Kink Poll: The first of several

[scribblinlenore]

So in my poll about polling, match the character to the kink won. I decided to do separate polls for my major shows, so I could include more characters. Because...well, it was entertaining me! *g*



[Poll #1079962]

Comments

[ladycat777.livejournal.com]

totally isn't preening

And who would we like Lorne with? I am still partial to the pony playing. Not because I actually like it -- if I'm riding a horse, I am riding a four-legged creature who eats grass because its digestive system requires this -- but, it's just -- asklkjsdf. Lorne, like Sheppard, is made to be told what to do. God, pretty boys.

[byrne.livejournal.com]

God, we don't really care who with. Preeeeeetty.

Okay, we care. Um. M/M/F because I'm in that kind of place. Lorne and Sheppard doing what Teyla tells them would be pretty, but I'm not sure if I'd actually buy it. Ohhhhhhhhh Lorne and Carson, back in the day, sharing some quality time with Laura Cadman.

.......


Yeah, that.

[ladycat777.livejournal.com]

Like, oh:

Lorne always has expectations. He knows he'd be happier if he didn't, and he's learned not to live with constant disappointment, but it doesn't stop his brain from making lists of what he thinks might happen.

High up on the list, but still lower than no one can expect this, it's insane, is the idea that Carson Beckett will say 'love' a lot. Lorne has two women on his team so every post-mission check-up ends with Beckett patting Kusanagi's or Richardson's arm saying, "There we go, love."

He expects it.

He doesn't get it.

"Aren't you the pretty one," is what Beckett -- Carson, please, call me Carson -- says, smiling with a leering heat that Lorne has trouble pairing with the normally gentle and, occasionally, shrill doctor who's cared for his scrapes and injuries for almost two years. "I always did like big lads."

"Don't I get you the best presents?" Laura is stunningly naked, arm loosely around Carson's shoulders so she can nibble behind his ear, teeth glinting white when she bites the lobe, tugging just enough to make Carson gasp. "You should finish unwrapping him."

She says is casually, but Lorne here's the expectation in her voice. It's military, trained to detect jokes from orders, and he hears it. Feels it, and he knows without even looking that Carson does, too.

Okay. Change that expectation.

Lorne keeps his eyes on Laura as she slides into a chair, eyes glittering as Carson tugs him upright and undoes his fly. There's no fumbling, no uncertainty -- sure hands with sensitive fingers, confidently pushing his pants down before cupping Lorne's balls, two fingers sliding up and down Lorne's by-now-very-hard cock.

Licking her lips, Laura says, "Lorne. Got a problem with blowjobs?"

"No," he says, and if she hears the implied ma'am, well, it's certainly not affecting his dick. Or Carson, who is bristly and warm and surprisingly solid as he licks up Lorne's neck.

"Rimming?"

He licks his lips. "No, no problem."

"Pegging?"

He has to lock his knees and swallow back the whimper, although if it's the sudden vision of Laura sliding into Carson -- or himself -- or Carson while Carson is in him or -- or if it's the way his nipples are being thumbed, rough and knowing, he couldn't say.

"No, no problem with pegging."

Laura's grin lights up the room. She unhooks her legs, the light flashing against wetness Lorne desperately wants to taste, standing to saunter over and lean against her boyfriend's shoulder while said boyfriend does terrible things to Lorne. Terrible, wonderful things.

"You know, I really didn't expect this when I said yes," Lorne rasps.

Laura kisses with teeth, sharp and playful and demanding. "You gotta problem with that?"

Lorne's answer is a gasp, folding easily as he's pushed back down to his knees, Carson joining him so they can both lick Laura to her first orgasm of the evening, saving themselves for whatever she might ask.

"No," he says to slick, heated skin, pushing his tongue in more deeply while Carson's stubble rubs his cheek and chin raw, as eager as he is. "Not at all."

[byrne.livejournal.com]

adslkljakdlasa

*stares*

!!!!!!!!!!!!!! homg you love me. *saves FOREVER*

wow, that's really hot omg. ♥ thank you! eeee

[ladycat777.livejournal.com]

god damned homonyms. I really do know the difference between here and hear although you'd never know it *faceplams a lot*

*kisses your nose*

[byrne.livejournal.com]

totally didn't notice

shhhh it's our little secret.

*reads again and takes some private time*

[justhuman.livejournal.com]

It made smile with joy because it's exactly the kind of mistake my brain does all the time, even though I know the difference too. The most endearing part to me was that your brain kinda knew something was off and tried to fix it with the " 's " -- because I do that all the time too!

Oh, did I mention that this was seriously hot and you need to be giving more orders to Lorne!

[cbpotts.livejournal.com]

Holy Holy Holy Shit.

That's so freaking hot it melted my brain.

(I'm a friend of byrne, not some random crazy person!)

[soft-princess.livejournal.com]

I think I love you a *lot*.

OMG. That is just SO hot. I have a thing for Carson/Lorne, and this, with Laura, is just... I have no words. I have a new OT3, that is what I have. :D

[moosesal.livejournal.com]

Oh. My. God. I would never have expected that particular threesome, but yeah. I can work with that. Unh.

Pegging. *goes to happy place*

[mckays-girl.livejournal.com]

OMG HOT

[miso-no-tsuki.livejournal.com]

*thud*
*is dedded*
Best threesome EVER!