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cabinpres_fic ([personal profile] cabinpres_fic) wrote2012-02-03 07:49 am


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Cabin Pressure Fic Prompt Post Three

Welcome everybody. How you got here I have no idea but thank you for coming and welcome again, nonetheless . As you may have gathered this is a Fic Prompting Meme dedicated solely to the hilarious and oh-so-addictive BBC Radio 4 sitcom - Cabin Pressure. I'm aiming for this to be pretty anything goes - but in order for everything to run smoothly, there are a few guidelines. Don't worry - they're not too restrictive.


As you probably all know - our meme now has it's very own database created and maintained by the great Enigel. It both catalogues each and every prompt that we post and provides links to fills. You can find it here: Google Spreadsheet

We also have a Pinboard archive which has been put in place by the lovely [personal profile] oxfordtweed in the place of our late Delicious Archive. This Archive contains a list of all the prompts this meme has to offer - you can find it here: Pinboard Archive

This is a great step forward in making our meme just a little more organised (but not too organised of course. This is Cabin Pressure) which is always a good thing.

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This can be done by either posting each part as a reply to that part's immediate predecessor, OR by replying each time to Part I OR - well you get the idea :D

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+ Please do not post anything regarding minors in a sexual situation. It really doesn't matter how tasteful or crass it is, there are laws that classify that sort of thing as child pornography and as such, I'm afraid we're going to have to go with the attitude that safe is better than sorry.

It really is VERY important that these rules are upheld as the consequences are severe.

Other than that - go crazy guys. Any problems please just message me and I'll try my best to work it out.

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Fill: Layover In Amsterdam - 3/5

[personal profile] random_nexus 2012-02-04 10:15 pm (UTC)(link)
The Morning After…
Douglas drifted slowly awake to the sensation of the bed rocking rhythmically. It wasn’t entirely unpleasant, but as he rose further out of sleep and closer to true consciousness—a thing he had not had to work so hard at doing for a decade or so now—he was aware of noises. Soft noises, like… yes, very like moans. Then a murmuring voice that Douglas recognised only after another few moments, vaguely. Arthur.

It was at that moment Douglas became aware he had a pillow over his head. Good Lord, but he was sluggish. Pulling the pillow aside, he was suddenly able to much more clearly hear that Arthur was murmuring, “Ah, yeah, Skip…mmmssso good.”

At the same time, a low, rough baritone was moaning with muffled words interspersed. “Oh… oh… yes, hold my leg there… there, oh, that’s it… yes… oh, oh, oh!” Martin? Yes, definitely; Douglas remembered how Martin had sounded… last night. No wonder Douglas felt so lethargic!

Blinking the matter out of his eyes, Douglas lifted his head to find the vaguely-familiar hotel room around him lit by what he was fairly certain was very early morning light. He didn’t have a hangover, even after a decade one didn’t forget what that felt like. Even so, without seeing a clock, he couldn’t have had more than three hours sleep, and that a kind estimate, because he never woke this thrashed, even on extreme jet-lag. However, after a night of questionable second-hand smoke and debauchery? That made more sense. He would no doubt ache as the day went on, but he couldn’t mind, really.

“Can I go faster now, Skip?” Arthur asked, still barely above a whisper; though he sounded a little breathier than his usual speaking voice.

“Yesss, yes, yes…” rumbled Martin—yes, it was Martin, who seemed too small for the deep, resonant voice he so rarely made full use of—and he sounded so… the only term that fit was ‘sexy’, really. Rough-edged and deeper than usual, every word on the cusp of a moan, blending into an actual moan in between the smatterings of words. The night before, Douglas had been pleasantly surprised at how very erotic Martin’s voice could sound when he forgot to be nervous. “Do it, Arthur… Oh, oh, oh, yes, yes!” The rocking of the bed grew faster and Douglas rolled over slowly, not wanting to make the other two stop what they were doing. Clearly, their attempts, poor as they were, to be quiet could only be misguided attempts to avoid waking Douglas. Upon seeing them in the thin blue-tinged light of dawn, Douglas didn’t mind a bit.

