Phonesexathon? Phonesexathon!
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delicataleHello, and welcome to this Hawaii Five-0 Phonesexeathon!
Okay, so let’s be honest, this is happening majorly because I am a big fan of phone sex and the lack of it in this fandom is making me a little sad. So I decided a meme could be fun! I’m advertising a bit because I’m still new to this fandom and I want the most people to see it and participate and prompt and read if they so wish, but I don’t have a lot of followers, so, yeah.
Okay! So! Anything goes! Any pairing any genre het and slash all that. You can post prompts, you can start round-robins (I love them let’s do it!), you can just go ahead and write a 20,000 words long fic involving phone sex and posting the link here. Seriously, anything goes. I’d encourage prompting though, go ahead – anonymous commenting shall be open, even. If you so wish to use it. Also, sexting is also allowed of course. As is fanart! Of course!
I don’t really want to put a ton of rules here, we’re all big people, right? No bashing no hating, this stuff, obvious, right? This is for fun. Let us get on with the phone sex!
Also, do pimp it around people! The more, the merrier! Here, have some pimping code:
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Okay, so let’s be honest, this is happening majorly because I am a big fan of phone sex and the lack of it in this fandom is making me a little sad. So I decided a meme could be fun! I’m advertising a bit because I’m still new to this fandom and I want the most people to see it and participate and prompt and read if they so wish, but I don’t have a lot of followers, so, yeah.
Okay! So! Anything goes! Any pairing any genre het and slash all that. You can post prompts, you can start round-robins (I love them let’s do it!), you can just go ahead and write a 20,000 words long fic involving phone sex and posting the link here. Seriously, anything goes. I’d encourage prompting though, go ahead – anonymous commenting shall be open, even. If you so wish to use it. Also, sexting is also allowed of course. As is fanart! Of course!
I don’t really want to put a ton of rules here, we’re all big people, right? No bashing no hating, this stuff, obvious, right? This is for fun. Let us get on with the phone sex!
Also, do pimp it around people! The more, the merrier! Here, have some pimping code:
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Re: Round Robin!
Date: 2011-05-04 08:55 am (UTC)"No, jackass, only me."
Danny's thumb hovers over the 'end call' button for a moment, but who is he kidding, really, he's already had about eighteen oh-so-knowing looks from his sisters due to the fact that he seems to have started every story since he arrived home with the words "so Steve and I..." - it's a curse.
"It's only, what, midnight there though, right?"
"No, genius, it's 1am. Here in the land of more than one season we have a little thing called Daylight Savings. Tell me about this fucking tattoo so I can go back to sleep."
Re: Round Robin!
Date: 2011-05-04 09:04 am (UTC)“For God’s sakes Steve, sometimes you’re really stupid, I mean really, do you think they didn’t know you’d call? I have a good relationship with my parents, okay, I talk to them, so they know about you and they know that you need to know every single thing that I do and eat so they knew you’d call.”
Steve lets out a non-committal sound on the other end and Danny grits his teeth for a second. Another new McGarrett-induced habit that his dentist really wants him to lose.
“Will you tell me about this tattoo or did you just call to tell me and let me try to guess what it is for the rest of my stay here? You have a broken mind I have no idea what you’d get tattooed because your tattoos are weird, okay. Don’t think I won’t get Kono or Chin to take a picture for me, because I will.”
“It’s on my back. They could not see it until you’re back.”
“With your tendency to take your shirt off? I doubt it, Steven.”
Re: Round Robin!
Date: 2011-05-04 09:13 am (UTC)"So?"
"If I send you a picture myself, will that placate you?"
"Placate? Oh, someone's been playing Words With Friends. I didn't know you get that bored without me, babe."
"Shut up. You want the picture or not?"
"Hit me, McGarrett."
Re: Round Robin!
Date: 2011-05-04 09:21 am (UTC)“You – you got a tramp stamp.”
“Well, I wouldn’t call it like that –“
“It is what it is, though, Steve.”
It’s huge, though, it takes most of the width of Steve’s hips and he’s not a small man, Danny can recognize that. McGarrett will be the death of him, one way or another. There’s silence on the other end, not long, long enough.
“…Do you like it?”
Re: Round Robin!
Date: 2011-05-04 10:44 am (UTC)Danny dry-swallows, and he's totally not imagining what it'd be like to run his tongue along the outlines, especially not where it dips down until it's almost - almost - going between Steve's ass cheeks.
"Uh huh."
"Did - did it hurt?"
"It felt pretty good, actually."
"You would think that."
Re: Round Robin!
Date: 2011-05-04 11:00 am (UTC)Re: Round Robin!
