| Rose ( @ 2005-12-04 02:37:00 |
Ficlet: Lovingly Led Astray. Not fanfic, but rather a fandom fic.
So, the following ficlet doesn't have ANY connections to RL at all, and any likeness to reality is a pure coincidence... Er, I'd also like to mention that I have a very healthy and happy relationship with my husband.
*runs and hides*
Title: Lovingly Led Astray
Pairing:
son_of_darkness/
naughtyhouseelf. And there's also, eh, a mystery female in a non sexual role :p
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: ~900
Notes: This is all
balefully's fault
She blew out a long stream of smoke, crossed her legs and grinned.
They were both standing in front of her, staring resolutely at the floor. The blond, her pet, seemed just vaguely uncomfortable, but the dark haired boy’s cheeks were glowing.
They certainly hadn’t been this shy the last time they’d met. Maybe it had been the alcohol, although she doubted it. Her pet had been whispering frantically in her ear about the younger boy as soon as he’d laid eyes on him.
But now, the smaller boy seemed on the verge of bolting. He had responded eagerly enough to the suggestion that he’d come to visit, but now he was biting his lip, wiggling his toes and clenching his hands all at once, probably thinking that no one would notice. Her pet was thankfully immobile.
“Darling? Would you be so kind to relieve our guest of his jumper? He does seem rather flushed.” She took another long drag of her cigarette and smiled encouragingly at them.
The blond immediately turned to face the smaller boy, but hesitated before touching him. He then raised his hand to the other boy’s cheek and trailed his fingers over the pale skin. The youth leaned eagerly into the touch, seemingly thankful for the small kindness. The man didn’t linger, but rather set to obey her orders.
The boy immediately stiffened at the assault, but he didn’t voice any objections as his jumper was dragged over his head and discarded to a chair. He seemed oddly fragile in his white shirt with his arms wrapped around himself, staring worriedly at the other man.
The blond, meanwhile, seemed already beside himself with excitement. His eyes swept greedily over the youth’s body, seeming to appreciate the snug fitting trousers and the loose shirt. The boy was blushing even more, but eyeing his companion with curiosity.
They both started when the woman spoke again.
“Good.” She took a final drag of her cigarette and discarded it into a nearby ashtray. “Now, pet... Do try to make our guest a little more comfortable.” She smirked. “I believe that he will be more amusing to me if he’s a little more relaxed.”
Her pet seemed a bit nervous as he approached the visitor. He held eye contact as he carefully extracted one hand towards him and placed it on his waist. The boy jerked at the contact, but remained standing where he was, staring wide-eyed at the other man. The blond edged closer still, stopping only when he was close enough to smell the smaller boy’s fine, dark hair. He closed his eyes and inhaled deeply. As he exhaled he slowly opened his eyes and smiled happily down at the boy. The boy looked up and carefully returned the smile. Suddenly the small distance between them was closed and their lips met with delighted desperation.
The woman smiled to herself as the two men quickly deepened the kiss, sucking greedily on each other’s lips. She could see how the teenager melted against the older man, all tension leaving his shoulders. They were touching each other everywhere they could reach, greedily sucking, licking and nipping at each other as they went. Her pet’s hands seemed to have settled upon the boy’s behind, kneading the flesh clumsily but with great enthusiasm. Meanwhile, the boy’s hands were fluttering across the other man’s chest, flirting idly with his shirt buttons without daring to undo them.
They were grinding against each other now, looking flushed and eager. They eagerly extracted moans, shivers and gasps from each other, taking delight in every reaction. Their eyes were closed; they seemed lost to the world.
“Now, now.” She licked her lips. “Let’s not be greedy, boys.”
They parted quickly at her words, and the smaller boy blushed again. He really was sweet, she thought.
“No, there’s no need to stop, but then again, there’s no need to come in our trousers, is there?” She raised an eyebrow. They squirmed under her gaze, not daring to meet it, and obviously hoping that they’d be allowed to resume their activities as soon as possible. She smiled. ”But by all means, carry on, boys. You should even get rid of some of the clothing.” She smiled at the way the younger man’s hands twitched at these words. “But a little less frotting for now, all right?”
She was sure that they’d both nodded, even though she hadn’t been able to actually see it in their rush to peel their shirts of each other. Laboured moans escaped them both as they embraced awkwardly, desperate to feel as much of each other’s skin as possible. Blunt nails clung to white skin, marking it with delightful ease.
They were kissing again, messily and brutally. The woman couldn’t tell whose breath it was that was shaking, but they both seemed utterly blissful and content. And very, very aroused, even though both of them were making valiant attempts at stilling their hips.
The woman adjusted her leather skirt slightly, feeling delightfully unsettled as she watched the proceedings. She fished another long, white cigarette from a packet and raised it to her lips.
And suddenly, for the first time that evening, the visitor broke his silence. “Bite me,” he panted against his lover’s skin. “Please.”
And as the woman nodded her consent to her pet’s enquiring glance, she concluded that the evening’s entertainment looked very promising indeed.
She lit the cigarette and smiled.
