"And I Would Be the Last to Let it Show..."

[psalm_onethirtyone]

So I finally finished the last book in Gerald Morris' Arthurian series. I had been getting steadily more disappointed, as the last three or four books were kind of awful, but the last one was actually really good. I mean, evil!2-D!Mordred, but I've really given up on that front. And yeah. I cried. At my client's house, stealthily, while she was napping and watching The Waltons. >_> I would say Mr. Morris has seen himself off with a pleasing dignity.

BUT now I am all sad b/c all my dumb Arthurian boys are dead, so obvs. this is your cue to ask for porn of them, as I am doing: THIS MEME (which shall be called This Meme):

01 » Submit a pairing (or threesome, or solo person) and a prompt by replying to this post.

02 » Please use the following format: fandom, pairing, prompt.

03 » I'll then reply with five* sentences of smut. [The original meme does say that you can request gen/other non-smutty things, but I'll say straight up that I'd prefer to flex my porn muscles (that was a TERRIBLE thing to say) and so would prefer that request. Having said that, y'all can of course request whatever you'd like, and I may even turn some requests into gen depending on how I feel about my ability to write the smut. Also, I guess "solo person" here refers to masturbation in the context of smut? Which I'm fine with too!] <-- so said blindmadness and julietveiled, so say I.

04 » If I can't do the prompt then I will beg for your forgiveness, and offer it up to others let you select another if you'd like.

This is not really restricted to Arthuriana. I also write Sherlock, Westmark, certain historical novels, Shakespeare, and can probably be conned into others if you remind me of what they are (when I'm done I will tag this post with the appropriate fandoms).

Comments

[eremon-lass.livejournal.com]

Arthurian, Bedivere/Morgause, fruit (DON'T JUDGE MY SEKKRIT SHIP!)
Arthurian, Sagramore/Gaheris, geography
Westhurian, Agravaine/Justin, angels
Westhurian, Rina/Guinevere, mirror

Pick one, or all, or none. Arthurian can be from any flavoured universe you like - "canon", Britannia, Catechism, whatever...I'm easy. That sounded wrong.

((And no I have not forgotten that I owe you Bedi/Kay brithday smut...it is percolating in the back of my head and I haven't had time to write it yet BECAUSE I AM A HORRIBLE PERSON and will now probably do this meme because I am terrible at writing porn and could use the practice what?))

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

DEAR GOD. However, watch me do them all. Also, I AM WAITING FOR MY BIRTHDAY SMUT, MADAM.

1. They make a fine pair, a crippled old soldier getting by on his lecher's reputation, and a lonely old woman using a touch of magic to keep her hair black and her skin smooth. But Morgause doesn't have patience with many things these days, least of all sentimentality and regret.

This one she has no interest in playing pretence with. The fruit of that is that she knows he's not Arthur, he won't staunch that wound. But as she writhes against the mattress, the fingers of his one hand buried to the knuckles in her, her heart flares and sparks with a satisfaction she can put no name to.


2. "What did all those priests teach you?" Sagramore asks lazily, smiling. Gaheris is still trying to calm the fluttering in his breast at being taken to bed by his brother's lover, by someone who could have Mordred any time he wanted, but is spending the afternoon with him instead.

"Latin, a little Greek, mathematics, illumination, British and French geography," he whispers, as Sagramore's fingers trail across his thighs, as Sagramore leans closer and kisses his chest.

"I'll teach you something the priests won't."

Gaheris' head goes blank when Sagramore's teeth close gently on his nipple, and all he manages to think is that he probably isn't going to learn anything at all.


3. "I'm not an angel," Justin snaps.

"Oh, shut up, I know that," Agravain says, his breath coming in short pants -- it's hard to think with his dick up Justin's pretty white ass, and who the hell cares what endearment a man uses when he's giving you a good fuck?

"Then don't say it."

Agravain can't help being irritated that Justin has the presence of mind to complain at all, and he thrusts harder, doing his best to shut him up, but Justin is perfectly collected.

"A devil's more like it, anyway," Agravain mutters, but Justin maintains a stony silence, and the birdlike cry he gives when he finally comes gives Agravain no satisfaction at all (he knows it's not for him).


4. Even Lancelot, to whom she tells all her secrets, doesn't know about the little golden washerwoman from the courtyard. Guenever feels guilty, sometimes. But then Rina makes them both stand naked in front of the mirror, and smiles her golden smile, and Guenever feels some courage and joy she never feels around the men. Rina's lye-burned hands explore her, from her soft breasts to the tight opening between her legs, hidden by soft blonde curls, and she feels beautiful. She's never found her climax so sweetly with either of the men.

[eremon-lass.livejournal.com]

OMG, now I really have to get on it with the smut.

These are all delightful, btw.

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

:D Yes.

Yay! Ngl, writing grumpy!Agravain!sex is actually kind of enormously fun.

[eremon-lass.livejournal.com]

I fail so hard at teh sexx0rs.

is there any other kind of Agravain!sex? I would dare you to write fluffy!happy!Agravain!sex, but I have NO IDEA HOW THAT WOULD WORK OR WHO IT WOULD BE WITH.

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

XD I am so excited to read yours.

Hahaha oh man. I have no idea. He would have to be really, really, REALLY drunk.

[julietveiled.livejournal.com]

Omg CREEPIN' ON YER WESTHURIAN SMUT. HI THERE. o.o

[eremon-lass.livejournal.com]

YUP YUP. It's happening in my journal too, go request if you have a particular flavor in mind.