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“Yes, Michael. No, Michael. I am listening, Michael, honestly.” Brian shifted the phone from one ear to another, shooting a quick glance at the report that had just been handed to him by a quivering subordinate. He turned his withering gaze to the unfortunate young man, never bothering to cover the phone. “What am I supposed to do with this? Wipe my ass?” He tossed the paper toward the intern, who stuttered ineffectively. “Go on, get out! And don’t come back ‘til you have something worth reading
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A Queer As Folk (US) fanfic
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“Feeling restless?” Marshall never turned as Lee came up behind him. He gazed through the screen door, his focus on nothing in particular. A recent rain had dropped the temperature to more bearable levels, and the cooling breeze that blowing into the house was a welcome visitor. Thirsty birds dipped their beaks in the water-filled bowl of the concrete bird bath; turtles rimmed the edge with stony gaze and dragonflies circled the pedestal. A rabbit shot across the grass, his companion haring aft
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Sirius, by this time, manages to yank himself out of Hestia's rather strong grip, and pushes her off of him with an irritated howl. He thinks he’s heard a noise, but by the time he looks, there’s nothing to be seen. He has a sinking feeling, though, regarding what he might have heard. "Don't do that again!" he bellows at her. "James was wrong. I wasn't expecting you, I was expecting someone else. And so help me, you better not have messed it up for me...." "Oh pooh." Hestia grimaces
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Burnham, Texas wasn’t much to look at, at least not from an outsider’s perspective. It wasn’t exactly located on the road to anywhere, and it held no locations of cultural or other kind of interest that might draw a tourist’s attention. No gourmet restaurants, no museums. Not even a single famous grave. The entire population of the community hovered somewhere right around the hundred person mark, living in convenient proximity to one another. There was a small business district, if you wanted t
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Marshall’s entire body was tense, not with apprehension, but anticipation. He was hard put not to shake his ass, the urge to do so strong inside of him. At times like this, when he and Lee came together out in the open, in the freedom that only the great outdoors can provide, Marshall thought of himself as a wild animal. Untamed and untamable, except by Lee. He was the cub to Lee’s bear. A walking, talking piece of Lee’s heart, a part that could never be torn asunder. Even if some had tried.
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Sirius is so excited at the prospect of making love with Remus at the Astronomy Tower that he can barely button his shirt, and manages to end up with the buttonholes and the buttons at sixes and sevens with one another—a curiously lopsided effect—that simply produces a frustrated yelp from the aggravated pup. James laughs at his fumbling fingers and rebuttons them for him, curious as to what has his friend in such a tizzy. "Who is it that's got your knickers all in a twist?" he pers
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“First off, you ran...” Lee’s leather belt whickered crisply. Marshall felt a familiar tightening that began in his stomach and radiated outward before finding a home in his balls and leaking cock. He had a heightened sense of awareness of every move Lee made, despite not being able to see him. He tracked the arc of the belt by sound alone just before it made glorious contact with his bare flesh. Whap! Marshall never flinched. The first stroke was never the hardest or the best. “Second off,
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Christmas hols are over and our fearless foursome is once again back within the confines of the wizarding educational system—in other words, they’ve returned to Hogwarts, and to studies—and life resumes. What of the return of the two boys from their previous adventures, you ask, and how was that received, what questions were asked, what answers given —etcetera, etcetera, and so forth? Suffice it to say they gave a very plausible story indeed, which was mostly a sin of omission more
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A continuation of Nocturnal Emissions, a Marauder HP tale, with more of Remus and Sirius and their love!
