When Kurt had snapped at Puck after Glee rehearsal and told him to kiss his ass, Puck had simply responded, "When and where?"

Tommy and Kris shove Adam into a dark room. No talking necessary. They're in control and Adam doesn't mind.

"Okay," Eric says, "but you've got to be quiet, sweetheart. You know how thin these walls are."

This is not exactly what Jensen was expecting when he came into work this morning.

"Are you sure this is okay with you," she whispers quietly, peering down at Jason.

The Antivan language and sex on the war table: just two of Bull's varied interests.

“Is that lightning?” Cullen chokes out breathlessly.

Karkat can match him at either end of his scale, balancing both highs and lows with this kind of frothing, incoherent fury that's...kind of attractive, in the right light. All that energy. All that drive.

The humans are likely taking care of the conversations. Gaila and Kori can attend to much more pleasant diplomatic endeavors.

It's one thing to know in your gut that something is safe. It is another thing entirely to have the evidence staring you in the face, irrefutable and heartbreakingly earnest. (a kink meme fill)

The strap-on was Wade's idea in the first place.

ib a post on tumblr: yeah power bottom viktor is nice but what about loud needy bottom viktor who can't shut his moans no matter how hard he tries because yuuri fucks him just too good and he just lets yuuri do everything

"You kissed me in front of thousands of people." Viktor laughs, masking behind a gasp when Yuuri's grip on his hair turns deathly. "I did. I was so proud of you. You did so good." He pauses, relishing in the nervous tremble of Yuuri's shoulders. "We're in a bathroom, you know. You want everyone to see what you did to me?" "Maybe."

"Viktor." "Hm?" "Choke me."

Mulan has been captured; Shang finds her. Written for the Disney Kink Meme.

Jason's the Red Hood and being the Red Hood gives him sex magic. Duh.

Xanxus figures it's probably better not to ask too many questions, just in case he doesn't like the answers.

Tsuna considers the various ways in which he relates to his Guardians.

Gokudera has a thing for Tsuna's Dying Will Flame.

Tsuna gives his people whatever they need, and Yamamoto is no exception. Porn with Characterization.

Wufei is made to watch and wait.

The steam was fogging up the bathroom too badly to see through the glass doors of the shower, but Lance didn’t need to see any farther than a few inches from his face right now anyway.

There's a hard cock nestled between his legs and soft lips on the back of his neck, and Kagami groans, catching the hand splayed over his stomach and lacing their fingers. “Good morning to you too,” he gasps, and Tobirama hums into his shoulder.

“Can you take a little more?” Hashirama murmurs, and there's a whisper of something else beneath the velvet of his voice, heady and heavy like the power that curls across his skin, and Obito shudders, moans.

“Back from your mission already?” Orochimaru asks slyly, and the grip on his hair is too tight for him to turn his head, but he can see the fall of white hair reflected in the mirror on the far wall, can smell the crushed-leaf and dark-earth scent of the man, touched with sweat and metal. “I'm two days late,” Sakumo says into the nape of his neck, and the hand slides from his side up to the collar of his robe.

“Over your desk?” Kiba says, lazily amused. “Shikamaru's gonna kill you.”

Tenten's kiss is sticky-sweet and traced with copper, and Sakura just wants to devour her.

“Look at you,” Zabuza says, lazy and languid, and when Utakata flicks his eyes up he’s watching intently, legs spread wide, breath coming hard. His grip tightens in Utakata's hair, but there’s no pressure behind it. “Fuck, you helped overthrow the Mizukage and then just dropped to your knees. Makes a man wonder.”

“I’m starting to think all those rumors about the Hatake were true,” Orochimaru manages to get out, half an instant before he’s landing on his hands and knees on a thin bedroll, hands already tearing at his robes.

“Look at you,” Shisui says admiringly, rocking back on his heels and surveying his prize. Sequel to 'if you can find that leap of faith', but entirely plotless.

Mei’s had dreams that weren’t as good as this.

“I'm so glad you're okay,” Kagami whispers, pressing a kiss to Tobirama’s shoulder blade.

Kakashi is enjoying this a hell of a lot more than he thought he would, and he had high expectations going in.

Eddie is lonely, but he doesn't have to be.

At the start, Jon was embarassed by the size differences. He never thought he was scrawny, at least not compared to others at Winterfell, but he knew he could never stand at eye level with Tormund

"So," User(s) panted, pulling out of the WSFS lawyer(s) and falling sideways onto the bed. "You'll let us say we all won Hugos now right?"

"Think I could make you come like this?

Sometimes Shang likes to pretend that Mulan was really a man. Mulan has no objections to helping.

Not your typical morning wake-up call.

“Really? Right now?” Wei Ying whispered, and Lan Zhan could only nod, a reckless pulse throbbing in his veins.

“One more,” Alpha decides, and beneath him Jon can't do anything but moan, hitching and ragged.

the boys are back and they are high and horny

When it comes to Pudding, Sanji is happy to be in the palm of her hand. (Or not, as is more often the case.)