OMG. I cannot believe that I just wrote that. And before you ask, no, it couldn't be more graphic. As I was wibbling over writing this I realised that I've never even touched
son_of_darkness, not even shaken his hand. In light of that I decided that I wasn't about to bare his arse or describe his throbbing manhood on my LJ :p
ETA:
lizardspots has lovingly illustrated this bastard of a fic here. Go look!!
So, the following ficlet doesn't have ANY connections to RL at all, and any likeness to reality is a pure coincidence... Er, I'd also like to mention that I have a very healthy and happy relationship with my husband.
*runs and hides*
Title: Lovingly Led Astray
Pairing:
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: ~900
Notes: This is all
She blew out a long stream of smoke, crossed her legs and grinned.
They were both standing in front of her, staring resolutely at the floor. The blond, her pet, seemed just vaguely uncomfortable, but the dark haired boy’s cheeks were glowing.
They certainly hadn’t been this shy the last time they’d met. Maybe it had been the alcohol, although she doubted it. Her pet had been whispering frantically in her ear about the younger boy as soon as he’d laid eyes on him.
But now, the smaller boy seemed on the verge of bolting. He had responded eagerly enough to the suggestion that he’d come to visit, but now he was biting his lip, wiggling his toes and clenching his hands all at once, probably thinking that no one would notice. Her pet was thankfully immobile.
“Darling? Would you be so kind to relieve our guest of his jumper? He does seem rather flushed.” She took another long drag of her cigarette and smiled encouragingly at them.
The blond immediately turned to face the smaller boy, but hesitated before touching him. He then raised his hand to the other boy’s cheek and trailed his fingers over the pale skin. The youth leaned eagerly into the touch, seemingly thankful for the small kindness. The man didn’t linger, but rather set to obey her orders.
The boy immediately stiffened at the assault, but he didn’t voice any objections as his jumper was dragged over his head and discarded to a chair. He seemed oddly fragile in his white shirt with his arms wrapped around himself, staring worriedly at the other man.
The blond, meanwhile, seemed already beside himself with excitement. His eyes swept greedily over the youth’s body, seeming to appreciate the snug fitting trousers and the loose shirt. The boy was blushing even more, but eyeing his companion with curiosity.
They both started when the woman spoke again.
“Good.” She took a final drag of her cigarette and discarded it into a nearby ashtray. “Now, pet... Do try to make our guest a little more comfortable.” She smirked. “I believe that he will be more amusing to me if he’s a little more relaxed.”
Her pet seemed a bit nervous as he approached the visitor. He held eye contact as he carefully extracted one hand towards him and placed it on his waist. The boy jerked at the contact, but remained standing where he was, staring wide-eyed at the other man. The blond edged closer still, stopping only when he was close enough to smell the smaller boy’s fine, dark hair. He closed his eyes and inhaled deeply. As he exhaled he slowly opened his eyes and smiled happily down at the boy. The boy looked up and carefully returned the smile. Suddenly the small distance between them was closed and their lips met with delighted desperation.
The woman smiled to herself as the two men quickly deepened the kiss, sucking greedily on each other’s lips. She could see how the teenager melted against the older man, all tension leaving his shoulders. They were touching each other everywhere they could reach, greedily sucking, licking and nipping at each other as they went. Her pet’s hands seemed to have settled upon the boy’s behind, kneading the flesh clumsily but with great enthusiasm. Meanwhile, the boy’s hands were fluttering across the other man’s chest, flirting idly with his shirt buttons without daring to undo them.
They were grinding against each other now, looking flushed and eager. They eagerly extracted moans, shivers and gasps from each other, taking delight in every reaction. Their eyes were closed; they seemed lost to the world.
“Now, now.” She licked her lips. “Let’s not be greedy, boys.”
They parted quickly at her words, and the smaller boy blushed again. He really was sweet, she thought.
“No, there’s no need to stop, but then again, there’s no need to come in our trousers, is there?” She raised an eyebrow. They squirmed under her gaze, not daring to meet it, and obviously hoping that they’d be allowed to resume their activities as soon as possible. She smiled. ”But by all means, carry on, boys. You should even get rid of some of the clothing.” She smiled at the way the younger man’s hands twitched at these words. “But a little less frotting for now, all right?”
She was sure that they’d both nodded, even though she hadn’t been able to actually see it in their rush to peel their shirts of each other. Laboured moans escaped them both as they embraced awkwardly, desperate to feel as much of each other’s skin as possible. Blunt nails clung to white skin, marking it with delightful ease.
They were kissing again, messily and brutally. The woman couldn’t tell whose breath it was that was shaking, but they both seemed utterly blissful and content. And very, very aroused, even though both of them were making valiant attempts at stilling their hips.
The woman adjusted her leather skirt slightly, feeling delightfully unsettled as she watched the proceedings. She fished another long, white cigarette from a packet and raised it to her lips.
And suddenly, for the first time that evening, the visitor broke his silence. “Bite me,” he panted against his lover’s skin. “Please.”
And as the woman nodded her consent to her pet’s enquiring glance, she concluded that the evening’s entertainment looked very promising indeed.
She lit the cigarette and smiled.
~~~
OMG. I cannot believe that I just wrote that. And before you ask, no, it couldn't be more graphic. As I was wibbling over writing this I realised that I've never even touched
ETA: