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crack_van2007-04-23 11:30 pm
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Game Point by scout_kent (NC-17)
Fandom: SPORTS NIGHT
Pairing: Casey/Dan
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
scout_kent
Author Website: None known
Why this must be read: Because sometimes you need porn. You need Dan, hot and sweaty and shirtless; you need Casey, unable to tear his eyes away from him. You need fumbling, urgent, first-time kisses, and frantic, thrusting, needy sex. And you need them laced through with love and tenderness and passion and desire. When you need those things, then this is the fic for you.
Dan smirks a little, and reaches up to remove his shirt. Casey smacks his hand away. "No. Stay still. Don't move." Dan drops his arms back down to his side, and Casey slowly slides the shirt off his shoulders and lets it drop to the floor.
The sun is slanting through a high window in the shed, bathing Dan's body in light and leaving his face shadowed. Casey just stares at him for a long moment, and Danny, clearly embarrassed, ducks his head but doesn't move. This strikes Casey as the hottest thing ever, and he wonders if Danny's always this obedient when he’s turned on.
Game Point
Pairing: Casey/Dan
Author on LJ:
scout_kentAuthor Website: None known
Why this must be read: Because sometimes you need porn. You need Dan, hot and sweaty and shirtless; you need Casey, unable to tear his eyes away from him. You need fumbling, urgent, first-time kisses, and frantic, thrusting, needy sex. And you need them laced through with love and tenderness and passion and desire. When you need those things, then this is the fic for you.
Dan smirks a little, and reaches up to remove his shirt. Casey smacks his hand away. "No. Stay still. Don't move." Dan drops his arms back down to his side, and Casey slowly slides the shirt off his shoulders and lets it drop to the floor.
The sun is slanting through a high window in the shed, bathing Dan's body in light and leaving his face shadowed. Casey just stares at him for a long moment, and Danny, clearly embarrassed, ducks his head but doesn't move. This strikes Casey as the hottest thing ever, and he wonders if Danny's always this obedient when he’s turned on.
Game Point