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(updated 6 June)

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.


FILLING GUIDELINES



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.

So in order to make things easier to archive - Please nest your fills.

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

It makes it simpler for Enigel and myself to link fills in a clean and clear manner. Following these guildelines will be very much appreciated guys :D

REPROMPTING



Reprompting is allowed but please include the URL of the original prompt when you do so. It will make it infinitely more easy to Archive which would make both Enigel and I very happy :)

As for everything else



  1. Be respectful to one another. Disagreements are fine, but not everything disagreeable is trolling. If you suspect someone of trolling, just ignore it. If you cannot respond to a comment without attacking or trolling someone else, keep it to yourself.

  2. No bashing prompts. It might not be your cup of tea - but obviously someone wants it enough to go to the effort of requesting it. So just scroll past it.

  3. Prompt away as much as you like guys - seriously, go wild - but please try to fill as well.

    4. NEW - If your fill includes a major element that veers from the original prompt (crossovers, established universes, kinks, et cetera), please take a few moments to check with the OP that such additions are welcome. This has caused problems in the past and it only takes a few moments of your time.
  4. Please no RPF. I'm not trying to oppress you RPF writers and enthusiasts, I would just really like to avoid any legal problems.

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REALLY IMPORTANT ADDENDUM



According to numerous Child Safety laws it is illegal to provide pornographic material to minors. Seeing that the majority of the stuff we have here is rather adult in nature, this Meme is consequently an 18+ zone. Failing to comply to this rule could result in the Meme getting shut down. So if you're here and you're under 18 please back button now.

+ 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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crocodile_eat_u: (Octopus)

Dirty talk


[personal profile] crocodile_eat_u
2012-05-10 11:57 pm UTC (link)
We have tons of fics (thank god ;)) of Douglas using his wide range of vocabulary into suitable context for his and Martin's engagement in the bedroom. In another words that man has a filthy, filthy mouth.

I'd like to see it reversed. Martin whispering smutty things into Douglas' ear, stuff so dirty it'd make the devil blush. ;D And Douglas being pleasantly surprised.

Established or non-established, doesn't bother me. Just have Martin wrap those gorgeous lips around some dirty words.

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Re: Dirty talk


(Anonymous)
2012-05-11 12:01 am UTC (link)
Secondeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeed

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Re: Dirty talk


(Anonymous)
2012-05-11 12:27 am UTC (link)
AAAAAAH
want to write!!
But I am sooo bad at dialogue :C

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crocodile_eat_u: (Octopus)

Re: Dirty talk


[personal profile] crocodile_eat_u
2012-05-11 12:27 am UTC (link)
Doooooooooooo it!!!!! I'd read it anyway!!! *tempts*

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Re: Dirty talk


(Anonymous)
2012-05-11 02:49 am UTC (link)
Oh, god, please because I have a dirty talk kink like nobody's business.

maybe I could try this? How dirty is too dirty?

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Re: Dirty talk


[personal profile] crocodile_eat_u
2012-05-11 02:51 am UTC (link)
Dirty is never too dirty for me! ;D

Seriously, I have no squicks whatsoever. :/ It's a curse. You write it as dirty as you want anon, no bars because I tell you what, I'd read the hell out of it. <3

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The Game that Douglas Lost, but That, in the Process of Losing, He Also Might Have Won


(Anonymous)
2012-05-11 05:35 am UTC (link)
(Shameless, shameless PWP. First time I've ever posted any thing like porn, so I hope it suits! I may or may not have worked a bit of my hand!kink in here as well. Hmm :|a Oh well. Enjoy?)


"--and by the time you get home, I'll have worked myself up just waiting for you; laying on the bed for hours thinking about the things you'll do to me when you get home. Thinking about your hands on me, stripping everything away; I'll have to press my legs together, trap my cock between my thighs to keep from shoving my hand into my trousers and getting off before you get back. Force myself to wait for you."

Douglas was just starting to discover that this game might turn out to have been a terrible idea.

