Mercy (mercscilla) wrote,

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Uhm, smut? Sure...

I'm writing smut.

WTH? After two years of abscence I dived right in. All the fault of the PORN BATTLE.

My brother is going to throw a fit when he finds out what I'm doing to his computer (I'm camping at his/keeping him company/playing nurse/whatever). If he ever stops playing his PS2, that is.

I'm doing Pepperony (Tony/Pepper) for Iron Man and woah, I think my muse is a little bit desperate to fit in as much smut as possible.

"Pleasure her, pleasure his reactor and then him, and finally the great finale." Right, why not. It's not like I'm RUSTY or anything when it comes to writing...


[...]Until her tongue flicked out and gave his reactor a little lick. Wet, hot, and damn sexy. He groaned and his fingers twitched as she did it again. This time she swept along the outer ring, leaving a wet trail on his shirt and the skin underneath.

He tightened his grip on her head as she unbuttoned his shirt, breath ghosting over flesh and technology, and finally, warm, moist lips kissing both. Dividing their attention between his yearning flesh and glowing reactor.[...]

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