Martin was entirely naked, skin creamy pale and lightly freckled here and there, lying on his side with both arms wrapped tightly about a pillow that he seemed to occasionally be burying his face in; his partially erect cock just about the same vividly-flushed pink as his face. Behind him was Arthur, wearing Martin’s hat and nothing else but a rather leery-edged grin, who was holding Martin’s uppermost leg up and out while pumping into his arse with enthusiastic thrusts that were rocking the huge hotel bed. There was no sign of Anja.

Leaning closer to nuzzle into the bend of Martin’s neck where it met his shoulder, Arthur murmured, “How’s that, Skip?” He then mouthed at Martin’s neck, nipping and licking.

“It’s good, oh so… it’s… yes… OH!” Martin’s rumbling, semi-coherent words turned louder at the end when Arthur’s teeth caught a pinch of that fair skin.

Arthur’s little chuckle was full of delight while being just a bit more wicked than really ought to be possible at the same time. “I remembered how you liked that last night. This is… mmm… brilliant…”

“No, it’s… it’s… Ohhhh!” Martin’s lips formed a nearly perfect oval as Arthur pulled him back while moving a little more vigorously, clearly hitting him just right. Apparently that combined with the nibbling was making Martin exceedingly happy.

“I know… fucking brilliant, right?” Giggling immediately afterward, as he always seemed to do when he used actual profanity, Arthur was smiling as he bent his head to Martin’s neck and shoulder again, never stopping the vigorous movements of his hips.

“Yes! It’s f-f-fucking brilliannnntoooohhhh, yes, ymmmffffff!” The rest was shouted into the pillow.

Douglas enjoyed a rather sudden and visceral reaction of greater arousal, surprised that he had the energy, really. He leaned up on one elbow, getting Arthur’s attention, who looked up from where he’d been sucking another mark into Martin’s pale skin—their Captain had easily a dozen in various places already—and he slowed his movements as he parted his lips, but Douglas spoke before he could.

“Don’t stop, Arthur, it’s alright. Go back to what you were doing.” He smiled, perhaps more of a leer, when Martin’s eyes popped open over the top of the pillow. “May I?” Douglas added, glancing pointedly at Martin’s not-quite fully hard cock. At the question, it twitched and stiffened a bit more.

“Yes, p-pleasse… mmmnnnggg!” Martin was derailed mid-sentence by Arthur’s doing as instructed and going back to doing an apparently brilliant job of buggering Martin.

Leaning forward, grasping Martin’s cock, Douglas found the head slick with pre-ejaculate and guessed perhaps it had been harder previously. Guiding it out away from the fine line of ginger fuzz leading down from Martin’s navel, Douglas let the movements initiated by Arthur’s steady thrusts push Martin’s cock into his mouth.

The deep, groaning, wordless sound that Martin made into the pillow as Douglas cradled the head of his cock along his tongue was delicious.

“Good idea, Douglas,” Arthur approved, still breathless, and rubbed his face against Martin’s shoulder toward his neck, asking softly, “Martin? Could you do the hair thing?”

“Hair…y-yesssmmmnng… Douglasss, tha…th… ohhh!” Martin, bless him, couldn’t complete a sentence to save his life once he was getting near orgasm—Douglas had heard plenty of proof during the evening before—and he had to fight a grin as he got over half of Martin’s hot, now completely-erect prick past his lips and then sucked firmly while letting it slide out again. When he glanced up again, Martin had let go of the pillow with his uppermost hand and reached back to grip a handful of Arthur’s hair at the back of his head. Martin’s captain hat had gone, likely fallen off of Arthur at the far side of the bed.
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Fill: Layover In Amsterdam - 4/5

[personal profile] random_nexus 2012-02-04 10:20 pm (UTC)(link)
Arthur moaned an enthusiastic, “That’s it!” He then buried his face in Martin’s neck and concentrated on, apparently, driving Martin completely incoherent. Douglas was more than happy to help, remembering the trick of a good blowjob fairly quickly. He cupped Martin’s balls and massaged them as he continued to let Martin’s movements push him in and out of Douglas’ mouth, bringing another wonderful throaty, wordless groan. The sound curled down in his gut and only increased his interest, which was greater than he would have expected, given the night they’d already had. For several minutes he concentrated on the task at hand, enjoying himself, one hand cupping himself and stroking in half-time to the slip and slide of Martin’s cock past his lips.

