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It's Complicated: But sexy!


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[PART NINE] & Some News
Okay, I'm a little new at this so sorry if I mess this up first go. Because it's been 5 months since the last round even though we haven't been busy. I figured I might as well earn my keep and try to get this place alive again...

THE SOCIAL NETWORK KINK MEME


ASK THE MODS * FAQ * DISCUSSION * RESEARCH * FILL LIST * PART ONE * PART ONE (OVERFLOW) * PART TWO * PART TWO (OVERFLOW) * PART THREE * PART THREE (OVERFLOW) * PART FOUR * PART FIVE * PART SIX * PART SEVEN * PART EIGHT


GENERAL RULES;

IMPORTANT: please DO NOT post prompts about any non-public people as part of a prompt. for example: randi zuckerberg is fine as she is a public figure both on the internet and on facebook itself. priscilla chan is NOT as she is not a public figure.

if you're in doubt, please message the mod or leave a comment in the discussion post.



♥ post requests and responses in the comments to this post.
♥ be respectful.
♥ both a pairing/character AND a prompt/kink must be posted.
♥ one pairing/prompt per comment please.
♥ you are encouraged to try and write a prompt for every request you make.
♥ we are slash, femslash, het, three-and-moresomes etc. friendly. (we are even incest friendly what with some of our characters being twins and all...)
♥ no pairing bashing, OK? no need to wank over ships.
♥ long and short fics welcome. multiple responses encouraged!
♥ please try to refrain from saying 'seconded!' as much as possible.
♥ on RPF: Please disclaim that it is RPF, a work of fiction and in no way related to the actual actors/persons/etc. (i wouldn't even try and discourage RPF from this meme ;))
♥ WARN FOR COMMON TRIGGERS, PLEASE




FORMAT OF PROMPTS:

♥ alphabetize pairings/threesomes/moresomes. (e.g. Eduardo/Mark/Sean etc.)
♥ put [RPF] before RPF prompts. (e.g. [RPF] Andrew/Jesse)
♥ for crossover prompts: "[Crossover], The Social Network Character(s)/Other Character(s), [Fandom]" (e.g. [Crossover], Eduardo/Columbus, [Zombieland])
♥ no "!" in pairings, only in descriptions. (e.g. Eduardo/Mark, FacebookCreator!Eduardo, CFO!Mark)
♥ anyone, everyone, no one? Use "Other." (e.g. Sean/Other)
♥ Please do not repost prompts from earlier rounds
♥ put [GEN] before GEN prompts.

FILLS:

♥ please don't embed. link to images/videos.
♥ no locked material. this includes communities, even if membership is open.
♥ fills can be posted anonymously or not.
♥ fills can be anything: fic, art, vid, fanmix, podfic, etc.
♥ all prompts are open to fills at all times, even if they have been filled in the past or are being currently filled by someone else. multiple fills are positively encouraged; if something appeals to you then do not be put off creating a new fill by the existence of a prior one.
NEW: ♥ PLEASE comment with the first of your fill to the PROMPT and then all future updates as a comment to the FIRST PART of the fill. this makes it easier for both the WIP spreadhseet and for archiving stuff on delicious. it also helps people who are trying to catch up on updates and don't have to look through every fill on the prompt (should it have more than one). thank you.





Hi, right now everyone is working on some changes so hold on new things are coming. In an effort to kick this place back into action, we're doing round 9. In a few days, we'll be setting up a fills post that hopefully will work directly for archiving and an overflow post. Also we'll be doing a friending meme at tsn_km_gather so be looking out for that. I know some of the other mods have plans of their own which will be coming soon.

If you have any questions or ideas that I can help you with, feel free to PM me. I'll be around.

Kitty





[ARCHIVING]
[DELICIOUS]
[UNFILLED REQUESTS]
[FILLED REQUESTS]
[FLAT VIEW]



have fun!

THERE WILL BE UNMARKED SPOILERS. enter at your own risk! :D

PLEASE READ THE FOLLOWING;

i know you guys are enjoying this meme and i appreciate that but please can you put the SUBJECT HEADER on your prompt. you would REALLY be helping me out if you could do that. it just saves time for me when i'm trying to tag everything in delicious.

NEW RULE;

PLEASE TAKE NOTE OF THE 'FILL' RULES. THERE HAS BEEN A CHANGE. thank you.

