard the voices getting louder, demanding something. There was an argument of some sort taking place.
He opened his door and all eyes turned to him. The assembly of some ten to twelve people all simultaneously bowed and mumbled apologies. He recognized the doctor and one of the foreign emissaries. A distasteful man, who had sneered throughout the proceedings and handed Rafael off as if he were a piece of meat being bartered over at the local market. Roger had hated him on first sight.
"What is going on here?", Roger demanded.
The doctor spoke up first. "A thousand apologies, Sire. But we must speak to your… your…" he waved his hand at Rafael's door.
"To my husband? Why? What business have you with him?" Roger was getting a very bad feeling about this.
The foreign emissary spoke, using a tone that was at once condescending and infuriating. "You see, Sire, we are here to… Well, to ensure that the marriage was consummated last night." The man smiled but it was nothing short of evil.
For Love of Country, part 2
Date: 2009-05-27 12:39 am (UTC)"Sire, you must understand. The alliance between our countries is dependent upon this marriage. As such, it must be determined to be legitimate. There is but one way to make that determination."
The doctor rose and spoke softly. "Sire, I must examine him. Your husband. I must see that he has been… That you have… Sire, please! I must examine him. But he refuses to open the door. "
Roger's blood boiled. What an indignation! As if having been torn from his home, married off to a stranger, and then practically raped hadn't been bad enough? Now this young man would have to expose himself to these prying eyes, to ensure that his virginity no longer existed? Roger was at once ashamed and horrified at his part in all of this. He moved quickly to put himself between them and his husband's bedroom door.
"No. No you will not enter." He glared at both the doctor and the Foreign Emissary. The doctor had the sense to bow down again and back away. The Emissary continued to smile.
"Sire, it is not really something that you have a choice in. You see, the marriage contract stipulates that this marriage must be authenticated. And there is only one way to do that. If there is no confirmation, I must report back that there is no legitimate marriage. Our countries will part ways." By this point the Foreign Emissary was no longer smiling.
Roger's heart pounded in his chest. His face was flush with anger. The realization was becoming clear. His heart sank, but he stood defiant.
"Wait out here. Do not enter this door until I give you permission."
"As you wish, Sire." The Foreign Emissary gave the slightest of bows. "But we shall remain."
Roger turned to the door and knocked softly. "Rafael, please let me in."
The door opened a crack. Roger pushed it open further and slipped through, closing and bolting it. Rafael had retreated to a chair on the far side of the room. He looked as if he might be in shock. No doubt he was.
Roger approached him slowly, and knelt down in front of him.
"Rafael. Rafael, look at me please."
Roger didn't know if his touch would be welcome or not, but he reached out and took one of Rafael's hands in his own, squeezing it gently. Rafael closed his eyes and made a choked sound.
"Rogelio, please. Rogelio, they want me to show them. To show them… I no can do that!"
Roger pulled Rafael to his feet and encircled him in his arms. For a brief moment Rafael stood stiff. Then he folded into Roger and clung to him, face buried in his neck. Roger stroked his back, his arms, murmering soothing words.
"I know this is not something you were expecting. I wasn't either. It's going to be alright, though, Rafael. I am so sorry for last night, that I didn't talk to you, to explain to you what was happening. I was wrong to leave you. Please forgive me! I know I have no right to ask this of you but I have to ask you to trust me. Will you do that for me, please?"
He pulled back slightly so that he could look at Rafael's face. He was glad to see that the shock and fear had, once again, been replaced with determination.
"Si, Rogelio, si. I trust you. Mi esposo. I trust you with my life now, no?" His smile was small, but true.
Mi esposo. Roger felt his entire world move with these words.
Re: For Love of Country, part 2
Date: 2009-05-27 12:24 pm (UTC)Re: For Love of Country, part 2
Date: 2009-05-30 11:06 am (UTC)Re: For Love of Country, part 2
Date: 2009-07-19 06:35 pm (UTC)Re: For Love of Country, part 1
Date: 2009-05-27 10:40 am (UTC)