Tracey's Fan Fiction

Thu, 20 Dec 2007 19:38:51 GMT

Dear Santa...

Dear Santa,

This year I've been busy!

Last Thursday sidlj and I donated clothes to the needy (11 points). Last month I broke redgirl72928's X-Box (-12 points). In November I helped supernaturalfun across the street (6 points). Last week I pulled laurie_ky's hair (-5 points). Last Sunday I donated bone marrow to barefoot_starz in a life-saving procedure (300 points).

Overall, I've been nice (300 points). For Christmas I deserve a Nintendo Wii!

Sincerely,
rafe_traceyj

Another quiz.

Fri, 26 Oct 2007 18:33:31 GMT

You Are 64% Republican

You have a good deal of elephant running through your blood, and you're proud to be conservative.
You don't fit every Republican stereotype, but you definitely belong in the Republican party.

How Republican Are You?

Some Halloween quizzes I found

Thu, 25 Oct 2007 19:09:00 GMT

For my real name, Tracey:

Your Vampire Name Is...

Seductress the Bloodthirsty

What's Your Vampire Name?

For my RP name, Rafe:

Your Vampire Name Is...

Draco of the Far East

What's Your Vampire Name?

You Are A Vampire

You have a real thirst for bliss, and you consider yourself a true hedonist.
And you're not afraid to walk alone in life, if it means getting what you truly crave.
You truly enjoy entrancing people. Not to mention the ensuing pleasures of the flesh.
Your tastes have been called decadent and bizarre. You usually give in to your temptations, no matter how primal

Your greatest power: Your flawless ability to seduce and charm

Your greatest weakness: Human flesh

You play well with: Werewolves

What Kind of Monster Are You?

Your Monster Profile

Merciless Hitchhiker

You Feast On: Starbucks

You Lurk Around In: Movie Theaters

You Especially Like to Torment: Cops

What's Your Monster Name?

You Are Scary

You even scare scary people sometimes!

How Scary Are You?

Your Unique Costume is Mega Demon

Be the afterlife of the party!

What Totally Unique Halloween Costume Should You Wear?

My fiction update

Wed, 24 Oct 2007 18:29:46 GMT

Just to let everyone know what is going on with my fanfiction, it hasn't been going.

I won't be finishing my story for Spook Me, hit a major roadblock about halfway through. Maybe next year.

I just, a few minutes ago, finished my story to be put on Rounds Of Kink, for today, so it's un-beta'd. I'll post it here once I get it to my wonderful betas.

I almost have chapter 4 done of my story "You're All I'll Ever Need," so I'll be posting that soon.

I have 2 more prompts to do for Rounds Of Kink, a story to write for giveandtakets (not due until end of the year), and all of my tables.

RL has been really rough lately. I had my elderly aunt, who has epilepsy, move in with me for a while, so I had to keep an eye on her when my mom wasn't here. Yesterday, I still can't believe that I did this, but I completely forgot that I had to work. Luckily, they called, and I just got a lecture on remembering to get to work on time.

What is it that goes first when you get older?

Anyway, I hope to be getting more written soon.

I Got Pictures!!

Fri, 12 Oct 2007 19:11:41 GMT

Fangirl squeal!!!!

I got my pictures from Cascade Convention that I ordered, of Garett (Blair)!!
4 wonderful pics! I'm so excited, I just had to share that info.

Now, I'll go back to trying to write my fic for Spook Me. I just wish my other Sentinel bunnies would get out of the way, just until this one is done.
Still haven't found that smut bunny yet, either, just lots of angst bunnies.

50 Darkfics table

Thu, 27 Sep 2007 23:46:19 GMT

Here's my last table, that I've claimed. Wanted to put it in a separate entry. Will start writing some soon, hopefully, if my smut bunny cums home, pun intended.

50 Darkfics

Blair Sandburg & Jim Ellison, The Sentinel.

There are 100 prompts. You only have to write 50 to get your completed banner, but feel free to write them all if you feel fiesty! :P

Each of the fics must fit into one of the following prompts. The actual word doesn't have to be used...just the general idea. Use your imagination :P

001.	Ravished.	002.	Dark Path.	003.	Rule/Ruler.	004.	Blood.	005.	Lost Haven.
006.	Claws.	007.	Awakening.	008.	Animal.	009.	Branded.	010.	Torture.
011.	Weapon.	012.	Bound.	013.	Nails.	014.	Coffin/ Buried.	015.	Angry.
016.	Evil.	017.	Fear.	018.	Conquer.	019.	Slave.	020.	Master.
021.	Brutal .	022.	Leash.	023.	Unholy.	024.	Power.	025.	Destiny.
026.	Ancient.	027.	Narcissus .	028.	Innocence.	029.	Guilt.	030.	Chains.
031.	Flame.	032.	Past.	033.	Present.	034.	Broken.	035.	Oath.
036.	Never.	037.	Forever.	038.	Outcast.	039.	Eternal.	040.	Dance.
041.	Fixation.	042.	Dirty.	043.	Candle.	044.	Hunger.	045.	Lust.
046.	Wicked.	047.	Stake.	048.	Leather.	049.	Razor.	050.	Eruption .
051.	Yes.	052.	Forced.	053.	Light.	054.	Gleam.	055.	No.
056.	Madness.	057.	Please.	058.	Mask.	059.	Destruction.	060.	Poisonous.
061.	Feral.	062.	Shadow.	063.	Masterpiece.	064.	Ghost.	065.	Match.
066.	Midnight.	067.	Mighty.	068.	Coven.	069.	Forsaken.	070.	Unbound.
071.	Pain.	072.	Sorrow.	073.	Cry/Tears.	074.	Darkness.	075.	Non-con.
076.	Anonymous.	077.	Unforgiving.	078.	Different.	079.	Rain.	080.	Restraints.
081.	Clamps.	082.	Metal.	083.	Love.	084.	Hate.	085.	Indifference.
086.	Bite.	087.	Phoenix.	088.	Rope.	089.	Ball.	090.	Tight.
091.	Hot.	092.	Wax.	093.	Voice.	094.	Lick.	095.	Need.
096.	Writer's Choice.	097.	Writer's Choice.	098.	Writer's Choice.	099.	Writer's Choice.	100.	Writer's Choice.