AND PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE DO NOT repost prompts from parts three, four, five, six, seven, or eight. the delicious is around for people to find prompts they may not have already seen. We know there's been some issues but we're working on it with pinboard. No duplicates from this round either. THANK YOU.
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Eduardo/Chris, Eduardo/Dustin finals hookup

(Anonymous)
SOOO I'm in the midst of finals, which, ew, and at my school there is a website where people all talk about each other? Kinda like Craigslist Missed Connections but for my school... ANYWAY sometimes around finals period people post stuff like "so horny in the library anyone want to meet up?"

and i have HEARD that people do actually meet up and like.. get off together in the bathroom. BUT I'VE NEVER SEEN IT. Except one time on like the twelfth floor of the library I think I might've walked in on a dude procrasturbating in the unisex single-person bathroom. Not sure. I left too quickly to tell.

OH GOD I GOT OFF TRACK. ANYWAY.

What I really want is not an anonymous thing (though that would be lolzy if someone felt inspired!) but something where Chris and Eduardo (or Dustin he's cute tooo) spend hours upon hours in the library and sometimes one of them just texts the other and is like widener 2nd floor corner bathroom? and they meet up and make out and blow each other and it's quick and hot and sweet and then Eduardo is like shit so much econ to do bye see you later and they go back to studying.

Quick hurried silent laughing hook-ups! And goodbye kisses and, like, "Good luck, dude-" "You too, we should get breakfast-" "Ugh, if I survive."

IDK IT'D BE CUTE I LIKE SEX AND HATE FINALS

(Anonymous)
Chris/Eduardo, Part 1

Eduardo sat in the library, sharing one of the large circular tables in the middle of main study room with four of his fellow economics peers and black earbuds blocking out the silence around him. They have their laptops open with textbooks and notes scattered across the entirety of the tabletop, shifting through them occasionally to mess up the organized piles they were first in six hours ago.

Eduardo had a dorm room to himself so it wasn’t that he needed to escape a loud roommate. He just found the atmosphere too relaxing and not at all as motivating as sitting in an uncomfortable wooden chair in the cold library surrounded by students feeling the same dread he was.

He had his phone plugged in to his computer, since he was listening to music through it and the battery would’ve died on him probably four hours ago, and jumped a little when the text message tone went off. Since he had his headphones plugged into it, the noise didn’t go off into the library and the music that quieted for a moment to let him know he had a new text went back to full volume.

He put his pen down from writing on a note card and picked up the phone with both hands from the table.

‘where r u?’

It was from Chris and he smiled, typing out a reply.

‘lib. same spot as this morning.’

Eduardo put the phone down, figuring Chris either wanted to join him or go get a late lunch, and he just picked up his pen when he received a text back.

‘u should take a walk’

Eduardo began to type a response when a new text came.

‘im upstairs. last room.’

Eduardo’s heart sped up and his palms began to sweat more around his phone. Last semester during finals week, he and Chris had a thing.

One evening, they were studying together upstairs in one of the group study rooms, the library downstairs distracting them too much to get anything done, and Chris was growing increasingly frustrated. He couldn’t grasp some details about the Russian military circa 1982 and was in near tears, pulling at his hair and groaning. Eduardo understood how he felt, just like any other college student, and wheeled his chair around to grab Chris’ wrists.

On the third floor, the group study rooms were completely walled off from each other and the only window looked out to the street. Eduardo kissed Chris lightly, Chris pressing harder because yes, he wanted it and wanted anything else, too. Anything to make him stop thinking about history.

They actually had a pretty good study session afterwards, this time with more delicate touches and comforting kisses, and did well on the exams they had studied for.

They never brought it up or talked about it so Eduardo had figured it was a one-time thing, using sex as a way to stop Chris from cracking and, for him, taking a break from going over and over the same material.

‘be right there.’

Eduardo paused the music, pulled the earbuds out and laid them on the table, shut his laptop, and stood up, not bothering to explain where he was going to the others because they were all too focused in what they were doing and probably thought he was just going to the bathroom.

He went up the stairs to the next floor and down the hall of the study rooms. All of the doors were shut, occupied with overwhelmed, studying students, except for the very last one, which was open a crack. He pushed it open and locked it immediately behind him once he was inside, eyes widening.

Chris was sitting on the edge of the table, phone next to him, long legs crossed seductively, and naked apart from socks, clothes folded on one of the chairs. Eduardo swallowed hard and approached him, not able to tear his eyes away from Chris’ thin, pale chest.

