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cherrybina ([personal profile] cherrybina) wrote in [community profile] inception2012-02-01 02:57 pm

Inception Fandom Rare Ship Fest

Hello Inception fandom! It's time to celebrate all those ships that don't get nearly enough love.

♥ Inception Fandom Rare Ship Fest ♥


For the purposes of this fest, a rare ship is defined as anything other than Arthur/Eames. All threesomes/moresomes involving Inception characters are also welcome.

PROMPTING: Prompts should be left as ship + scenario, one prompt per comment. Please list the ship in the subject line for easy navigation of the fest.

CREATING: Browse the prompts to see what inspires you, but feel free to create something for your favorite rare ship without waiting for a prompt. Multiple fills for a prompt are encouraged. The goal of this fest is to increase the number of rare ship fanworks across the fandom, so the more fills, the merrier :D

You are welcome to participate with your Dreamwidth account, anonymously, or using Open ID.

All fills are welcome, but please use discretion and warn for anything that's potentially triggery. We want this fest to be safe and friendly for everyone. If you have any questions about this, please contact me or [personal profile] architect.

Now go forth and celebrate your favorite rare ships!

FILL! Arthur/Fischer/Eames, loving threesome, 2/?

[identity profile] sneaqui.livejournal.com 2012-02-13 04:13 am (UTC)(link)
Arthur snickers and pulls Robert closer, angles his body so that their chests are pressed together, their skin warm and slightly sticky beneath the down comforter.

Arthur pushes the thin strands of hair out of Robert’s eyes and kisses him slow and sweet. “You want me to blow you?” He presses his lips to Robert’s eyebrow, the tip of his nose. “Or I could fuck you. Or eat you out until you come.”

Robert would love to do any of these things, all of these things, but he’s not exactly functioning at full capacity. “I’m not gonna be of much use right now,” he warns.

“That’s alright, baby.” Arthur frowns. “Unless you don’t want to-”

“Oh no,” Robert smiles. “Go right ahead. I don’t mind.”

Arthur snickers and presses their foreheads together. “You’re spoilt. You know that?”

Robert sighs and combs a hand through Arthur’s curls. “I am, aren’t I?” A hint of sadness in his voice.

“Hey. Don’t do that.” Arthur gives him a peck him on the lips. “It’s your turn this month. It’s the end of the fiscal year, and you’ve got the board to answer to. In a couple months, when Eames and I come home with ten pound bags under our eyes, you’ll get to take care of us.”

Robert nods. “Fair is fair.” He lets out a deep breath and allows himself to relax into the mattress.

Arthur moves down Robert’s chest, sighing contentedly as he takes one of Robert’s nipples into his mouth and circles the pebbled areola with his tongue. Robert groans and buries his fingers in Arthur’s hair as he presses lingering, wet kisses to Robert’s sternum, his stomach, his belly button. His mouth is hovering over the trail of dark hair that leads to his cock when he pulls his head up to yell, “Eames!”

Eames saunters out of the bathroom, brushing his teeth and scratching his belly. He grins when he sees them and says around a mouthful of foam, “How can I be of service?”

“Robbie needs some Advil.”

“And some water,” Robert adds, stretching his arms above his head.

Arthur presses a smile into Robert’s belly before dipping down and nuzzling his nose into the thatch of dark hair at the base of Robert’s cock. Arthur breathes in deeply and groans, “Fuck. You always smell so good.”

“What exactly do I smell like?” Robert can’t help but be contrary no matter how hungover or aroused he is.

The bed sags under Eames’ wait when he sits on the edge of the mattress at Robert’s side. Eames hands him two orange pills and slides a hand under his shoulders to prop him up so that he doesn’t choke on his glass of water.

Robert gulps down the whole glass and hands it back to Eames, wiping the wet from his mouth with the back of his hand. “Thank- ah!” Robert gasps when Arthur sucks his cock into his mouth, sliding his lips down the shaft and pressing his tongue to the underside when he pulls back up. Robert legs fall open further, his knees nearly touching the mattress, and Arthur reaches up to run his palms over the pale flesh of his inner thighs.

FILL! Arthur/Fischer/Eames, loving threesome, 3/5

[identity profile] sneaqui.livejournal.com 2012-02-13 04:15 am (UTC)(link)
Eames stares down at Robert’s cock sliding in and out of Arthur’s mouth and hums in approval, a deep rumbling in his chest. He reaches down Robert’s body and slides his palm over the crease where his thigh meets his groin before reaching underneath Arthur’s chin to gently grasp Robert’s balls.

Robert groans and presses his head back into the mattress, clutching the top sheet with one hand and Eames’ hip with the other. He frowns when his hand touches fabric instead of flesh, and he opens his eyes to see that Eames is wearing briefs.