"God, and when you finally get there, when you finally get home and up to the bedroom where I'll be waiting, I'll be just gagging for it. For anything you can give me. I'll want your hands on me first, aching for you to touch me anywhere, everywhere." A hitch of breath near Douglas's ear; a tiny whimper that set his blood heating. Martin's voice pitches just slightly higher. "Please, Douglas. Please, please touch me." Desperation, pleading. "I've been thinking about it all day. I want your hands on me. I want your fingers in my mouth, gagging me--you like it when I choke on your hot, thick fingers, don't you? Let me suck on them, please, Douglas, I just want a taste. One little taste. Shove your fingers down my throat while I suck on them, imagining it's your cock."

A small, sharp inhale. “Oh, yes. Your hands will feel amazing on me. So big and strong and huge, with wonderfully long, thick fingers. I sometimes look at your hands on the yoke and imagine them on me, touching me everywhere, sliding over my skin, teasing me with everything from light touches to harsh drags of your fingernails until I’m a mess, begging for more. I won’t be able to hold back any sound I make when you finally touch my prick; when you finally wrap those perfect fingers around my slick cock.” A pause for a shaky breath. “It will be, you know. Slick. I leak like a faucet. I get everything messy, including your hand. So when you wrap your fingers around my cock, the glide will be absolutely perfect. Hot and wet; especially if you decide to play with the slit. That always drives me crazy within seconds. I can just imagine your thumb rubbing back and forth over the head to make me thrash and plead, to beg you for more, to stroke me faster, rougher, to make me come.”

A sigh that’s almost a whine. “You won’t give it to me though, will you. You’re too much of a tease. No, you’ll draw it out until I’m incoherent, begging for anything and everything you can give me. Anything you want, Douglas, anything. Then, maybe, you’ll finally take pity on me. Then, maybe, you’ll decide to fuck me.” Despite everything that’s already come out of Martin’s mouth, the swear seems incredibly more obscene than normal, the consonants sharp and crisp. “But not with your cock. No, that would be giving me exactly what I want. Instead you’ll use your fingers. You’ll circle your index finger around my hole, making me spread my legs and shove my hips towards your hand, wordlessly begging for more with my body. But you just continue, occasionally dipping just the tip of your finger in, just enough for me to feel it, but not nearly enough to give me any sort of satisfaction.” A sound of frustration, this time, from behind the First Officer’s seat, where Douglas can’t see; from where Martin’s been since the start of this game, speaking with a voice gone a bit higher and slightly breathless into his ear.

“Finally, finally you’ll push your finger inside of my tight, slick, greedy hole in one long, smooth stroke. I’ll be so hot inside, so sensitive; I’ll clench around your finger, moaning, already trying to move my hips, to get you to fuck me. And this time you will. But it will be so slow; a torturous slide in and out that will have my writhing, wanting more than just one finger and this slow pace. You’ll oblige me, eventually, once my cries have gotten loud enough. Then you’ll add a second finger, stretching me open, making me feel so full of your fingers, split wide open when you push them deep.” A pause for breath and a moan that makes something coil hot and tight in Douglas’s stomach. Martin’s voice catches, then, as he starts to beg in earnest, urgent yet still low enough to not be heard outside of the flight deck. “Please, Douglas, harder! Fuck me, shove your fingers inside of me, I need it--I need your thick fingers spreading me open, pushing deep inside of me; I need to be filled with you.” He’s panting, now, whimpering a bit with each exhale. “Yes, oh, Douglas, please, harder; your fingers feel so perfect, so long and wide and--ah!” Martin breaks off with a tiny cry, and Douglas has to swallow against a dry throat as the Captain’s voice becomes breathier and, if possible, even more desperate. “Yes, yes, oh God Douglas there, right there, please don’t stop! Fuck me, Douglas, please, I need it! I need--I--I--

--I do believe the brie belongs to me this time.”