Date: 2011-05-04 11:02 am (UTC)Danny smiles, even though he can’t take his eyes off the picture and now he really wishes he was in Hawaii, and, seriously, just no, he’s finally got a few days away from the stifling heat and the crimes and the pineapples, and his mom made his favorite dish when he got back and they also went for pizza and it’s been glorious, he does not want to be in Hawaii right now when he’s in Jersey. Happy Jersey, home.
Except he kinda really want to be in Hawaii. Fuck Steve McGarrett and his ninja Navy SEAL techniques.
“I don’t get off on pain, D.”
“Oh you don’t? Really, you don’t? That’s news to me, McGarrett. Please do tell me what you get off on, because you could have fooled me.”
Re: Round Robin!
Date: 2011-05-04 11:12 am (UTC)"That was not an invitation for phone sex."
"Why not? Seems like the perfect opportunity to me."
"I'm gonna be home in five days, Steve. You can't wait that long?"
Re: Round Robin!
Date: 2011-05-04 11:22 am (UTC)“Well, so do I, but I can keep myself in check for a week. I’ve kept myself in check for months.”
He pinches the bridge of his nose when he hears Steve sigh, and he knows he’s not going out of this easy. In a way he doesn’t even want to, he wants Steve to push him, get him going. He usually have rules, he doesn’t jerk off in his parents’ home anymore, but right now, with Steve’s voice in his ear and his new tattoo on his laptop screen, Danny feels weak and ready for some sacrifices.
“Which is why you shouldn’t have to anymore. Come on, you really don’t want me to tell you what gets me off?”
Danny groans, leans back in bed, staring at the ceiling for about a second before turning his eyes back to his computer and the picture. He wonders how’s the ink tastes, if it’s sensitive, if – if he grazes his teeth along the inked flesh Steve will shiver like he does when Danny bites into his biceps.
“I, huh. Fuck you, McGarrett, I’m in my parents’ home, there are Little League trophies in the room I sleep in.”
Re: Round Robin!
Date: 2011-05-04 11:45 am (UTC)"You - I hate you. Fine. Tell me. What exactly gets you off, that I don't already know about."
Re: Round Robin!
Date: 2011-05-04 11:58 am (UTC)“You. I get off on you.”
Danny rolls his eyes.
“Now, if you really want to do this, it’s gotta be better than that. Because not only do I know that already, because yes, Steve, I have realized you are obsessed with my ass, clothed or not, but also, this is just not enough. It will not help, and if it doesn’t help then I can’t go back to bed.”
Steve groans, deep and low and it raises goosebumps over Danny’s skin. But it’s still not enough.
“I’m not the horny one here. Use your words, Steve, tell me what you want.”
Re: Round Robin!
Date: 2011-05-04 12:52 pm (UTC)Danny kicks the covers off and wishes for the first time since he was fifteen that his bedroom door had a lock on it. He puts the laptop down on the floor by the bed, keeping the screen tilted so he can look at the photo when he settles on the bed. Okay, so maybe he misses Steve a little himself.
"I'm thinking."
"Oh, no. That's exactly what you don't do. Disengage all brain-to-mouth filters and just let the words flow, babe."
"That's easy for you to say."
"Hey, this was your idea."
Danny smiles at Steve's repeated groan, this time of annoyance rather than arousal. He scratches his chest with his free hand as he waits, licking his lips as his helpful mind provides him with plenty of possible scenarios that he himself could reel off in no time at all. He's not letting Steve off the hook that easy though.
Re: Round Robin!
Date: 2011-05-04 01:02 pm (UTC)There’s another deep breath, and Danny can imagine the slight blush creeping up Steve’s face. It amuses him, because Steve is not often found embarrassed and he started this so he’s got only himself to blame, but still, it’s funny, and a little endearing.
“I was just –”
Steve hesitates, on this side of unsure and Danny wants to be in bed with him, press his fingers in the dent of Steve’s hips and encourage him to go further. As it is he can only look down at the picture and let out a throaty little sound as he thinks about touching that new tattoo.
“You were what, Steve?”
Danny’s voice is lower than usual, and he wants to know, so badly.
“Before I called, I was thinking. I was thinking about what you’ll do once you get your hands on my tattoo. I know you like them – you say you don’t but I know you lie, you’re always looking at them and touching them and that time – that time when you watched me jerk off you almost looked at them more than you looked at my dick.”
Re: Round Robin!
Date: 2011-05-04 01:15 pm (UTC)Danny swallows thickly, a spark igniting low in his stomach as he remembers the way Steve's biceps flexed with each slow stroke of his dick, the way his tattoos had rippled, the way Steve's skin glistened, turning the tattoos darker. Fuck.