FIC: "Making Up Is Easy To Do." The Sentinel

Tue, 25 Sep 2007 15:56:25 GMT

Yeah, this is way late. It was due on the 17th, but my smut bunny ran away. Hope you like.

Title: Making Up Is Easy To Do.
Author: Tracey J. / rafe_traceyj
Fandom: The Sentinel
Pairing/character: Jim/Blair
Rating: FRAO
Prompt: Absence makes the heart grow fonder
Kink: Make-up or Re-union Sex
Word Count: 716
Notes/Warnings: M/M sex. The boys had a major fight right before Blair was leaving on an expedition. The expedition lasted a lot longer than expected, so he's been gone for six months.
Beta: Ash/Jack V.

What a lousy flight, Blair thought as he got into the taxi. After he gave the driver his address, he settled back for the ride home, back to the man that he loved.

Would this still be his home, he wondered. Would Jim still want him after so long?

All of his doubts and fears would be answered as soon as he got out of the taxi at 852 Prospect and took the elevator up to apartment 307. He fumbled around in his pocket and got his key out, but as he started to reach for the lock, the door opened and he was pulled inside by a very relieved sentinel.

“I’m sorry,” Jim whispered as he pulled Blair into a tight hug.

“So am I.”

“Don’t ever leave me again after we have a fight, please” Jim begged as he helped Blair out of his jacket and dropped it onto the floor.

“Okay,” Blair agreed, trying to pick up his jacket, but Jim bodily moved him away from the door.

“Upstairs, now,” Jim ordered as he smacked Blair on the ass.

“I love you, Jim,” Blair said as he headed up the stairs, unbuttoning his flannel shirt on the way.

“Love you, too, Chief.”

Blair stopped halfway up the stairs.

“Chief?” Blair said, angrily “After I’ve been gone for 6 months, its Chief?” Jim tried to kiss Blair but Blair pulled away from him.

“Sorry. I love you, babe,” Jim tried but Blair was not appeased.

“Not good enough.” Blair crossed his arms.

“I love you, Blair.”

“That’s better,” Blair replied as he leaned over and kissed Jim on the cheek, before he started his ascent up the stairs.

“Pain in the ass Blair,” Jim mumbled under his breath, but followed Blair upstairs anyway.

“That’s right. Pain in your ass,” Blair joked as he teased Jim by only unfastening his pants.

“It’s about time,” Jim said as he got undressed, then motioned at Blair’s state of dress.

“Clothes off, now.”

Blair complied.

“Where’s the lube?” Blair asked as he got settled on their bed.

“In the drawer, where it always is,” Jim replied, but Blair didn’t move toward the nightstand.

“I’ve never topped in our relationship,” Blair said, suddenly unsure of himself.

“First time for everything,” Jim said as he got settled on the pillow with his legs spread.

“Right,” Blair replied as he got out the lube. He stopped short and just stared at Jim lying on the bed “Goddess, I’ve missed this.”

“What?”

“Seeing you naked.”

Blair leaned down over Jim and kissed him. The kiss was soft at first, almost questioning, then became harder, more possessive.

“So have I,” Jim pushed Blair back up to a sitting position and handed him the bottle of lube “Now, get on with it.”

“Pushy bottom,” Blair chuckled as he started to open the lube, letting a big glob land in his left hand.

“You don’t know the half of it,” Jim replied, chuckling some, too, until Blair started tracing the outside of Jim’s pucker. Blair had Jim squirming on the bed before he finally pressed one finger inside.

Blair slowly worked that one finger back and forth until he found that perfect spot that made Jim moan deeply.

“You’re killing me, Chief,” Jim finally said, when Blair removed his finger.

“I know,” Blair said, then pressed two fingers into Jim, pushing in deeper to open Jim up.

When he was ready, Blair removed both fingers, then lubed his leaking cock and pushed slowly into Jim, both of them groaning in pleasure.

“You feel so good,” Blair finally managed to say.

“So do you. We’ll have to do it this way more often,” Jim answered.

“Harder, babe, please,” Jim begged, after several minutes of Blair moving slowly back and forth in him.

“I don’t want to hurt you.”

“You won’t. I love you, Blair.”