“French-American Literature in the 19th Century,” Chris explained with a frown but as soon as Eduardo put a hand on his cheek, his face brightened up and he shoved his phone away.

“International Business Strategies,” Eduardo said.

Chris wrinkled his nose and Eduardo laughed, nodded his head, and kissed him deeply. They wasted no time, not having any to spare for foreplay, and parted their lips, tongues tangling in the center between Eduardo’s nips to Chris’ lip.

(Anonymous)
Chris/Eduardo, Part 2

Eduardo grazed his fingers over Chris’ legs and Chris whimpered in his mouth, shivering from how nice it felt and remembering the last time Eduardo had done it, what it had led up to. He nipped back at Eduardo’s lip, smiling deviously, as he unzipped the black fleece, pushing it off Eduardo’s shoulders eagerly and pulling up the bottom of the white shirt that was underneath.

Eduardo laughed quietly and took a step back to remove his shirt, Chris watching closely with a lazy smile, before kicking off his shoes so he could remove his jeans and boxers quickly. He moved so fast that he almost fell over when he reached down to pull off one of the pant legs, reaching out for Chris’ knee for balance at the same time Chris grabbed his shoulder. He should’ve been embarrassed, he would’ve been had it been in front of anyone else, but he wasn’t. Hell, he should’ve been embarrassed he was about to have sex in a Harvard library for, not the first time but, the second time. Again, he wasn’t. He was with Chris, one of his best friends. He had no reason to be ashamed because despite what happened between them right now, they’d still be best friends after. He had proof from last time.

Both down to only socks, deciding last time that it would be more sanitary because they didn’t trust the cleanliness of the carpeting, Eduardo stepped in between Chris’ legs that folded around his waist and let his hands explore across the skin he had missed touching so much. Chris always looked smooth and he really was, everywhere. When Eduardo found this out firsthand, he wasn’t surprised at the fact but he was at having access to it freely.

Chris kissed Eduardo slowly and squeezed his butt, giggling when Eduardo gasped and his fingers stumbled. “Have you been wanting this, too?”

“God, yes,” Eduardo breathed out, allowing one hand to move down Chris’ stomach more and push a finger inside him.

Chris moaned, not expecting it, and tilted his head back, wiggling his hips around the finger to force himself to adjust quicker. Eduardo pressed his face to Chris’ exposed neck, their chests touching, sucked just low enough to where a shirt could cover anything, and added another finger around Chris’ moving hips.

Again sudden, Chris moaned and his hands shot up to hold tight onto Eduardo’s shoulders. Eduardo curled his fingers and thrust them in and out, cock sore and yearning against Chris’ stomach, and bit Chris’ neck hard. As much as he wanted to fuck Chris, get inside of him and make him lose his mind, he knew it wasn’t that easy. Chris didn’t have sex often, for one thing, and Eduardo found out the last time just how extremely tight he was. It felt extraordinary once he got there, he just needed to be patient until that time came.

“I-I did a little before,” Chris said and pulled Eduardo’s shoulders, causing him to look up with their noses bumping, “while I was waiting.”

“Did what?”

“Finger myself. Spread.”

Patience was very difficult to contain with Chris to begin with and when he said comments like that, it was even worse for Eduardo, who staring into Chris’ eyes and imagined him sitting on the desk with one hand inside him and the other texting on his phone. Eduardo was going to have to do this, the sex, with him again when they had more time and have him finger himself because Eduardo really, really needed to see that.

“Christ,” Eduardo whispered, kissing Chris hard and adding a third finger roughly, this new knowledge translating to him that he could move faster, could be less gentle and more natural.

Eduardo was thankful when Chris responded well, their kisses shorter but more heated, hips rubbing against one another as hard as they could, and chests slipping a bit from the sweat that was starting to form. He pressed forward and Chris slowly went down on his back, legs and hands fixed. Their hearts sped up, not from nervousness but anticipation. It was all so wonderful the last time and they couldn’t wait to do it again.

Eduardo pushed sweaty, stuck hair from Chris’ forehead. “Ready?”

Chris nodded, loosening his legs when Eduardo grabbed the back of them to move them higher up.

(Anonymous)
Chris/Eduardo, Part 3

Eduardo let out a short breath, licked his hand and stroked himself a few times to make sure he was wet enough, held Chris’ hips to lift them a bit, and finally, slowly but finally, pushed inside him.

