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The Social Network: the kink meme!

It's Complicated: But sexy!


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[PART FOUR] CLOSED
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)


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)
♥ 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.






[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.

AND PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE DO NOT repost prompts from parts one, two or three over here again. the delicious is around for people to find prompts they may not have already seen.
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FILL: call to me with words i never knew (43/?)

(Anonymous)
They see a movie on Thursday because Eduardo says Mark needs a little culture, and afterward at Eduardo's place the light is soft and yellow and Eduardo is already kissing him when he pulls him down on the couch. It all feels routine and familiar and broken-in but in a wonderful way, a way that Mark really, really thinks he could get used to.

Eduardo stretches out and tugs Mark into his lap and their clothes begin to fall away seemingly of their own accord. Mark's mind is in a hundred places, the same as it always is, the same as it was all during the movie and in the car and maybe a little less as he looked down at Eduardo looking up at him from the couch, but he zeroes in with the first little whine that escapes Eduardo's lips as Mark's thigh nudges between his own. Mark is here, and so is Eduardo, and that's more than he'll be able to say come this weekend. It's more than he might be able to say ever again in a few weeks' time.

The thought makes him shudder, and he knows he's being dramatic but he still slots himself closer against Eduardo, as close as he can get, wrapping his arms around his shoulders and sliding his hands through his hair, kissing him like it's the only thing. He loves the way Eduardo feels beneath him, loves the smell of his skin, loves the insistency of his hands on Mark's lower back.

He pulls back and looks at Eduardo, kind of frowning, their faces close.

"Mark…" Eduardo says softly, like he senses some of the badly repressed panic Mark is feeling at the nagging thought of Eduardo leaving him here all alone. Mark shakes his head.

"Don't," he says, so quietly he thinks Eduardo might not have heard, and then suddenly he's sliding down his chest. He wants Eduardo so much, and he wants to pretend like this is how it could be…forever, or something, like nothing is ever going to have to change. He hopes he can convince Eduardo to want it too.

He licks down Eduardo's stomach, skating one hand up and down the rails of his ribs, across his stomach, feeling the way his body jumps. Eduardo throws his head back and bites his lip hard when Mark flicks his tongue against the inside of his thigh, and Mark watches, breath huffing over Eduardo's cock, absently fingering the soft skin beneath his navel.

"Tease," Eduardo chokes out, and Mark smirks before licking a stripe up his cock from base to tip and sliding his lips down over the head. He loves how responsive Eduardo is most of all, how he has to hold him down at the hips and give him a stern look because he's moving so much. And he loves the little whine that Eduardo makes in the back of his throat, the way Eduardo says his name on shaky breaths, "Mark, Mark."

Really he loves everything about Eduardo. It's funny how easy that is to think, even though something not too far off from it is so, so hard.

He keeps his eyes on Eduardo's as he works his tongue in sweeping circles, watching Eduardo waver between staring down at him and staring at the ceiling and squeezing his eyes shut like he's just trying to hold it together. There's a hand in Mark's hair at some point and he doesn't remember it getting there but he hums at Eduardo's fingers on his scalp, behind his ear, and he pushes his head all the way down, lips wet and stretched wide and breathing through his nose, and he hears Eduardo mutter, "Fuck, Mark," and his voice is completely broken and Jesus Christ, when did Mark get this turned on?

His voice hoarse in his throat, he lifts his head with an obscene sort of pop and gasps, "Wardo, I need—"

"Yeah," Eduardo says, scrambling at nothing, back against the arm of the couch, his legs falling open. Mark gets his pants the rest of the way off and looks around wildly.

"Wait, wait," Eduardo says, and he leaps off the couch, disappearing in the direction of his bedroom. Mark stares after him for about ten seconds before coming to his senses and following.