“Yes, I’m… oh, Skip, I’m gonna… gonna… ahhhh!” Arthur’s movements went erratic, harder for a few quicker pushes, and then he just kept moving slowly, while Martin’s sound increased and then settled to a steady, deep series of groaning ‘Ohhh’s.

Douglas took advantage of the slower movements and worked a little harder, swallowing Martin as deep as he could go and running spit-slick fingers behind Martin’s balls to massage his perineum. It only took a few more moments and hitting just the right spot and pressure; and then Martin all but shouted a single, long, loud ‘OH!’ and came down Douglas’ throat.

Martin went limp, half draped back over Arthur, who was humming softly under each breath with afterglow. “Thank you, Douglas,” rumbled Martin, voice at the lower end of his baritone, sounding slow and sated.

“I’ve always enjoyed seeing a job well done,” Douglas replied, lying back into his pillow and continuing to stroke himself.

Arthur giggled quietly, lifting his head from what seemed his favourite spot—Martin’s neck—and eyed Douglas over Martin’s limp form. “You alright, Douglas?”

“Quite, actually,” he replied as he considered whether or not he really needed to get off, because he was still rather tired, but with the taste of Martin in his mouth, the smell of sex heavy in the air, he didn’t want to let the feeling go. “When did… Anja leave?” Sighing as he felt a lovely rolling surge of deeper arousal, he glanced over at Martin’s lean but surprisingly fit body—being a ‘man with a van’ had some benefits other than the money—and caught Arthur watching him while petting Martin’s hair.

“Not very long ago. She kissed us all, but you were really sleeping hard,” Arthur explained. “We’re supposed to meet her for lunch instead of breakfast, at the…. Um… she wrote it down.” He gestured vaguely toward the credenza across the room.

“That’s fine, Arthur.” Remembering how it felt to have both Anja and Martin straddling him, Douglas replayed Anja’s hot, wet movements around him, along with the memory of Martin behind her; it had been strangely arousing to feel Martin moving inside her at the same time—Anja had enjoyed it with obvious enthusiasm—and Douglas closed his eyes, hand moving with a little more energy on his cock.

The bed shifted, a low, muttering grumble in Martin’s register brought Douglas’ eyes open to see Arthur settling a nearly-asleep Martin onto the pillow he still held. Easing the condom off of his softening prick, Arthur tossed it in the rubbish bin by the side of the bed before padding to the bathroom. After the sound of water running for a minute or so, he returned with a washcloth and shushed Martin’s blurry querying noise when he felt Arthur wiping him down. It was rather sweet, really, and Douglas wasn’t entirely surprised.

A few moments later, Arthur was back again, clambering over a once-again sleeping Martin’s legs to kneel between him and Douglas. “Do you need some help, Douglas?”

“Not particularly,” Douglas replied, thinking Arthur might be tired, too, and only offering because he was Arthur and that was how Arthurs were.

“I’d like to,” Arthur said softly, looking hopeful. “Sometimes it’s more fun when you’re all stiff and wanty if someone else helps, because then you can relax and just enjoy it.”

Douglas smiled. “That’s true, sometimes.” It was amusing to watch Arthur’s sleepy-lidded eyes tracking Douglas’ hand as he slowly stroked himself.