Robert grumbles, “Eames, why are you wearing clothes?” He pulls the elastic of Eames’ briefs down and tucks it behind balls so that he can get a hand on Eames’ cock, already fully hard and standing up flush with his stomach. Eames’ groans and bucks his hips when Robert wraps his fingers around his cock and gently runs his thumb around the opening of his foreskin. His thumb comes away wet with precome, and he brings it to his mouth to taste it. He looks up as he does it, and catches Eames staring at him. “Fuck. Robbie.”

Eames bends down to kiss him just as Arthur curls his tongue around one of Robert’s balls and pulls it into his mouth. He sucks gently and hums around it, sending a strong current shooting up Robert’s spine and making his feet arch.

Eames presses his hand Robert’s hipbone to keep him from bucking, and his hands bumps against Arthur’s where its massaging the flesh at the top of Robert’s thigh. Arthur pokes his head up from between Roberts legs and grins. He pushes himself up on his elbows and tilts his head to beckon Eames toward him.

Robert watches, his mouth hanging open dumbly as Arthur and Eames’ lips slide together. The wet underside of Eames’ tongue glistening as he licks Robert’s taste out of Arthur’s mouth. They keep kissing as Arthur slides his thumb down Robert’s perineum to his hole, circling the raised ridge of it with a gentle pressure.

Robert’s breath quickens, and Eames hears it. He tilts his head out of the kiss and looks down to watch the movement of Arthur’s hand. He groans and ducks his head between Robert’s legs to flick his tongue across the puckered ring of flesh.

Robert gasps, “Fuck me,” almost without realizing what he’s saying. “Please.”

Arthur looks up at him from underneath the curls that have fallen into his eyes. “Yeah?”

“Yeah.” Robert nods aggressively. “I want your cock. C’mon.”

Arthur grins and nods toward their bedside table. “Eames.”

Eames fetches the lube from the drawer and tosses it to Arthur who catches it without looking. Robert can’t help but chuckle at the fact that Arthur and Eames exercise the same precision and focus in the bedroom as they do on the job.

Eames lays down next to Robert and catches his laugh with his lips, reaching up to stroke the delicate skin along his jaw.

It’s doesn’t take much to get Robert ready for Arthur’s cock. The most he ever needs is two fingers. Besides, Robert prefers his pleasure to build out of a slight ache.

FILL! Arthur/Fischer/Eames, loving threesome, 4/5

[identity profile] sneaqui.livejournal.com 2012-02-13 04:24 am (UTC)(link)
Arthur sits back on his ankles and pushes in slowly, his fingers digging into the soft skin behind Roberts knees. The slide of Arthur’s bare cock into his body causes a long groan to escape Robert’s lips. He reaches one arm back to grip the headboard and wraps the other around Eames’ shoulders.

Eames runs his knuckles up and down Robert’s ribs, and his eyes dart back and forth between Robert’s face and Arthur’s hips.

Arthur gasps when he bottoms out, and his head hangs down between his shoulders for a moment before he looks up and into Robert’s eyes. He undulates his hips for a few beats before pulling out and sliding back in slowly. He takes his time; Arthur always does. Perfect for a lazy, morning-after fuck. He slides his hands up Robert’s calves, brings his ankle to his mouth to kiss it. He groans, “Fuck. You feel so good baby, always so tight for us.”

Eames reaches down to wrap his hand around Robert’s cock, and Robert stops him. “Not yet,” he breathes. The words pushed out of him by Arthur’s hips. “Not yet.”

Eames groans and leans down the press a trail of sucking kisses down Robert’s throat, his chest. He makes a detour to bite his nipple and his pectoral just above his armpit before running his lips down Robert’s ribcage toward his belly. Once he gets there, he lays his hand on the expanse of skin just below his bellybutton and pushes gently.

At the same time, Arthur cants his hips up, and his cock rubs against Robert’s prostate. “Oh fuck,” Robert cries out, and his back arches. He buries his hands in his hair, clenching at the roots in order to keep himself from touching his cock. He could come just from this, Arthur and Eames fucking and rubbing him in a perfect rhythm.

He forces himself to keep his eyes open and watch them. Arthur’s brow furrowed in concentration, his biceps and his abs clenching as he speeds up his thrusts. Eames gets up on his knees and begins to fist his cock with his free hand. He looks down at Arthur’s cock sliding in and out of Robert’s hole and licks his lips.

Arthur is panting heavily and his eyes are beginning to cloud over. He’s close already. Robert is about ask Eames for his hand when Eames buries his fingers in Arthur’s hair and pulls him in for a kiss. Arthur groans and drops one of Robert’s legs to wrap an arm around Eames’ torso and grab his ass.

