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Comment Porn Battle Post AMTDI/SUV Sex/Solo Sex

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Yes, three themes this weekend: Aliens Made Them Do it, Sex in the Torchwood SUV and Solo Sexing!

You can combine or choose one.

1. This should relate to TW or Doctor Who in some way. Crossovers are fine! The SUV counts as a character.
2. It should fit in the comment box. (That's about 500 words, max.) Please put the fandom and pairing in the subject line.
Example: Torchwood Jack/Tosh
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4. WIP snippets are fine, but the story shouldn't be published earlier - the Battles are for new sexy things. :)
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I'm not sure about this, but here goes. Please give me concrit in the comments. I've had this scenario in mind for awhile, but thanks to AMTDI, now there's a deus ex machina to get these characters together.

She grips the rough slate cloth of the coat as it drapes them, a makeshift tent. Smooth silky strands of black slink across her cheek, catch on her nose. Her breath comes quick and harsh against the slender neck, skin stretched thin and delicate, tendons protruding, as Tosh arches into the labour of fucking her. Yes, there, the taut surface hitting her clit just so, banging her relentlessly...and oh yes, YES! Christ. Fine beads of sweat gather on the other woman’s brow. The coat is hot, after all, made to withstand Northern European mud, gale force winds and high altitudes.

***
Gwen had come into the Hub late that afternoon, knackered from a day of running around Cardiff after a non-existent alien, just a garbage truck leaving mysterious droppings. She needed to check on a few things before going home for the night.

Tosh was up in Jack’s office. Gwen could see her dark silhouette against the soft light from the desk lamp. No sign of Jack. Tosh looked down into the Hub but quickly turned away when she saw Gwen. Gwen’s forehead wrinkled in consternation briefly before she busied herself at her desk, trying to find the items she needed before heading home.

She was only there for a few moments. Before leaving, she glanced up at the office again, wondering why Tosh hadn’t come out or said anything to her. She could see the reflection of some unusual lights blinking on the wall of the office and Tosh’s dark shape moving furtively around the room.

As Gwen started up the stairs to investigate, Tosh appeared at the door of the office. She was wearing Jack’s coat. Now Gwen truly was unnerved. Where was Jack? Tosh seemed taller than usual, more imposing. Perhaps it was the effect of the coat, even though it dwarfed her petite figure. It was slightly mesmerizing.

Tosh crooked her mouth in a lopsided grin, hands thrust nonchalantly into the coat’s pockets. “Gwen,” she drawled, the vowels spreading out in a vaguely suggestive manner. Gwen just stood there, mouth agape, something about Tosh’s stance and manner rendering her paralyzed and mute.

Tosh leaned against the door frame and cocked her hip, the coat undulating behind her. “Watcha doin’?” She licked her lips, delicate pink tongue slowly tracing a mouth darkened with ruby lipstick. “Wanna come play? I found some interesting toys.” She tossed her head in the direction of the interior of Jack’s office, a lascivious expression on her face.

Gwen stood there, flustered, while her brain scrambled to make some sense of this...new...Tosh. Instead, she found herself simply staring, her feet moving of their own up the stairs towards the other woman.

When she reached the top, Gwen stopped in front of Tosh, eyes wide and heart hammering. Tosh gave her a long look, taking her in from head to toe.

“Nice boots. The jacket’s a good look for you too.” Tosh spun on her heel and sauntered back into the office, coat tails swaying. “I like a woman in tight black leather.” She looked back over her shoulder and winked.

Gwen continued to stand in the doorway, transfixed, wondering idly what kind of shape her hair was in and whether she’d reapplied any makeup that day. She nervously reached a hand up to smooth down her hair. She looked around the office; definitely no Jack.

Tosh leaned back against the desk and spread out her legs boldly. The copious wool folds of the coat – Jack's coat - hung like curtains between her outstretched limbs, covering her down to her ankles. “Come here.”

Sporting a deer-in-the-headlights expression, Gwen slowly came toward Tosh, feeling strangely dissociated from her own willpower.

“Unbutton the coat.” There was a definite air of command.