“Love you too, Big Guy,” Blair whispered as he picked up the pace, and using his right hand began to pump Jim’s cock in time to his thrusts.

“It’s been so long,” Jim cried, as he came all over Blair’s hand.

“Too long,” Blair replied as he followed Jim. After Blair came, he collapsed onto Jim’s chest, too exhausted to even move up into Jim’s arms.

“I promise I’ll never leave again.”

Changed my username

Thu, 20 Sep 2007 15:54:37 GMT

Yes, I've changed my username, from need4speed_le, to rafe_traceyj, in honor of my new RP character on SylumClan. I'm now Brian Rafe from the TV show, The Sentinel. I've kept all of my friends, but wanted to let you know, so you're not going WTF?

I've finally finished my last story for Rounds Of Kink, and will post it as soon as it gets back from my betas.

Comments, please.

Thu, 20 Sep 2007 15:17:47 GMT

Comment to this post saying something - anything - about me. I'll then put what you've said in my profile. This means that you can say I eat babies, and it will still go up to describe me to the world. Then post this in your journal, so we can do the same thing for you!

FIC: "Losing Control", The Sentinel, 50 Kinky Ways

Wed, 12 Sep 2007 19:30:09 GMT

Title: Losing Control
Author: Tracey J.
Fandom: The Sentinel
Pairing/character: Jim Ellison/Blair Sandburg
Rating: FRAO
Prompt: #46 -- WC (Control)
Notes/Warnings: Thanks to Ash/Jack V., my wonderful beta, who despite classes, was able to beta this for me. "The Sentinel by Blair Sandburg" didn't happen. Blair got his doctorate and is teaching at Rainier.

Word Count: 1122

Friday morning.

I feel so out of control lately. My senses have been going nuts, I’m totally dependent on Sandburg to keep from zoning, I’m getting nowhere on my cases, and my love life is going no where. Not that I can even think of being with a woman right now. All I can think about is Blair. He’s always in my head, even when he’s not physically with me.

He even made me a pillow, from one of his old stinky shirts, for my chair at work. To keep me grounded, he said, but just to remind me how out of control I am. Although, I do find it comforting that he cares about me, even though I hardly see him any more.

Now that he has finished his dissertation, he’s teaching full-time and he was even planning on going on an expedition, but that had to be postponed, because of me.

Maybe once this case is over, everything will settle back down.

************************

Jim finished writing in his journal and put it away in his sock drawer, so Blair wouldn’t find it. He heard his roommate stirring downstairs and wanted to start making breakfast.

“Good morning, Chief” he said as he came down the stairs. Blair mumbled something as he went into the bathroom.

Must have had another late night with a co-ed, Jim thought.

As they ate in silence, Jim really studied Blair, who hardly noticed that Jim was even there. Finally, Blair realized that he was being watched.

“Jim, are you zoning?”

“No, Blair, I’m not,” Jim said, exasperated “I can get through breakfast without zoning, you know.”

With that, Jim took his dishes into the kitchen and put them in the dishwasher. He then headed to the bathroom and slammed the door. After a few minutes he came out, grabbed his keys and headed out the door.

“Have a good day!” Blair called after him, but was only answered by the door slamming.

“Jeez,” Blair said “I wonder what that was all about. Must be some sentinel thing.”

************************

That evening, Blair was getting ready to go out to help with a study group, and realized that his one pair of clean socks had a large hole in them. He went upstairs to borrow a pair of socks from Jim, and found Jim’s journal. Unable to help his incessant curiosity, he turned to the last entry.

No wonder he bit my head off this morning, he thought. Forgetting about everything but Jim’s emotional state, he carried Jim’s journal downstairs to read more.

After going back two weeks and finding that the only sexual references in it were about himself, he started to formulate an idea.

He put the journal back where he had found it as the phone rang. It was someone from the study group. He told them to go on without him, that he had something else come up. He then called Simon, and found out that Jim would be another hour or so finishing up paperwork, as they had just wrapped up the case.

Blair got out his own journal, and started writing frantically. He left it on the counter right where he knew that Jim would see it. He went into his own room, got together what he would need for his shower, and headed to the bathroom as he heard the elevator coming up.

Calm down, Blair, he said to himself, or Jim’s going to realize you’re up to something.

He got into the shower as Jim came in the front door. Jim looked around, but didn’t see Blair. He heard the shower running, and thought that it was odd that Blair had to take two showers in one day.

Must have another hot date tonight, Jim thought. He went into the kitchen to get a beer and saw Blair’s journal on the counter. It was still open so Jim took a peek and was surprised by what he read.

************************

Dear journal,

I am so tired of having to be in constant control. With only teaching classes, I’m not getting to study anything new. Given the fact that I’m also teaching mostly freshmen, I feel like I constantly have to coach them on what to do.

I wish that I had some time to just be with Jim, and not have to worry about him zoning. I can hardly wait for this case to be over, and have Jim back to normal. Of course, with all the evening study groups that I’m in charge of, I don’t even have time to sit and have a beer with him. Maybe I should just skip the study group tonight.

I wish Jim would get home soon and just take control, for once. Find me in the shower, or somewhere where I’m totally vulnerable, and take matters into his own hands. Of course, Jim’s totally straight, and probably thinks that I am, too. He’ll never know how much I want him, naked and wrapped around me, telling me what to do.

