bakerstreet | It's all about the laps

IN YOUR LAP

Some things don't need explanations. Chicken wings. Wonderful weather. Guilty pleasures like Michael Bay movies. This meme is one of those things. It's simple: one character is in another's lap, and eventually the two get hot and heavy. Whether it's a friend sitting on a lap because there's no room, couples cuddling, or a stripper giving a lap dance, one thing will lead to another...after all, the loss of personal space can certainly set actions (and more) in motion.

Prompts

Innocent Lap Sitting: It's just a friendly gesture. Maybe you're enjoying a movie or a dinner together. Nothing wrong with that!
Romantic Canoodling: You two are spending some time together, and there's no way to be closer than to snuggle up in your lover's lap.
Out of Necessity: No more room on the bench, in the booth, or on the couch? There's a place on their lap.
Amateur Lap Dance: Just something sexy between lovers. Or maybe more silly than sexy.
Professional Lap Dance: Better break out the ones. This lap dance will cost you.
Dare: Nobody ever thought you'd get this close and personal, so they pushed you into doing it.
Pointed: They said you couldn't turn them on so easily. Challenge accepted.
Accidental: Oops, you've fallen! Good thing this lap was there.
Step Back I Feel a Little Poke: Wait. What's this? Maybe you should wiggle your hips a little to find out.
Lovemaking Lapsitting: Riding someone while they're sitting up can make the rider feel powerful, since they're on top, but the one being ridden may notice just how soft and small they are...and embrace them out of instinct.

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"I don't know. Chilly Willy kind of grows on you. And it'd be interesting to have one, don't you think? Supervillain, mm? With a cock of ice, using it to freeze all his enemies mid-coitus?" He couldn't help it, really. Leonard had all but served it up on a platter. He was laughing, head tipped back for a moment as he thought about it. "Talk about a real cocksicle, mm? I wonder what flavor you'd be."

Okay, despite his very real annoyance and the pride he took in his status as one of the most badass and successful criminals in Central City, Len couldn't help but smile at that. "Sounds like someone I'd badly like to fuck, not to be," he retorted. "And I'd definitely be vanilla-flavoured." His favourite flavour of ice cream. So long as it had rainbow sprinkles on it.

Hmph. Well, there was really only one way to win this argument, and that was to distract the jerk so thoroughly that he'd forget all about it.

So he just leaned forward and swallowed Lucifer's very fine - and not at all icy - cock.

Lucifer was very good at multitasking, though he could easily get distracted when he let himself. It was a pleasure to watch that smirking mouth open wide and take him in whole, to feel the heat and wetness envelop him as he watched it, teeth catching on his lower lip as he let out a soft hum. "I suppose that depends on who was pitching and who was catching, mm? Be amazing to find out just where one could get frostbite from something like that."

Sorry, Leonard, but it'd take more than an adroit mouth to get him to shut up.

Damnit.

Len snorted and hollowed his cheeks, sucking as his head began to bob up and down. His hands reached up and slid up Lucifer's thighs, then hooked in his waistband and tugged down, trying to divest him of his clothes entirely without stopping what he was doing.

He could multitask, too. Sort of.

He also gave Lucifer the finger, though he couldn't stop himself from smiling around the obstruction in his mouth at the same time.

He had to lift up just a little to let his pants and boxers be pulled down, trying not to choke the poor boy while he did. But eventually, Italian wool was pulled down long legs and he let his eyes wander over the half-naked body in front of him.

"I hope you don't think I'm going to be the only fully nude one here -- and we'll get to that soon enough, don't worry." He nodded at the finger jutting up at him, indicating what 'that' was. Fuck him? Oh, it would happen. Hell, they might just take turns, if Leonard could keep up with him.

Len rumbled noncommittally. Now that his shirt was off, he didn't much care about getting the rest of the way naked. But maybe he wasn't going to make things so easy for Lucifer.

In fact, he had every intention of not letting him come right now, working him right to the edge. He was pretty damn good at sucking cock, actually, and he was applying all of his skill at the moment, using tongue and lips and even a little teeth to stimulate and tease.

As for keeping up with Lucifer, that was less certain, depending on the guy's stamina. He was only human, after all.

Leonard was soon to learn what sort of a mouthful he'd gotten himself into. If he thought he was leaving before the sun came up... well. Well, Leonard.

Lucifer made no pretense at hiding that he was enjoying himself, a hand coming up to play at the short, buzzed cap of hair on Leonard's head, feeling the bristles tickle over his palm as he slid a leg along the man's side. "I'm quite happy to rip them off if you won't take them off yourself."

Len grinned and lifted his head, the cock slipping from his lips. He continued to stroke, keeping up the stimulation without pause. "You break it, you buy it," he purred.

Then he dropped his head down again, his swollen lips closing around Lucifer's dick and his cheeks hollowing out once more. He lifted a hand to delve between Lucifer's legs, rolling his balls between chilled fingers.

"Easily done. I'm sure I've got better in my closet you can have," said somewhat breathlessly, head tipping back again and thighs spreading wider as those cooler fingers played over the heated globes between his legs. "Soon, Snowflake. I'd like to return the favor."

It's all about the laps

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omg this is the worst /giggling forever at Lucifer

He's such a shit. I make no apologies for him. YOU KNEW WHAT YOU WERE GETTING INTO

I DID

And then some.

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