"And in the mornings, when you wake me up by tracing them with your fingertips. I know it's not just morning wood that gets you hard."
"You're supposed to be telling me what turns you on, not what turns me on. Tell me what you want me to do."
Danny palms his cock through his underwear, getting harder with every word. Steve's not even into his stride yet, Danny needs to control himself. It's not like they never talk dirty to each other, it's just a little less daunting when you can see the other person.
"I want you to touch me, but lightly, so I can only just feel it. I want you to trace patterns on my skin, draw your own tattoos. Then I want you to do it with your tongue."
Re: Round Robin!
Date: 2011-05-04 01:25 pm (UTC)This is AWESOME.
Re: Round Robin!
Date: 2011-05-04 01:34 pm (UTC)“I like that, you know? You want to know what turns me on? When we take our time – doesn’t happen often enough, Danny. And I know, it’s my fault, I’m always so fucking focused, I know you’re going to say that, but still. I want you to take your time, force me to take our time, want you to complete the tattoo with bite marks and bruises.”
Re: Round Robin!
Date: 2011-05-04 04:19 pm (UTC)Danny clears his throat when his voice comes out sounding used, his mouth going dry as his dick gets harder under his hand. He keeps his hand out of his boxers though, rubbing through the soft fabric instead, letting out another soft groan when he presses he heel of his hand to the head of his erection.
"Yeah? Good, 'cause I don't want you to stop there... I want -" Danny hears him swallow. "- I want you to turn me over and kiss and bite down my spine, until you get to the new one."
"Fuck."
Danny can't help himself. The bastard's actually reading his mind now.
Re: Round Robin!
Date: 2011-05-04 04:28 pm (UTC)“And you know this tat goes all the way down to my ass…”
Steve stops there, as if suddenly finding his brain-to-mouth filter again and Danny bites on a moan, pressing his hand hard against his cock, feeling the damp patch over the front of his boxers. He’s going a little crazy over there, his eyes and mouth and nose and ears filled with memories of Steve and it’s too much and not enough at the same time.
“I saw. So what?”
Re: Round Robin!
Date: 2011-05-04 04:40 pm (UTC)"I could what? Spell it out for me, Steve, come on. Tell me."
There's another swallow before Steve continues, and Danny really wishes he could put the phone on speaker and give himself a free hand, but that's really not happening with his parents in the next room and his Little League trophies staring down at him next to the picture of himself at camp that summer.
"You could keep going. With your tongue. Right - right down 'til y-you're in my ass. Fuck, it makes me so hard just thinking about it, D."
Re: Round Robin!
Date: 2011-05-04 04:57 pm (UTC)“Fuck, babe –”
“Yeah, yeah, and you’d get me right there, so fucking hot, going crazy, and then you’d move, just enough to start sucking my cock, and I’d come and you’ll – ”
Steve cuts himself off with a loud groan, telling Danny that his own words pushed him to the edge, and he can’t help the surge of pride going through his body at that.
Re: Round Robin!
Date: 2011-05-05 11:46 am (UTC)Danny can just see it. Steve spread out and boneless on the bed, letting Danny move into him. He can hear Steve's whimpers, in his head and in real life, and he tightens his hand on his dick, yanking on it faster and faster.
"Jesus Christ, yes. Fuck, Danny, I'm gonna come so fucking hard."
Re: Round Robin!
Date: 2011-05-05 12:06 pm (UTC)Danny is trying his best to keep some sort of handle on himself, because he wants to come with the noises Steve makes in his ear, when he comes down his own high, those little, satisfied pants and mewls that drive Danny insane. He’s not sure he can do it, but he still tightens his hold on the base of his cock, trying his best not to just make a dash for it, yank hard and fast and come all over his hand.
Steve lets out a harsh breath, a moan, and he sounds so wrecked and hot, Danny turns his head and bites on his pillow, groaning loud into the soft cotton, his eyes closed tight. If he focuses enough he can ever hear the slick sound of flesh slapping against flesh, imagines Steve driving his hips into his hand.
Re: Round Robin!
Date: 2011-05-05 12:42 pm (UTC)"You make a mess, McGarrett? Huh? I bet you did. I bet you're lying there, filthy and sweaty. Fuck, I bet you taste good too. Lick your fingers. Tell me."
Re: Round Robin!
Date: 2011-05-05 12:51 pm (UTC)“Oh, fuck.”
“It’s still better when you’re around.”
“Steve, the Super Romantic SEAL, who would have thought.”