He waited a few seconds, watching Chris’ face closely as he did the last time, before pulling out and pushing in again, this time a little faster. Chris’ body twitched at each new push, a good shiver that exploded and rolled in waves to every last inch of him when his senses worked to modify around the new sensation. It was only with Eduardo that the shiver happened, though he hadn’t told him this; he was worried about what the aftermath would be.

Eduardo licked his lips, squeezed Chris’ hips, and let himself go, brakes off. His hips moved faster and pushed harder, further, making Chris whimper and gasp and “Wardo” and moan and every sound that Eduardo expected, waited, wanted to hear. His breathing, louder, picked up with the pace of his hips and his eyes couldn’t get taken off of Chris, who was struggling with both keeping his eyes open and back on the table, closing and arching. It was captivating and Eduardo couldn’t look away, even if he wanted to, even if the world crumbled to pieces around them.

He couldn’t look away but his eyes could slip shut, his body too overwhelmed by touching and hearing that seeing seemed most like the appropriate to sacrifice, though he would beg to differ. None of them were appropriate to sacrifice but he couldn’t tell his body that, couldn’t tell it to man up when his eyes fell closed on their own. What he could and did do, though, was fight it; force his eyes open until he lost concentration, Chris tightening around him or digging his fingers into his shoulders or gasping loudly, before regaining himself again.

Eduardo grunted, felt that he was getting close and not wanting to be, and wrapped his hand around Chris’ cock, palm massaging the head and fingers stroking slowly and gently, a big difference from his hips.

Chris moaned loudly, this “eh” that Eduardo came to believe was a sign he was about ready, too. Chris slid his hands from Eduardo’s shoulders through his hair, holding tight and pushing his hips to move faster inside Eduardo’s hand and to counter his hips, wanting to feel more, further, it all. He wanted all that Eduardo had and kept his back arched to make it easier.

“Fuck, Chris.” Eduardo curled his toes, gasping when Chris pushed up and squeezing his cock hard. “Fuck.”

Chris closed his eyes tight, bit his lip hard, tugged on Eduardo’s hair, moaned out, “Wardo,” and came, still pushing his cock in Eduardo’s hand and tightening his muscles around him. He swallowed hard, hips slowing, and a shiver exploded through him not long after, Eduardo coming as he thrust his hips the last few times.

Eduardo lied next to Chris, his knees and shins making themselves known and throbbing in pain, bright red. He didn’t care and slid an arm around Chris, who curled around Eduardo’s side and kissed his shoulder.

Their breathing calmed and bodies cooled together, eyes closed and fingers moving carelessly. They knew they had to go back to reality soon, facts needing to be memorized and chapters needing to be reviewed, but they decided to take this moment, this time, for all it was worth. To them, it’s worth was priceless.

(Anonymous)
Chris/Eduardo, Part 4/4

About a minute passed and Chris sighed, Eduardo knowing the moment was officially over. Sadly, they both pulled away from each other and sat up, smiling weakly. Chris fixed Eduardo’s hair that he messed up and Eduardo sighed happily, staring at him.

“You forgot tissue, didn’t you?”

Chris snorted, he had, and he looked over at the chair where his clothes were, his boxers being on the top. Raising an eyebrow, he looked back at Eduardo and nodded at them. Eduardo chuckled but wasn’t opposed.

After they wiped themselves with Chris’ boxers, who had no problem going commando, they went down the stairs back to the main library slowly, hands tapping occasionally.

Chris whispered, “Want to get lunch or coffee or something?”

Eduardo shook his head and took Chris’ hand in his. “Raincheck? I really, really need to get back.”

Chris nodded. He didn’t take it personal or any other way it wasn’t meant to be taken. He was in the same boat, after all.

Eduardo kissed Chris’ hand, smiling on top of it, and whispered, “I’ll see you tomorrow. Good luck.”

OMG, anon, this is so sweet and hot and lovely!!!

(i am the OP btw :D)

thank you so much!!! love how chris was fingering himself alone in a study room GUHHH, GET IT BOY.
just SOOO cute in general. you are wonderful, anon. <33333

(Anonymous)
thank you! i've always had a bit of a rough time writing seckytimez so i'm always relieved when i pull it off. it was also my first time writing chris/eduardo (liked it more than i thought i would!)

(Anonymous)
Oh God, this is... don't get me wrong, it's hot and all, but it's also so comfortable and sweet! I just want to stress them out with finals all the time so they can unwind together!