“Of course that’s the same for girls, though they don’t get stiff… not in the same way, anyhow,” Arthur mused, licking his lips in what was obviously an unconscious gesture—Douglas should have suspected Arthur would be a bit orally-focused, given how very much he enjoyed flavours and food textures—and the younger man started talking again in a little spurt, as if he’d realised his words had run down and was trying to catch up with himself. “Girls do, though, get a little swelly, some of them… their clitoris is like a teeny tiny willy, you know? Oh, well, of course you’d know, Douglas. Although, Libbet’s isn’t all that tiny, it’s like—”

“Arthur,” Douglas interrupted, torn between annoyance and amusement—often the case with Arthur. “If you really want to help, that would be nice.” He couldn’t mistake the slightly-sleepy grin that spread across Arthur’s face as he immediately moved closer to Douglas.

“Can I snuggle in between your legs?” Even though he asked, Arthur was already moving into that position.

“However you like.” Douglas spread his legs, moving his hands out of the way as Arthur wriggled into place, arms over Douglas’ thighs. As the enthusiastic younger man was getting into place, Douglas took a moment to reset his watch for eleven. “I presume Anja said noon?”

Arthur was already scooping one hand under Douglas’ cock, his hand warm and soft, and he paused in the act of bending his head to glance back up and nod. “She said ‘midday’. That’s noon. Martin told her we’d be there. Ohh, Douglas, you and Martin both have such nice willies. Martin’s is longer, but yours is a little thicker.”

“I’m so glad you approve,” drawled Douglas as Arthur’s breath tickled his very-interested-now ‘willy’.

“Oh, I do!” Arthur assured him, and then slid his mouth down and down over Douglas’ cock with a happy humming sound.
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Fill: Layover In Amsterdam - 5/5

[personal profile] random_nexus 2012-02-04 10:24 pm (UTC)(link)
Making a rather happy sound of his own, Douglas ran his fingers affectionately through Arthur’s hair, following the movement of his head as he started bobbing up and down in long, slow motions with delightful swirls of his tongue and incredibly effective suction. The young man really did have an amazing amount of talent there.

Douglas did, indeed, relish ‘relaxing and enjoying it’ as Arthur sucked and licked, taking Douglas all the way in until he felt the tip of his cock touch the back of the younger man’s throat. Again and again, until Douglas was slightly rocking his hips up into the wet heat and moaning as the pleasure increased, warm and building low in his gut, subtly tightening his balls. He felt Arthur’s hand on his, curling Douglas’ fingers into Arthur’s hair, and he chuckled a little breathlessly as he followed the implied request; tightening his grip, he tugged lightly and earned a soft moan that vibrated up Arthur’s throat and along Douglas’ prick. Which was a very, very nice sensation. Soon he was subtly guiding the rhythm of Arthur’s movements by that thick handful of hair, getting more sounds of approval as well as an increase in the fervor of his mouth and tongue. Although he’d expected otherwise, Douglas felt his orgasm approaching fairly soon afterwards and, as he already knew Arthur enjoyed, he simply warned him with a rather tooth-gritted few words and let him swallow everything that Douglas ejaculated.

Licking him a few more times afterward, even pressing a sweet little smooching kiss to the head of Douglas’ cock, Arthur crawled up to settle in between Douglas and Martin—who hadn’t stirred at all—and he caught Douglas’ near hand, twining their fingers. “Do you feel better now?”

“Wonderful,” sighed Douglas truthfully. Endorphins were, indeed, wonderful. “You are quite talented, Arthur.”

“Thanks, Douglas. I really like making people feel good.” He sighed, wriggling a bit, which Douglas belated realised was him pressing against Martin. “Come a little closer?”

Already feeling the heavy pull of sleep again, Douglas just made a wordless sound of acknowledgment and scooted closer. It had been a while since he’d been able to sleep curled up next to someone and he couldn’t deny he missed it sometimes.

“Douglas?” Arthur’s voice was slower, drowsy but happy, and Douglas offered another grunt in reply, eyes already solidly closed. Arthur sighed and rested his head on Douglas’ shoulder. “This has been… the most brilliant layover… ever!”