It was then that Gwen noticed the coat was fully buttoned up, brass buttons gleaming enticingly. Tosh’s hair was curling up at the collar, her eyes full of some kind of promise. Or threat. It wasn’t clear. Gwen’s fingers suddenly itched to feel the smooth metal discs. She reached up and undid one button, looking at Tosh, whose mouth settled into a knowing smirk even as her eyes remained watchful. Then a second button. And a third. Tosh’s mouth curved up a bit more at the edges.

All the buttons were undone.

“Go ahead. Open the coat.” Tosh’s eyes darkened; her smile showed a glint of white. “You know you want to.”

Gwen pulled open the coat and gasped slightly. Tosh was naked, her skin gleaming in contrast to the rough texture of the coat. Save for something long and hard and smooth that protruded from the lower part of the coat. Gwen’s eye followed along its length, then looked back up at Tosh questioningly.

In answer, Tosh grabbed her hips and pulled her forward roughly, smashing her mouth against Gwen’s until she gave way and let her tongue slip in. Tosh’s sweet, pretty mouth, smearing ruby red lipstick over Gwen’s naked lips. Gwen felt like she was being pulled into a riptide with her arms bound. She couldn’t do a thing but go along for the ride.

“I told you there were toys,” Tosh murmured against her lips before nipping the lower one with abandon. She pushed her crotch up into Gwen’s and rolled the shaft over it. All of Gwen’s attention was pulled to that hardness thrust up between them, her nipples alert and sensitive, her vagina moist and warm. She clutched at Tosh’s hips, feeling the supple texture of the leather strap as it slid over the other woman’s satiny skin.

She ran her hands up under the coat, Jack’s coat, gliding up over Tosh’s breasts, fingers ghosting her nipples, tweaking them as they tightened. Tosh pushed and shoved at Gwen’s trousers until they fell to her ankles, puddling at the black boots Tosh had admired. The leather of Gwen’s jacket creaked as the two women pawed and groped, Tosh’s mouth suckling Gwen’s nipple through the thin fabric of her bra, Gwen sinking her teeth into the pulse point in Tosh’s lovely neck.

Tosh shoved Gwen, turning her around as they kissed once more, backing Gwen up onto the desk, the hard phallus grinding against her pussy. Her shoulders hit the desk with a thump, but Gwen was unaware of any discomfort, as she greedily lifted her legs up under the coat to wrap them around Tosh’s back. Tosh sank the thick member into her, pushing it up into her clit, and smiling in satisfaction at Gwen’s cry of pleasure.

***

Jack took the stairs two at a time and bounded into his office. Stopping for a moment to enjoy the tempting tableau of the two women blissed out and unaware on the desk, he ran over to a shelf, grabbed a device and pushed a few buttons. Lights flashed briefly.

He shrugged off the leather jacket he’d worn as camouflage to investigate a possible trade in alien hardware at a leather night at a local club. He wasn’t surprised Tosh had found the device. He also knew Gwen was on her way back to the Hub. But he’d missed the whole damn show.

The two women were stirring, the mass of dark hair differentiating into two heads. Gwen was clearly embarrassed. Tosh looked befuddled, but was coming back to herself. She wrapped herself tightly in the coat once she realized her state and the thing that was jutting out from her crotch. Gwen hurriedly pulled up her trousers, not without a last wistful glance at the bulge at Tosh’s groin.

Jack stood leaning against the shelf, quite amused with the situation. “Kerakullian mind shifter. Emits synthetic hormones designed to emulate the last person who held it. I don’t suppose you ladies would care for a repeat, would you?”

TOTALLY HOT. I adore the idea of Tosh roleplaying Jack!

Thanks, glad you liked it. I might work on this some more.

I agree... what an outstanding concept!

Extremely sexy - I like that Gwen is turned on by the attitude - and the coat. I would be too! :)

I'm glad it worked, thanks. I might work on this some more.

Yknow what, I'd love to see this in a rewrite without alien device. It worked as an AMTDI, and obvs that was the theme of the battle, but I think it would also work without it.

Tosh dressing up as Jack? Hell yeah, I can see that, what with the power play inherent with the coat, the strange dependencies between her and Jack, and Gwen getting off on that? I can see THAT, too.