The movement changes the angle of Arthur’s thrusts, and Robert yelps when Arthur pulls the back of his thigh against his chest and his cock slides deeper into Robert’s body.

Robert whimpers, “Eames.”

FILL! Arthur/Fischer/Eames, loving threesome, 5/5

(Anonymous) 2012-02-13 04:25 am (UTC)(link)
Eames pulls away from Arthur’s mouth and looks down at Robert, his face flushed and his eyelids heavy, his fist flying over his cock. “Robbie,” he breathes.

“Touch me. Eames, please. Please, I’m gonna come.”

Eames growls and bends down to kiss Robert fiercely. He strokes Robert’s cock rapidly, hand wet with his own precome. Robert wraps his arms around Eames’ neck and digs his nails into his shoulders as a spike of heat shoots down his spine and his balls tighten. He thrusts back onto Arthur’s cock and forward into Eames’ fist and wails, “Eames. Fuck. Arthur,” as he comes, spilling all over his chest and Eames’ fingers.

Arthur gasps and falls forward, one palm landing on the mattress beside Robert and the other on Eames back as he thrusts deeply into Robert and comes. Robert shudders and sighs when he feels Arthur spill inside of him.

Eames trails his fingers through the come on Robert’s stomach and uses it to slick his own cock. Robert places his hand over Eames’ and follows his strokes. He presses small kisses to Eames forehead, his jaw, his lips and swipes his thumb over the head of Eames cock at random intervals until Eames groans, “Fuck,” and comes, his seed mixing with Robert’s on his stomach.

Eames collapses and Arthur follows, their bodies bracketing Robert. They lay there, eyes closed and panting heavily as Robert hums happily presses kisses to both their lips. He jumps up off the bed and walks to the bathroom to clean himself up and grab a wet towel for his lovers. “So,” he says over his shoulder, “who’s making breakfast?”

Arthur and Eames groan and say at the same time, “He is.”
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Re: FILL! Arthur/Fischer/Eames, loving threesome, 5/5

[personal profile] playinthewaves 2012-02-13 04:51 am (UTC)(link)
*__________________* AHGDKJLHG;JGDKLA;GGD;DAJFDLFAJDE;FJA;LJ


OKAY WHERE DO I START.


“Remorseful. Unclean.” Robert pauses to take stock of his body below the waist. “Surprisingly horny.”

Love this. XD Completely encompasses the morning-after feelings.

Eames saunters out of the bathroom, brushing his teeth and scratching his belly. He grins when he sees them and says around a mouthful of foam, “How can I be of service?”

Oh my gosh, I could SEE this in my head, especially with a scruffy!THard. (The mental image was, as is customary with THard, much hotter than it should have been.)

And I am not even going to MENTION the smoking hot porn because I would simply quote the whole thing, SO I will end with my absolute favorite line of this:

“So,” he says over his shoulder, “who’s making breakfast?”

Arthur and Eames groan and say at the same time, “He is.”


SO DOMESTIC, MORNING POST-SEX BITCHY. I love it, and I love YOUUUUU~~~ Thanks so much bb!

Re: FILL! Arthur/Fischer/Eames, loving threesome, 5/5

(Anonymous) 2012-02-13 05:00 am (UTC)(link)
Robert needs his breakfast so that he can keep up his strength and keep his boys living in the style to which they've become accustomed!

THANK YOU FOR SUCH A LOVELY COMMENT BB!! I am so happy that you enjoyed it!! (Also, I think that Eames walking out of the bathroom while brushing his teeth was my favorite thing that I wrote in this story XD)

I LOVE YOU!! <3 <3 <3
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Re: FILL! Arthur/Fischer/Eames, loving threesome, 5/5

[personal profile] bottledminx 2012-02-15 04:40 am (UTC)(link)
This. Exactly this.

Re: FILL! Arthur/Fischer/Eames, loving threesome, 5/5

[identity profile] sneaqui.livejournal.com 2012-02-15 10:55 pm (UTC)(link)
:D :D :D

Thanks for reading bb!! <3 <3 <3
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Re: FILL! Arthur/Fischer/Eames, loving threesome, 5/5

[personal profile] eternalsojourn 2012-02-13 11:44 pm (UTC)(link)
Hooooooly fuck. That was hot, omg. I'll just. Sorry, can't. That's enough of a comment, yeah? 'Cause I gotta be over here. By myself. *__*

Re: FILL! Arthur/Fischer/Eames, loving threesome, 5/5

[identity profile] sneaqui.livejournal.com 2012-02-14 12:00 am (UTC)(link)
FNDJLNFJDSNF!!! Oh baby I'm so glad you enjoyed it!! This is indeed enough of a comment!! :D MORE THAN ENOUGH. *clutches to bosom* <3