A chuckle, barely there, escaped Douglas and he nodded.

Arthur chuckled in response. “And just think… we might get to do it all over again tonight!” Douglas wanted to say something about that, but he was too comfortable. Arthur moved enough to press a soft little kiss to the corner of Douglas’ mouth. “I’m going to try and think of more people puzzles for us all to try.”

Douglas snorted again, but he was really sliding down toward sleep fast. A rough-edged voice chimed in then—Martin—in sleep-slurred words half-muffled by his pillow. “Arthur, sh’up and go t’sleep. Y’can tell us ‘bout it later.”

“Okay, Martin.” Sounding not the slightest bit perturbed, Arthur let out a long, contented sigh and draped one leg over Douglas’ nearest thigh, wriggled a bit more, then was still.

About then Douglas dropped fully back into sleep and didn’t stir till his watch alarm went off.


Re: Fill: Layover In Amsterdam - 5/5

(Anonymous) 2012-02-05 02:07 am (UTC)(link)
I seriously doubted anyone could make this convincing, but you did it - effortlessly. Whew! *clap clap clap*
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Re: Fill: Layover In Amsterdam - 5/5

[personal profile] random_nexus 2012-02-05 07:27 am (UTC)(link)
OMG! *curtseys happily*
Thank you!
I'm totally chuffed you enjoyed!

Re: Fill: Layover In Amsterdam - 5/5

(Anonymous) 2012-02-05 02:52 am (UTC)(link)
OP can only say: mmmmnnnnnnnngh! The rest is keyboard mash and drool ;)
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Re: Fill: Layover In Amsterdam - 5/5

[personal profile] random_nexus 2012-02-05 07:28 am (UTC)(link)
WOOHOO! OP is happy! Score! \o/
Thank you immensely for the keyboard mash and drool.
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Re: Fill: Layover In Amsterdam - 5/5

[personal profile] tiwtin 2012-02-05 10:33 am (UTC)(link)
Damn, this was hot. Melty hot!
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Re: Fill: Layover In Amsterdam - 5/5

[personal profile] random_nexus 2012-02-06 10:35 am (UTC)(link)
WOOT! \o/
I am chuffed you enjoyed!
Thanks abunches!
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Re: Fill: Layover In Amsterdam - 5/5

[personal profile] sostrangechild 2012-02-07 03:48 pm (UTC)(link)
Someone fetch the smelling salts, I think I'm about to swoon from this incredibly hot story! I really liked Anja as a character. She wasn't intrusive like some OCs can be. She was well written and interesting. :)
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Re: Fill: Layover In Amsterdam - 5/5

[personal profile] random_nexus 2012-02-08 08:13 pm (UTC)(link)
Hee hee! *fans you with Martin's cap*
Oh, yay! I'm so tickled you liked it, and Anja. Woot!
Thanks oodles and bunches!
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Re: Fill: Layover In Amsterdam - 5/5

[identity profile] 2012-05-09 11:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Okay, hot. really, really hot. Lucky Anja!
Gahhh and even Arthur wasn't awkward reading. Never thought that would happen. There's a first for everything, I guess! Really good, congratulation on making me horny as heck.
And such a nice ending! (I would love to read about the next day, of course...) The total lack of awkwardness between them is the best I think.
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Re: Fill: Layover In Amsterdam - 5/5

[personal profile] random_nexus 2012-05-10 05:27 am (UTC)(link)
OMG YAY! \o/
I'm so glad it worked well for you!
Thanks so much for the commenty goodness!
(I srsly hope to write the next day at some point, I'll post linkies here if I do)

Re: Fill: Layover In Amsterdam - 5/5

(Anonymous) 2012-07-15 05:05 am (UTC)(link)
This was absolutely lovely hnnngggg
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Re: Fill: Layover In Amsterdam - 5/5

[personal profile] random_nexus 2012-07-15 06:21 am (UTC)(link)
I'm delighted you enjoyed!
Thanks so much for the commenty goodness!