************************

The words that Jim read went straight to his cock. He headed over to the bathroom and found the door unlocked. He snuck in quietly and could see Blair’s silhouette through the curtain. Blair moaned as he slowly stroked his cock, and then he whispered Jim’s name.

Jim then realized that Blair was still in control, manipulating the situation.

He must have read my journal, Jim thought as he started to head back out of the bathroom, but then stopped. Two can play this game; I’ll just turn the tables on him.

Jim quickly undressed.

He looked under the counter and found a bottle of lube. He put the lube just outside the shower, but had no intention of using it tonight.

When Blair moved forward, Jim sprang into action. Blair tried to turn around, but Jim was too fast for him.

“Don’t fight me, Sandburg,” Jim growled lustily into his ear.

“Jim, what are you doing?” Blair asked, trying to act confused and a little apprehensive.

“Taking control,” Jim said, as he let his fingers run all over Blair’s chest and abdomen.

Jim purposely let his hands avoid Blair’s nipples and cock, as Blair tried to move so Jim would touch him.

“I know what you’re up to, Chief,” Jim finally said, and he watched Blair’s body tighten up.

“You really want to lose control?” he asked. By this time, Blair’s whole body was trembling, but Jim didn’t smell fear on him.

“Yes, Jim,” Blair was finally able to whisper “To you.”

“Good,” Jim said as he let go of Blair and stepped out of the shower. He grabbed a towel and dried himself off.

“Got any plans for this weekend?”

FIC: You’re All I’ll Ever Need, Chapter 3. The Sentinel.

Tue, 04 Sep 2007 15:07:47 GMT

Title: You’re All I’ll Ever Need, Chapter 3.

Author: Tracey J. (LJ: Need4speed_le)

Fandom: The Sentinel

Pairing/character: Blair Sandburg/Jim Ellison, Lee Brackett

Rating: FRAO, for language & sex.

Notes/Warnings: Slash, M/M sex. AU: Set in a world where the CIA has almost unlimited power to make people disappear. Set before The Switchman, but Jim’s senses were coming back on-line. My world is set in 2007.

WARNING: This chapter contains non-consensual intercourse. If that squicks you out, don’t read.

Betas: Ash/Jack V.

Disclaimer: The Sentinel is owned by someone other than me, I’m not making any money off of my stories, and I’m just borrowing the characters.

Word Count: 1586

Chapter 1: http://need4speed-le.livejournal.com/3320.html#cutid2

Chapter 2: http://need4speed-le.livejournal.com/8143.html#cutid1

Suddenly, the room started to become a sauna, humid and very hot.

“Oh, no, not again!” Jim groaned as he wrapped his arms tight around Blair’s waist.

“What’s wrong?” Blair asked, placing his hands on Jim’s to try to comfort his sentinel.

“This is the way that it started,” Jim gasped “When they were testing my tactile response. It was very hot, and then it felt like my skin was on fire.”

“Oh, man, Jim!” Blair responded, trying to reach for Jim’s other clothes, but Jim just held him close.

“Just keep me grounded, Blair,” Jim begged “I can control my dials better when you’re near me.”

“Ok,” Blair relented “But let me turn around, so you can see my face.”

*****************

In the control room, Lee slammed his fist onto the control panel.

“No!” he screamed at the image of Blair keeping Jim calm. He pushed a button and Jim screamed.

“Let’s see you keep him calm when he can’t hear you, guide,” he snarled at the screen.

*****************

“Jim, what is it?” Blair asked, as Jim’s hands went to his ears. Blair moved Jim’s hands and placed his own over Jim’s ears so that Jim could hold on to him. Jim’s eyes were filled with so much pain, but when he saw that pain reflected on Blair’s face, he was able to turn the dials down enough.

“Blair, don’t be afraid,” Jim begged “Fear masks your scent. I need you to stay calm, please.”

Blair took a deep breath, willing himself calm. As the fear left Blair, it also left Jim, and he was able to start turning his dials down. Blair shivered as he felt something wet touch his back and his skin started to tingle. The liquid must have also hit Jim’s hands and legs because he jerked back against the wall. Blair did the only thing that he could think of to distract Jim from the pain; he kissed him hard, pushing his tongue into Jim’s mouth.

*****************

“SHIT!” Lee hollered “I kept them together too long! I can’t believe their bond is so strong already!”

He pressed several more buttons, making the whole room light up and producing a cloud of white smoke as an air horn sounded in the room, causing both sentinel and guide to scream.

“There!” he bellowed, triumphantly “Let’s see you ground him, now that both of your senses are on overload.”

*****************

Jim shoved Blair as far away as possible, as he turned to face the wall, to get away from the lights. Blair covered his own ears as he tried to get Jim to focus on him. The room smelled of so much decay and blood that even when Jim breathed through his mouth, he could taste it. All Jim could sense was pain and every time that Blair got near him, he pushed Blair away.

Blair still tried to get through to Jim, until the door opened and Brackett came in with two other men in protective gear. Two of them grabbed Blair while Brackett retrieved the remote. Blair fought as best he could but the men were stronger, and the pain was too great.

“JIM! NO!!”