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Discipline and the feel of a leather belt were bound up in some of Marshall’s earliest memories. His father hadn’t spared the use of the belt with his son, and Marshall could not argue there were times when he flat out deserved it. He was mouthy and bold, and often spoke first, without thinking through what the consequences of his words might be. He quickly learned that wasn’t necessarily the way to go. First his dad would warn. But only once. If Marshall didn’t heed that initial warning, he w
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They are alone now. Completely alone in a spare bedroom in Sirius' parents' house. All too aware of the presence each of the other. As well as what has gone before. So, they must each be thinking, what happens now? "Why don't we sit down and talk?" Remus suggests, indicating the bed behind them. Sirius looks unsure of the wisdom of this suggestion, but as there is really no other furniture, he does as he’s asked, taking a seat on the very edge, obviously nervous. Remus sits beside h
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“Stop running and face me, boy.” The words sent chills skittering along Marshall’s spine. He was torn between the desire to obey and the need to provoke punishment. Giving in and turning was his first instinct, but the idea of being stretched out across the other man’s lap, his ass exposed, bared to receive those glorious swipes of his firm hand was too strong to ignore. On the other hand, he sure as hell wasn’t going to make it easy on him, either. Marshall stood at the edge of the trees. Le
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Marshall and Lee have an unusual relationship. Lee may be the Dom, but Marshall gives as good as he takes.
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Sirius struggles against whatever has him held fast within its grip, and his youthfulness stands him in good stead, as he pushes his way through the sluggishness that’s his brain. He feels his lips being released, although Gabriel maintains a firm hold about his waist. Which in a way is good, as his legs feel as if they've been hit by the jelly-legs curse. His eyes turn toward the voice that has serendipitously interrupted the unwelcomed kiss, and his heart thrills to see Remus standing there, w
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Remus Lupin is a severely baffled boy. Baffled about what’s happening on this very confusing night. Baffled about why his best friend Sirius Black is behaving the way he is. And baffled about where Sirius is going and why. The only thing Remus is not baffled about is his feelings regarding said Sirius Black—he loves him with all his heart and always has. Which is why he made no objection to being placed with Sirius in a single bed at the Pettigrews, unaware of any of th
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Sirius takes the first opportunity which presents itself to change into the clothes in his hands, pulling them on over his pajama bottoms. He’d completely forgotten about shoes, though. Now what? Naturally he’s barefoot, who wears shoes to sleep in? Well, he'd just have to grin and bear it for now. The streets are rough against his tender flesh, and damp, but so far he appears to be alone, although he isn't sure if that’s a good thing or not. His steps take him eventually toward the
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Who's That Sleeping in my Bed?
JulieLHayes commented on JulieLHayes's story chapter in Who's That Sleeping in my Bed?
Thanks, glad you like it! I intend to, trust me. Every Sunday, I'll post a chapter. Then when the first story is done, I have a sequel I wrote More Nocturnal Emissions, what else? lol -
Who's That Sleeping in my Bed?
JulieLHayes commented on JulieLHayes's story chapter in Who's That Sleeping in my Bed?
So glad you like it! I've posted at fanfiction.net and adultfanfiction.net, under the name Lady Sirius, if that helps -
As Regulus watches until his brother is safely out of sight, before going to the door to answer his mother's inquisitiveness, he catches sight of movement in the yard below. What the hell? He squints at the distant figure. It appears to be one of Sirius' friends. He'd know them anywhere, seen them with him often enough. Sighing softly, he decides he needs to get to the bottom of things, see what has distressed his brother so greatly, see if there’s anything he can do to rectify the situation. As
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#12 Grimmauld Place is bleak and silent, as Sirius regards it from the quiet street with a frown. But when is it not? That alone is not an indicator of the family's presence or lack thereof within. He approaches the house apprehensively. Luckily, being the middle of the night, no one is about to see him, as he slides open the door and steals into the house. The foyer is completely dark, and not a sound does Sirius hear as he snakes his way up the narrow stairway toward the second fl
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In the Heat of the Night
JulieLHayes commented on JulieLHayes's story chapter in In the Heat of the Night
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Nights are filled with visions of Remus Lupin—his image occupies every last available inch of Sirius Black's inner eye. All he has to do is shut his eyes and Remus is there, in all his lycanthropic glory, in all his incredible beauty. He is the lodestone to which Sirius' soul is magnetized, his voice the siren call which Sirius can do no less than obey, for he lost his heart to the other boy a long time ago, and there is nothing he can do—nothing he wishes to do—about it. Nights a
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Sirius Black has a secret that haunts him in the silence of the night - his love for Remus Lupin. It's Christmas hols and the Marauders are together, as usual. But something unexpected occurs, something that threatens to bare Sirius' very soul... what is he to do?
