Two Ficlets
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annundrielReposting on LJ because I like them and want to save them.
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Chris never thought of Wesker as Albert. Not when they worked together, not when they shared a drink after. He never thought of him as Albert when they fucked, when he was on his knees, Wesker's cock in his mouth. When Wesker's pressed against him in the shower, pinning Chris' wrists hard against the tile.
He was always Wesker. Wesker who led, who starred in Chris' fantasies. Wesker who held him down and fucked him hard. Wesker who betrayed them.
Chris doesn't think of Wesker as Albert, not then and not now. It's always Wesker that he groans, in pain or pleasure, at his own hand or at Wesker's. You'd think that would make it easier, more impersonal.
It doesn't.
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Dean wakes up to moaning coming from the foot of his bed. Moaning and soft licks and slurps and—
"Damn it, Cas. I told you not to watch porn in here!" Dean levers himself up on one elbow and—oh.
The TV isn't on at all. Cas is there, though, two fingers in his mouth, and he's looking at Dean with wide eyes. He pulls the two fingers out with a small pop.
"This is very good, Dean," he says, pointing to the chocolate on the table. His pink tongue sneaks out to lap at a knuckle. "You should have said."
Dean gapes and then faceplants back on the bed, pressing his interested dick against the mattress. Fuck his life.
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spacefragments:Chris never thought of Wesker as Albert. Not when they worked together, not when they shared a drink after. He never thought of him as Albert when they fucked, when he was on his knees, Wesker's cock in his mouth. When Wesker's pressed against him in the shower, pinning Chris' wrists hard against the tile.
He was always Wesker. Wesker who led, who starred in Chris' fantasies. Wesker who held him down and fucked him hard. Wesker who betrayed them.
Chris doesn't think of Wesker as Albert, not then and not now. It's always Wesker that he groans, in pain or pleasure, at his own hand or at Wesker's. You'd think that would make it easier, more impersonal.
It doesn't.
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cautionzombies:Dean wakes up to moaning coming from the foot of his bed. Moaning and soft licks and slurps and—
"Damn it, Cas. I told you not to watch porn in here!" Dean levers himself up on one elbow and—oh.
The TV isn't on at all. Cas is there, though, two fingers in his mouth, and he's looking at Dean with wide eyes. He pulls the two fingers out with a small pop.
"This is very good, Dean," he says, pointing to the chocolate on the table. His pink tongue sneaks out to lap at a knuckle. "You should have said."
Dean gapes and then faceplants back on the bed, pressing his interested dick against the mattress. Fuck his life.
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Date: 2011-02-04 07:28 am (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2011-02-08 10:43 pm (UTC)Yeah. I like your super evil ninja power. ;D
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Date: 2011-02-13 05:44 pm (UTC)CAS IS GOING TO CATCH HIM STARING. TILT HIS HEAD AND ASK, BIT OF CHOCOLATE AT THE CORNER OF HIS MOUTH, MAKING THOSE LIPS ALL THE MORE OBSCENE, "WHAT'S WRONG, DEAN?"
DEAN WILL CRACK.
(I LOVE THAT ICON SO MUCH. NNNNGH, DEAN, YOU TEASE.)
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Date: 2011-03-02 08:10 pm (UTC)Cas' mouth feels like fucking heaven around his finger, hot and slick and--
"Fuck, Cas," Dean pants, free hand tangling around Cas' tie. "Fuck. You drive me--" Cas' teeth graze his knuckle. "You drive me crazy."
Cas pulls off with a wet sound, eyes dark and lips pink. "The feeling is entirely mutual," Cas says, and that voice--that goddamn voice--goes straight to Dean's dick. He groans, Cas' eyes flickering to his lips, and then Cas' mouth is on his, Cas' tongue is against his, and Dean can't even care that anyone could see them like this, he just wants more.
(PS. LOOK I TOOK IT OFF CAPSLOCK.)