The change is so sudden, Douglas almost feels like he’s been given whiplash. He can only stare, for once in his life struck utterly dumb as Martin reappears from behind his chair, looking ever so smug as he plucks the brie from the cheese tray and pops it in his mouth, settling back into the Captain’s chair. He scrapes a bit of the soft cheese from the pad of his thumb with his bottom teeth, eyes flicking over to take in Douglas’s expression, which only deepens the smirk on his face. However, it does afford the First Officer a moment to take in Martin’s slightly flushed cheeks and the hint of uncertainty lurking behind the smugness; the barest trace of a question: “Was that alright?”

Douglas leans toward Martin just a touch, over the arm of his chair. “So, Sir,” he purrs, lowering his voice to a deep, rich baritone. “What do you say to another round? This time for the gouda, perhaps?”

Martin smiles.

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Re: The Game that Douglas Lost, but That, in the Process of Losing, He Also Might Have Won


(Anonymous)
2012-05-11 08:30 am UTC (link)
UNF. Martin, you dirty, dirty boy. I heartily approve of this game.

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Re: The Game that Douglas Lost, but That, in the Process of Losing, He Also Might Have Won


[identity profile] tracionn.livejournal.com
2012-05-11 09:00 am UTC (link)
hhhhhnnnfgggffnnnn.
Gosh was that hot. How did Douglas manage not to just jump Martin? His strength is admirable - but maybe he just wants to wait until they can play out that scenario :)

Fantastic dirty writing - I loved every sentence and I'm still all fuzzy inside. I couldn't really figure out what exactly teh game was (I blame the fuzziness enterily) but I loved them playing it. I wonder how many rounds the ycan manage before the jumping indeed happens.

Thanks so much for sharing - and don't worry, you performed a wonderful first time!

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Re: The Game that Douglas Lost, but That, in the Process of Losing, He Also Might Have Won


[identity profile] aura218.livejournal.com
2012-05-11 09:23 am UTC (link)
*stares* *eyes lose focus* *reads again in benedict's voice*

I'll be in my bunk

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Re: The Game that Douglas Lost, but That, in the Process of Losing, He Also Might Have Won


[personal profile] loveflyfree
2012-05-11 05:17 pm UTC (link)
Yes well. Reading this at work may have been a tactical error. Holy hell that was hot. I'm just gonna get back to work. As soon as I remember how to do my job. And um. My name.

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Re: The Game that Douglas Lost, but That, in the Process of Losing, He Also Might Have Won


(Anonymous)
2012-05-11 07:59 pm UTC (link)
Good god! If this is only your first time writing porn, the structural integrity of my pants is dooooooooomed!

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Re: The Game that Douglas Lost, but That, in the Process of Losing, He Also Might Have Won


[identity profile] lunard136.livejournal.com
2012-05-23 06:58 pm UTC (link)
*feels weak in the knees* Gooooo~d.


If that's your first try at a porn fic, please, please never stop trying! They say 'Practice makes perfect' and this is already to the good side of perfect, I can't imagine what the next (and the next, and the next) will be like. We might all die from the hotness (and I, for one, would gladly accept this faith).

*sneaks off to her room*

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Re: The Game that Douglas Lost, but That, in the Process of Losing, He Also Might Have Won


(Anonymous)
2012-05-23 07:12 pm UTC (link)
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Fucking hell that was hot...

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Re: The Game that Douglas Lost, but That, in the Process of Losing, He Also Might Have Won


[personal profile] tiwtin
2012-05-24 05:37 pm UTC (link)
Damn... That was ridiculously hot.

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Re: The Game that Douglas Lost, but That, in the Process of Losing, He Also Might Have Won


[identity profile] mxdp.livejournal.com
2012-05-24 10:04 pm UTC (link)
Hahaha, if they did that to me I'd die from giggles. And because I'd forget to breathe. Lovely fill!

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random_nexus: (GERTI)

Re: The Game that Douglas Lost, but That, in the Process of Losing, He Also Might Have Won


[personal profile] random_nexus
2012-05-29 03:56 am UTC (link)
I could've sworn I had knickers when I started reading this!
Woah. Hot with heat and spicy heated hotness!
You win the whole cheese tray!

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