So love it for this, like this, but would also love to see it without alien device as a standalone, because I think it could really work.

Thanks for the feedback. So, you think it would work without the alien device, huh? I wasn't sure, since Tosh and Gwen don't have too much of a relationship on the show. I guess the coat could sort of work its "magic" (not real, metaphorical) on both of them, compelling Tosh to put it on and then drawing Gwen to it. Also, I realized later, the coat's probably imbued with Jack's pheromones - they could play a role too. I just loved the idea of the coat being almost its own character - like Jack's ghost. Also, I only put Jack in at the end to end the alien device thingy and explain why he didn't have his coat with him - rather not have him in it at all, really.

Well, I'll disagree w/ crue, hee; I think it needs to be AMTDI for Tosh and Gwen to get together like this. I don't know; I don't think people are really as flexible as we think in who they would choose for a sexual partner. Think about it, sure, of course, but not act upon it w/out an impetus like this or life-in-danger type of scenario.

I do really like the idea of the coat being its own character, and I think you portrayed that well. My dumb piece of concrit? Genital vocab. I just don't particularly care for most ways of calling a spade a spade. Cock makes sense to me, but I don't like penis or dick or member. With female it's even worse, as I don't really like vagina or pussy or even cunt. Clit I'm okay w/, but it's so specific. This is a problem when writing porn. Why couldn't they be called better words? (See what I mean by my concrit being dumb?)

"Genital vocab. I just don't particularly care for most ways of calling a spade a spade. Cock makes sense to me, but I don't like penis or dick or member. With female it's even worse, as I don't really like vagina or pussy or even cunt. Clit I'm okay w/, but it's so specific. This is a problem when writing porn." I completely agree with every word of this! Yes, it's a problem. (Although I kind of liked using a cruder term here.) I've unsuccessfully tried to find alternatives. Also, unless you're dealing with mere impressions, i.e. not being very explicit, it's hard to avoid the use of any nouns. I'll go look at yours to see how you did it, assuming you avoided those terms.

The relationship Gwen and Tosh have is through Jack, and yeah, I think the coat carries a shitload of symbolic value here. For Tosh, Jack is the guy who saved her, the prince who came to rescue teh princess if you will, which contributes to teh power imbalance. Her putting on his coat is a little like a small girl putting on her father's clothes, in part for comfort, in part to be powerful, too, like the person she admires.

For Gwen, Jack is, I think, still that fascinating, not quite here and otherworldly alien being. There is a lot of admiration, a lot of lust there, I think, a lot of "I want to fuck that just to see how different he REALLY is", but she knows he's dangerous, she knws that, I think, she wouldn't ever really want to be with him because of what he could do. I think Gwen recognizes that potential.

And then take your story, where Jack is not in the coat but that coat that symbolizes him is right there, and take Tosh who is wearing it for the reasons fleshed out above and Gwen who is getting off on it for the reasons underneath. The sex between them, it wouldn't be sex between Tosh and Gwen and the chemistry between them is secondary, it would be Tosh as Jack having sex with someone who is the princess and she can be the hero and it would be Gwen who gets a taste of what sex with Jack would be like minus all the dangers.

That's how it works in my mind anyway, and it's a marvelous set-up.

Edited to add: Similarly I can see a Jack/Tosh with her wearing the coat playing on similar Tosh-Jack dynamics there, actually.

YES! YES, THEY WOULD LOVE A REPEAT PERFORMANCE! DO IT! 8D

Um, I mean, great plot idea and great writing. Overall, a great piece.

Thanks so much! Like I said, I wasn't sure it worked, so I'm glad it worked for you. (LOL at your icon.)

Dom!Tosh IS SMOKIN' HOT!! Loved this!

Ooh, great! I had my doubts, so goody. Might work some more on this.

This is very hot, and I'd love to see more.

I agree with cruentum - I think you *could* make it work without the AMTDI trick, but it wouldn't be easy.

While I was reading, I thought that Tosh would actually turn out to *be* Jack, changed by some alien tech, btw.

Thanks. I feel very ambivalent. Tosh turning out to be Jack - yeah, I was thinking that was another direction it could go. LOL at the image of Tosh suddenly turning back into Jack, literally.

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