Jim cowered in the corner, unable to see the men take Blair from him, but he felt the pang of loss when the door closed and the bond was stretched.

“BLAIR!!!”

As soon as Blair was out of the cell, away from the noise and the bright lights, he turned all of his energy to try to free himself from his captors. Brackett pulled out a taser and zapped Blair in the neck, stopping his struggles.

“Jim,” Blair sobbed, too weak to even notice the men moving him into the showers, until the cold water hit his body.

“Just get him wet enough to wipe the acid from his skin,” one said to the other. “Don’t drown him.” They both laughed as they pulled a sputtering Blair out of the shower area and carried him into the control room.

“Put him on the towels in the corner,” Lee said to the men. Once the men had left, he went over to Blair and nudged the guide with his foot. Blair backed away from him into the corner.

“Very well, then,” Lee said, going back over to the console, looking back to see if Blair was watching the screen.

“Let’s see if we can’t make you more cooperative.” He moved a couple of dials and Jim lurched in the corner of the cell, screaming for Blair.

“Stop it!” Blair cried out as he leapt out of the corner trying to get to the controls. Lee was ready for him and pulled out his gun, stopping Blair in his tracks.

“Now, that I have your attention,” Lee started again “You do what I want, and I’ll lessen Jim’s pain.”

“I’ll do it, just,” Blair motioned toward the screen where he could still see and hear Jim “Please don’t hurt him anymore.”

“Good, boy,” Lee said, looking at Blair, standing there in his wet jeans, dripping all over the floor “Get back on the towels, and then strip.”

“What?” Blair grimaced, but moved back onto the towels “No way!”

“Fine,” Lee pushed a button on the intercom “Jones, Smith! Go in and handcuff Ellison and put him in the middle of the cell.”

Blair watched helplessly as two men, with protective head gear and sunglasses on, entered Jim’s cell and did as Lee commanded. Jim tried to stop them but when they moved his hands from his ears, all he could do was shudder and shake uncontrollably.

“Please,” Blair pleaded as he undid his pants, kicking them off to reveal the harness “I did it. Please, don’t hurt him.”

Lee turned around, an evil grin on his face. He put his gun away and to Blair’s horror, he picked up the remote to the butt plug.

“I normally like to just watch, but,” Lee moved over to Blair letting his free hand cup Blair’s chin to raise his face to him “Today, you two were doing too much talking.”

Lee went back over to the control panel and pushed a button. The audible alarm in the cell stopped and the two men that were still in there removed their head gear. Lee hit the intercom again.

“Smith, stand guard outside the door. Jones, you know what to do.” The larger guard went behind Jim and held a gun near Jim’s head as the other went outside and closed the door. Lee turned around as he moved the control on the remote making Blair lurch from the vibrator starting.

“On your knees, Sandburg,” Lee sneered as Blair complied. He walked over to Blair, and Blair shuddered as Lee stopped with his crotch in Blair’s face.

“Jim is right,” Lee cooed, running his hand through Blair’s hair “You are a little slut. Look how hard you’re getting.”

“You disgust me,” Blair snarled, spitting out every syllable “You know damn well the only reason I’m getting hard is from that vibrating plug.”

“Yes, I know,” Lee said “Now undo my pants, and maybe I’ll stop the torture before Jim’s senses completely overload and you never get him back.”

Blair undid Lee’s pants with shaking fingers.

“You said there was no sound,” Blair said, worried about what else Lee had heard.

“I lied,” Lee said “Too bad Jim was in blessed protector mode or he might have picked up on that.”

“Now, you know what to do, don’t you Blair?”

“Yes,” Blair growled, looking like he was going to be sick. He pushed his captor’s pants down far enough to free his erection.

“For Jim,” Blair whispered as he took the dripping head into his mouth.

Blair groaned as Lee turned up the vibrator, making Lee groan as well. Lee got impatient and forced Blair to take all of him into his mouth.

“Come on, Blair,” Lee encouraged, moving Blair’s head back and forth “For Jim, remember.”

Blair allowed Lee to fuck his face, blocking out everything but the cries of his sentinel, begging him to relieve his pain. His concentration was broken when Lee turned the vibrator to the highest setting, making Blair scream as he came. He could tell from Lee’s movements that he was about to come too, but Lee pulled out of Blair’s mouth as he came, marking Blair with his semen.

Blair tried to pull away but Brackett had his hands firmly entwined in Blair’s hair, holding him still. When he finally let go, Blair tried to wipe himself clean but Lee pulled out a taser and subdued Blair.

As Blair laid there on his side, Lee fastened his pants then went over and removed the harness and butt plug from him. Lee then smeared his come over as much of Blair as possible, including his back, so that Blair wouldn’t be able to wipe it off.

“Let’s perform a little experiment,” Lee said to Blair as he took a really big glob of come and wiped it on Blair’s ass “Will a sentinel injure his guide when he smells another on him?”

Blair moaned and tried to move, but Lee put his hand on Blair’s hip.

“Don’t worry,” Lee said, patting Blair’s bare hip “I may be amoral, but I don’t swing that way. But what Jim doesn’t know may hurt you, though.” He laughed evilly as he went over to the intercom to have the men take Blair back to the cell, with Jim still restrained.

State Quiz

Fri, 31 Aug 2007 15:20:13 GMT

You're Maryland!

