Why. oh why?

[roxy]

Why aren't tons of people writing Sam/Castiel? I want it so much, I just adore the idea. *siiiigh* Why can't everyone else see how great it is? Or why can't people just sit at home and say, gosh, I should be writing roxy something good right now--say, a little Sam/Cas, or Whit/Clark, or Dean/OMC, or dub-con Lex/Lucas, or borderline non-con Brex or non-con Lex/Whit...where is the love, people, where is the love?

Speaking of love, my love for Denise/Drew of Scrubs grows--in fact it burns like a hot flame and I'd so read it if it existed. Those two are hot like a raging fire and Denise--if I loved her anymore, I'd have to marry her. I totally thought the revamped Scrubs was going to stink like DeadSonja Henie on ice but no, I fucking love it. *happysigh*

See? I made myself all smiles again! Yay!!

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[rednihilist.livejournal.com]

say, a little Sam/Cas, or Whit/Clark, or Dean/OMC, or dub-con Lex/Lucas, or borderline non-con Brex or non-con Lex/Whit

Uh, yeah. I-- I got none of the above, hon. Zilch. Nada. *turns out pockets* Um, there's some *picks through lint* Unrequited Adam/Dean, and, uh, Clex? How 'bout a smidgen of Lucas/Lois? Or. . . I was planning a good ol' Bruce/Selina later. Maybe that would work? No? Well, *rustles through purse* I think I still have some Lionel/Lin here somewhere. I know that's non-con. . .

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

Oooooooo...unrequited Adam/Dean is my fav flavor!

*grabs you by your collar* Lionel/Lin???? Woman, I do have limits! *shudders*

[cha.livejournal.com]

i ONLY like Sam/Castiel :)

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

I know right? First I was all oh, Dean/Cas, but as time passed I came to see the vast potential hotness of Sam/Cas. ;)

[cha.livejournal.com]

:D maybe YOU should write it!

I concur. Sam/Cas is a recipe for my kind of fic.

[justabi.livejournal.com]

Given that Sam started the Apocalypse and all, where he's going after he dies is pretty much a given. Even so, he's pretty sure what he's doing with Castiel qualifies him for a new level of Hell. He's taking advantage of an Angel, for Christ's sake, and he doesn't even want to stop. Oh, he feels guilty, but there's a difference between guilt and repentance, and deep down in the filthy places in his soul, he loves it, craves it, revels in all it's sordid, tawdry glory.

The thing is watching Castiel bite his bottom lip, clench shut his eyes, turn his head away, and bury his face in a pillow while Sam fucks him in Dean's bed twists something in Sam's gut. Hearing Cas whimper is more delicious than ever Ruby's blood tasted, more blasphemous, a better tasting aftertaste of betrayal in his mouth when he talks to Dean with his precious Cas's cum on his breath.

Re: I concur. Sam/Cas is a recipe for my kind of fic.

[twinsarein.livejournal.com]

Oooo, vicious! I love it. You're going to send Miss Roxy into a paroxysm of ecstasy when she sees it. The last sentence, especially the last few words were deliciously nasty of Sam.

Re: I concur. Sam/Cas is a recipe for my kind of fic.

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

*SOBS* How do I deserve your love?

[myownghost.livejournal.com]

>stink like DeadSonja Henie on ice

hahaha! i used to watch her movies on tv. she was lovely. :)

dr. cox is still on the show, right? i have such the hots for him in S1 eps (which i have on dvd). is jordan still in the picture?

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

Oh, Dr. Cox is still there, but sadly, Jordan isn't and we miss her lots. :(

But I'm telling you, the new folks are so good! :)

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

Ooohh...reeeeally? That sounds pretty darn interesting....*G*

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

I can't get behind TVD, but Ian is so snarky and enjoying being a bastard so much, it's hard not to tune in just to see him. *g*

[danceswithgary]

Only you would use a zombie iceskater metaphor. *snicker*

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

*GRRRIIIIIIIIINNN*

I can't do angels...