You enjoy contemplating your navel so much that you want to build a whole
school devoted to said purpose. You like Chevy Chase a ton as well, maybe even more than
Cal Ripken since he started doing those Century 21 commercials. Mostly, though, you want
to kick back, watch the ballgame, and eat crabcakes. Brick is by far your favorite
building material. You might even call yourself a brick house.

Take the State Quiz
at the Blue Pyramid.

This is so funny, b/c this is where I grew up.

Table For 50 Kinky Ways

Thu, 30 Aug 2007 18:49:53 GMT

I just realized that I haven't actually posted 2 of my claims tables. So here's the one for 50 Kinky Ways to treat your lover(s), with the pairing of Jim Ellison & Blair Sandburg, from The Sentinel.

1.	Rituals	2.	Cross-Dressing	3.	Spanking	4.	Biting	5.	Oil
6.	Restraints	7.	Non-Con	8.	Leather	9.	Ice	10.	Candle Wax
11.	Medical play	12.	Fear Play	13.	Blood Play	14.	Breath Play	15.	Food Play
16.	Vibrators	17.	Anal Plugs	18.	Whips/Paddles	19.	Handcuffs	20.	Standing in Corner
21.	Spreader Bars	22.	Blindfold	23.	Phone / Voice Sex	24.	Dildos	25.	Orgy
26.	Serving	27.	Tattooing	28.	Dominant	29.	Submissive	30.	Exhibitionist
31.	Voyeur	32.	Branding	33.	Age Play	34.	Cock Rings	35.	Ball Gags
36.	Wanking	37.	Shaving	38.	Clamps	39.	Collars	40.	Virgins
41.	Locked up	42.	More-some	43.	Outdoor sex	44.	Piercing	45.	Role Play
46.	Control	47.	Writer's Choice	48.	Writer's Choice	49.	Writer's Choice	50.	Writer's Choice

FIC: "You're All I'll Ever Need" Chapter 2. The Sentinel. FRAO

Wed, 29 Aug 2007 15:25:40 GMT

Chapter 1: http://need4speed-le.livejournal.com/3320.html#cutid2

Title: You’re All I’ll Ever Need, Chapter 2.

Author: Tracey J. (LJ: Need4speed_le)

Fandom: The Sentinel

Pairing/character: Blair Sandburg/Jim Ellison, Lee Brackett & ?

Rating: FRAO, for language & sex.

Notes/Warnings: Slash, M/M sex. AU: Set in a world where the CIA has almost unlimited power to make people disappear. Set before The Switchman, and Jim’s senses were just coming back on-line.

Betas: Ash/Jack V & leiadiana.

Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their

respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended.

Word Count: 2560

Brackett leaned back in his chair, feeling the afterglow. He had come from just watching Jim and Blair. He made a mental note to get them some proper supplies, as well as some ‘toys’ to play with.

“Since they are my prisoners, they should put on a proper show for me,” he said to himself, chuckling.

He decided to check on his other prisoner and so changed the feed on the monitor. This one is green tinted, from a completely darkened cell. There was one person in it, a female. She cringed in the corner, seemingly in great pain.

“Soon, my pet,” he said to her as he let the camera zoom in “You will be free of your pain, and we shall be an unstoppable team.”

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The next morning, Jim woke up to find Blair fully dressed, looking around the cell like he was trying to find a way out. Jim also noticed that their trays were gone, and replaced with a bowl of warm water, some wash rags, and a towel.

Blair then turned around, and realized that Jim was awake.

“Good morning, Jim,” Blair said, as he came over to Jim and gave him a kiss.

“You are so not going to believe this,” Blair continued, as he grabbed the wash rag and let Jim clean himself off.

“What?”

“Someone, probably that Lee Brackett guy, was watching us last night.” Blair started pacing back and forth.

“Who?”

Blair stopped pacing and looked at Jim like he had grown a second head. “Lee Brackett, the CIA guy who kidnapped us, took us into custody, something, anyway. . . ” Blair started pacing again, throwing Jim’s boxers to him.

“He was watching us, man, and, then, when I wake up; some goon comes in with this bowl of water and stuff, and your clothes, and says that they’ll bring us something to eat when you wake up.” Blair handed Jim the rest of his clothes, and Jim got dressed quickly.

“I’ve got to get you out of here,” he continued “No more testing on you, no way. I can’t ---.”

Jim stopped Blair’s tirade as he grabbed him and started kissing him deeply. Blair wrapped his arms around Jim’s neck and his legs around Jim’s waist. Jim was so involved in the kiss that he didn’t hear the door being unlocked.

“I hope I’m not interrupting,” Lee said, chuckling, as he pushed a serving cart into the room.

“Breakfast is served,” he continued, as Jim put Blair down and placed himself between the two men.

“Don’t worry, sentinel,” Lee said, putting up his hands in mock surrender “I’m not here to take your guide, at least not yet.” He pointed to the trays and a box.

“I brought the two of you some supplies, as well as some food.” Lee handed the trays over to Blair. “Maybe you will actually eat this time.” As Blair blushed deeply, Lee laughed.

“Too bad there was no sound,” Lee commented “But you two do put on quite a show. Just keep it up and Blair here won’t have to get separate quarters.”

When Jim made a move toward Lee, he pulled out a gun, aiming it at Jim. Jim put up his hands as he looked toward the box, and Lee backed up so that Jim could get it. After Jim moved back to stand near Blair, who was sitting on the floor with the food, Lee left with the cart.

Jim sat down with the box, opened it slowly, and with a wicked grin on his face, looked at Blair. Blair tried to look in the box, but Jim closed it quickly and put it behind his back.

“Eat first,” Jim said “Play later.” Jim handed one of the trays to Blair.

“What?” Blair questioned, as he took a bite of his eggs. When Jim gave him that grin again, Blair blushed until he was bright red.

Blair cleared his throat, and started back on the subject from earlier.

“Like I was saying, before I was interrupted,” he said, putting his finger up as Jim tried to stop him “I’m not letting them do any more testing on you. I just have to figure a way out.”

“You know,” Jim replied “I have been trying to check this place out when they take me from our cell, and I think that we’re underground somewhere.”

“Why do you say that?” Blair asked “Because there are no windows, or because you don’t hear anything outside?”

“Both,” Jim said as he pointed at Blair’s tray again “Now eat, or do I have to feed you myself?”

“No, I’m eating,” Blair said, shoving some eggs into his mouth, but still trying to talk around them “I’m just saying that there has to be some way out of here.”

As Blair continued to go on about his idea to escape, Jim finished his own breakfast then maneuvered so that he and the box were behind Blair. Jim settled on his knees and wrapped his arms around Blair’s waist. Blair gasped when Jim started nibbling on his right ear lobe.

“Do you want to know what’s in the box?” Jim asked, letting his breath caress Blair’s neck.

“Y-ye-yes,” Blair stammered as he looked over to where the box had been. “Where is it?”

“Behind you,” Jim teased, as he moved back just enough to put the box in his own lap.

Blair tried to turn around, but couldn’t, as the top of the box was now pushed up against his back.

“No need for these,” Jim said, as he threw something over his shoulder. “Hmmm, now this looks like fun.”

“Please, Jim,” Blair begged.

“For the millionth time, finish your breakfast.”

“I’m not hungry.”

“Fine,” Jim huffed, as he picked up the box and put it on Blair’s lap. Inside was a large bottle of lubricant (not pudding-based), a box of wipes, and various types of sex toys.

Blair tried to look behind Jim.

“Now what’s wrong?” Jim asked, growing impatient.

“Just was wondering what you threw behind yourself,” Blair replied.

“Birth control,” Jim said “Well, they were condoms. And this,” picking up a vibrating butt plug with remote “Is what I thought looked like fun.”

“Oh,” was all that Blair could come up with. He fidgeted on the floor, like he was becoming uncomfortable.

“Or not,” Jim said, getting ready to throw the plug behind him. Blair grabbed his arm, and took the butt plug out of Jim’s hand, putting it back in the box. He then took Jim’s empty hand and placed it on his crotch.

“That’s why I was fidgeting,” Blair explained as he moved Jim’s hand over his growing erection “Not because I’m uncomfortable with the ‘toy’.”

Jim let his thumb move up and down Blair’s erection so slow that Blair started to push against Jim’s hand to get more friction.

“Slow down, Chief,” Jim whispered, as he started to undo Blair’s pants “Today, I want to learn every inch of your body before you come.”

“Jim, please, not that!” Blair hissed, as Jim moved his hands off of Blair and pulled a cock ring out of the box.

“Blair, the more that we ‘play’, the less likely it is that they will take me for more testing.”

Blair groaned, but let Jim push his pants and boxers down far enough to put the ring on.

“What about you, big guy?” Blair asked, as Jim pulled the lube out of the box and pushed the box out of the way.

“I seem to have more self-control,” Jim replied “Now, get undressed.”

“Bossy boots.”

“I don’t have my boots on,” Jim said as he started to undress as well.

After Blair finished undressing, he looked at Jim questioningly. Jim took Blair into his arms, holding him close and breathing in Blair’s musky scent.

His hands wandered through Blair’s curls as he memorized the texture and color of them. Blair tried to keep Jim grounded by letting his hands move up and down Jim’s back, not wanting to spoil the mood by talking.

When Jim was satisfied with his study of Blair’s hair, he lowered Blair onto the mattress then turned him onto his front. Blair put his arms under his head as Jim straddled him and pushed the hair up off of Blair’s neck. Jim turned up his sense of touch as his hands started massaging Blair’s neck. His hands slowly worked their way over Blair’s shoulders and down his back. About halfway down, Jim stopped and started to press his weight onto his hands.

“Jim!” Blair cried “Shit! Don’t zone on me, man!” Blair tried to turn over but couldn’t.

“Jim,” Blair tried a more soothing approach “Come back to me. Follow the sound of my voice, the sound of my heartbeat.”

Suddenly, Jim jumped back some, like something had hit him.

“Blair, I’m so sorry,” Jim said as he moved back off of Blair “I blacked out again, didn’t I?”

“It’s called a zone out,” Blair explained “And yes, you did, but I talked you back.”

“How can I keep from zoning?” Jim asked, turning Blair over so that he could look at him.