[twinsarein.livejournal.com]

or can't have angels done, that is. *g* I seem to have a block, even though I like reading them. However, I don't have a block anywhere else...

Clark toweled his hair dry and walked out of the showers area. He'd taken a lot of congratulations from the guys about his touchdown today and he'd basked in it instead of getting changed. He was alone in the locker area, all of the others long gone.

Moving the towel down his body, he continued to dry himself of. He could super speed it, but he liked the feeling of the rough towel on his skin. He actually slowed down, instead of speeding up. The feeling started to make him hard, not that it took much these days.

"That was quite a leap you made just before your touchdown today, Clark."

"Whitney!" Clark convulsively moved the towel in front of him, trying to hide his partial erection from the boy leaning against the lockers just a few feet away. Being caught deflated him a little, but not enough. "I thought everyone was gone."

"Considering the personal relationship you were starting up with that towel, I believe it." Whitney pushed off the lockers and moved towards Clark.

Clark backed up, but all too soon felt the cool metal of a locker at his own back. "W-whitney?"

Reaching out, Whitney ran a hand down Clark's chest, until he reached the towel. He tugged lightly. Clark's hands tightened around it briefly, but then, for reasons he wasn't clear on, he let go.

Dropping away, the towel was instantly forgotten by both boys. Feeling Whitney's eyes on a part of him that no one but him has seen for about a decade, made Clark shiver and a small gasp left his lips. His cock started growing again.

Reaching out again, Whitney ran a single finger down Clark's almost fully engorged cock. "That's quite an impressive piece of equipment you've got there. Have you ever felt anything on it other than your own hand?"

All Clark could do is slowly shake his head, eyes wide. They widen even further when Whitney sinks to his knees in front of him, and his cock finished hardening in one quick rush that left him a little dizzy.

Seeing Whitney begin to lean forward, Clark forced himself to hold out a restraining hand. "Wait. What...what about Lana, your girlfriend?"

Whitney smirks up at him. "We do play our roles well, don't we? Lana's never been anything more than my beard, and she knows it. She's been happy to help. She understands how hard it is to be gay in a small town, especially for someone in sports."

When Whitney leaned forward again, Clark let his hand fall weakly away. While he watched his cock disappear into Whitney's mouth, he had to lock his knees to keep himself from collapsing.

Banging his head back into the locker behind him, he could feel it denting, but he didn't care. He'd never felt anything like this. When Whitney starts sucking and swirling his tongue around his tip, Clark knows that that was it.

His entire body tensing up, lightning zinging its way to every part of him, Clark started coming. Whitney chokes a little, but didn't pull off. Feeling boneless when he's done, Clark wasn't sure what was keeping him on his feet while Whitney licked him clean.

Dazed, Clark's eyes followed Whitney as he stood. When the older boy started to undress, Clark's dick twitched. When he was as naked as Clark, he held up two packets. One was a condom, even Clark knew that, but he wasn't sure what the other one was.

Sliding the packets down Clark's torso, Whitney locked their gazes together. "Turn around, Clark."

Re: I can't do angels...

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

*MELTS*
Really, what did I do to deserve such good friends? Thank you for reaching out to me in my time of extreme perversion need. *shmooch*

Clark...is there anything more delicious than an innocent Clark? Well, besides a RedKClark...*G*

Re: I can't do angels...

[twinsarein.livejournal.com]

*g* I'm glad you enjoyed it. I really don't think there is much better than an innocnet Clark. I always grateful for TW being old enough for me to enjoy it relatively guilt free.

[tabaqui]

That icon is a *subtle dig* at me, isn't it? You think i should be writing dub-con Lex/Clark h/c!!
*cough*

:)

Um. I think i shall go take a nap.
*la la la*

Dude! I wrote fic! Um, not for *you*, but i did *write fic* and post it and everything.
*twirls you*

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

*EXPLODES*

Omg, don't even tease me that way, you evol thing!

Hey, you wrote fic!!! *HUGS* Thank you! Even though it's not for me, it's still exciting! *GGG*