“Don’t concentrate on just one sense,” Blair said “If you want to turn up your sense of touch, make sure you ground yourself by concentrating on scent, too, or sound, like my heartbeat.” Jim cocked his head to the side, like he was listening intently to something.

“Calm down, Chief, or you’re going to have a heart attack,” Jim said, as he straddled Blair’s legs and put his hands on Blair’s chest.

“Easy for you to say,” Blair gasped as Jim found his nipples. Blair groaned and moaned as Jim slowly let his hands find every erogenous zone on Blair’s chest and stomach. When Blair was sure that he was going to come even with the cock ring on, Jim stopped and leaned back onto his heels, just staring at Blair.

Blair started to sit up, thinking that Jim had zoned again, but Jim pushed him back down.

“Oh, Blair, you’re beautiful!” Jim finally whispered, and then he leaned down over Blair and kissed him. As Jim was kissing him, Blair started feeling around for the lube. As his fingers began to wrap around it, Jim pulled it from his reach.

“Come on, Jim,” Blair pleaded “You’re killing me here.”

In response, Jim just growled and threw the lube to the other side of the cell. Blair struggled to get out from under Jim, but Jim just pinned him to the mattress, kissing him again. Blair quit struggling and let Jim have control. When he was sure that Blair was going to stay put, Jim sat back up and started exploring Blair’s body again.

“I want,” Jim panted, as he started licking and kissing his way down Blair’s body. “To only touch,” he mouthed Blair’s neck: “To only see,” his left nipple: “To only hear,” his right nipple: “To only smell,” his belly button: “To only taste,” the tip of Blair’s cock.

“Ji-i-i-i-m-m!!!” Blair screamed.

“Only you!” Jim continued as he moved down Blair’s thighs “All my senses,” his calves: “Just on you,” his ankles: “Nothing else,” his feet: “No one else.”

“Man!” Blair finally realized what Jim was saying “You would overload, and I wouldn’t have any way to bring you back.”

“So,” Jim said, leaning over Blair, kissing the tip of his nose “As long as we’re together, what would it matter?”

“You could become totally primal,” Blair replied, trying to focus on the conversation and not the fact that Jim was sprawled across him.

“What?”

“You would rely totally on instinct,” Blair continued, pushing Jim up some to look him in the eyes “You could hurt someone, Jim. You could hurt me.”

“I would never!”

“You wouldn’t be in control, your senses would. And that much stimulation could push you to hurt what was causing you to overload,” Blair said, and then pulled Jim back down to kiss him again.

“How about one or two senses at a time, okay, big guy?”

“Okay,” Jim replied as he sat back to look at his guide.

“Now, where were we?”

“I believe you were getting ready to fuck me into the mattress,” Blair coached as he pointed toward the lube. “But we need the lube.”

As Jim crawled over to retrieve the lube, Blair spread his legs to give Jim easy access.

“You’re such a slut,” Jim said, chuckling, as he prepared Blair.

“Your slut,” Blair replied, sighing in relief when Jim removed the cock ring.

Jim knew that he wasn’t going to last long with Blair lying like that, so he pushed into him fast, then waited as Blair got used to it. Blair showed that he was ready by putting his feet on Jim’s shoulders and pushing up.

“Fuck me hard, Jim,” Blair pleaded, and Jim did, leaning down over Blair to really pound him into the mattress. As Jim’s movements became erratic, Blair worked his own erection, and they came simultaneously with a loud shout.

After he recovered enough to move, Jim grabbed the toy box, and while Blair was still lying with his legs apart, Jim found the butt plug and harness, and came back over to the mattress. Blair still hadn’t opened his eyes, so Jim began to insert the plug.

“What the fuck!” Blair screamed, as he jumped away from Jim. He took in the sight of Jim holding the plug and harness, and just shook his finger at Jim.

“You!” was all that Blair could get out, he was so upset.

“I’m sorry, babe,” Jim said “I didn’t mean to frighten you.”

“That thing is cold!” Blair finally said, as he crawled back onto the mattress “Give a guy some warning next time, okay?”

“Okay,” Jim agreed as he rubbed the butt plug with both of his hands “It’s warm now. Can we try that again?”

“What’s the belt for?” Blair questioned, still not sure what Jim was up to.

“To keep the butt plug in place,” Jim said, matter-of-factly.

“Just make sure everything is warmed up this time,” Blair requested as he turned around so his ass was facing Jim.

Jim slid the plug into place, and making sure that any metal on the harness was warmed up by his hands, secured the harness in place. Blair looked down at the harness and noticed the ring around his cock.

“It’s not the same type of ring that I put on you earlier,” Jim clarified “This one won’t keep you from coming.”

“Good,” Blair answered, moving around so he could get used to the harness.

Jim went over and grabbed his boxers, as he threw Blair his pants and shirt.

“Just put these on for now,” Jim explained as he put his boxers on “I don’t want you to get cold.”

As Blair was putting his pants on, Jim picked up the remote, went over to the mattress in the corner, and, sighing heavily, sat with his back against the wall.

“That’s usually where I sit,” Blair said “When I’m waiting for them to bring you back to me.”

Blair walked over to Jim, pushed Jim’s legs apart, and sat down with his back to Jim’s chest, laying his head on Jim’s shoulder.

Suddenly . . . .