i got lost in cape town
Drabbles were promised!
For kisforkurama's Fail Battle: Gabe Saporta/Matthew Gray Gubler; bandom/Criminal Minds RPF; R. [161 words]
William's tongue runs along the vein on the underside of Gabe's cock, and Gabe tightens his fingers in William's hair with a groan. Fuck, he's so glad it's growing out again, feels so good to just thread his hands into it and hold William there, exactly where Gabe wants him.
"Bill," he says - gasps. "Fuck, yeah."
William pulls back, letting Gabe's cock slip out of his mouth.
Gabe frowns. It wasn't the fingers in the hair, was it? William liked that, last time Gabe checked, and since that last time had been yesterday, he probably hasn't changed his mind since then.
"We don't look that much alike, really," William says, arching one eyebrow, and Gabe blinks down at him.
"Matthew," he says, slowly, processing.
Matthew rolls his eyes. "How drunk are you?"
Gabe thinks that's kind of rich, coming from Matthew of all people, but before he can actually voice this, Matthew just says, "Get it right this time," and wraps his lips around Gabe's dick again.
For kisforkurama's Fail Battle: Bones/Kirk; Star Trek XI; NC-17. [205 words]
"Hurry up." Jim is practically wriggling with impatience. "C'mon, please, Bones, hurry."
"Hold your damn horses," McCoy grits out, and he slides a third finger into Jim without any warning, making Jim moan shamelessly and grind back against McCoy's hand.
"Bones," Jim whines, turning pleading eyes on him. "Don't make me beg for it."
"Serve you right if I did," McCoy mutters under his breath, and slips his fingers out of Jim to replace them with his cock.
Both Jim's answering cry and the way he clings to McCoy's shoulders are more than a little satisfying.
McCoy fucks him fast and hard, wrapping a hand around Jim's dick and jerking him roughly, without any sort of rhythm. He knows Jim's not going to be sitting quite so easy in the captain's chair tomorrow. He also knows that that's exactly what Jim wants, judging by the little desperate noises Jim's making as McCoy's thrusts speed up, as he finally tenses and tightens and goes still, and Jim digs his fingers into McCoy's skin when he comes, deep enough that McCoy's going to have bruises for a week.
"Bones," Jim gasps, his halting breaths hot over McCoy's ear as he comes down from his high. "Bones, I just lost the game."
"...DAMN IT, JIM."
gen; bandom/Leverage; PG. [182 words]
William's waiting near the bar for Carden to come back from… wherever the fuck he's disappeared to, and that's when the blonde runs into him. Trips over him, actually, and somehow does not go sprawling, but sort of does a flip-turn and rights herself. She's cute, in a tiny kind of way, wearing scene kid-level eyeliner and a Clan hoodie that both look completely unnatural on her.
"Oh, hey, sorry!" the blonde says, entirely cheerful and very slightly fake. "Places to go, people to see, I'm kind of in a hurry. Just, uh, excited for the show. I'm a big fan!"
William expects her to ask for a picture, or start flailing at him, or something, but she just looks him up and down, then says, "Hey, wow, you're really tall. So, if you see three greasy guys with guns, will you tell them I went back that way?"
"Um," William says.
She actually has to stand on her tippytoes to clap him on the shoulder. Which she does. With a very serious face. "Good man," she says, and ducks back into the crowd.
William blinks. Huh.
For kisforkurama's Fail Battle: Gabe Saporta/Matthew Gray Gubler; bandom/Criminal Minds RPF; R. [161 words]
William's tongue runs along the vein on the underside of Gabe's cock, and Gabe tightens his fingers in William's hair with a groan. Fuck, he's so glad it's growing out again, feels so good to just thread his hands into it and hold William there, exactly where Gabe wants him.
"Bill," he says - gasps. "Fuck, yeah."
William pulls back, letting Gabe's cock slip out of his mouth.
Gabe frowns. It wasn't the fingers in the hair, was it? William liked that, last time Gabe checked, and since that last time had been yesterday, he probably hasn't changed his mind since then.
"We don't look that much alike, really," William says, arching one eyebrow, and Gabe blinks down at him.
"Matthew," he says, slowly, processing.
Matthew rolls his eyes. "How drunk are you?"
Gabe thinks that's kind of rich, coming from Matthew of all people, but before he can actually voice this, Matthew just says, "Get it right this time," and wraps his lips around Gabe's dick again.
For kisforkurama's Fail Battle: Bones/Kirk; Star Trek XI; NC-17. [205 words]
"Hurry up." Jim is practically wriggling with impatience. "C'mon, please, Bones, hurry."
"Hold your damn horses," McCoy grits out, and he slides a third finger into Jim without any warning, making Jim moan shamelessly and grind back against McCoy's hand.
"Bones," Jim whines, turning pleading eyes on him. "Don't make me beg for it."
"Serve you right if I did," McCoy mutters under his breath, and slips his fingers out of Jim to replace them with his cock.
Both Jim's answering cry and the way he clings to McCoy's shoulders are more than a little satisfying.
McCoy fucks him fast and hard, wrapping a hand around Jim's dick and jerking him roughly, without any sort of rhythm. He knows Jim's not going to be sitting quite so easy in the captain's chair tomorrow. He also knows that that's exactly what Jim wants, judging by the little desperate noises Jim's making as McCoy's thrusts speed up, as he finally tenses and tightens and goes still, and Jim digs his fingers into McCoy's skin when he comes, deep enough that McCoy's going to have bruises for a week.
"Bones," Jim gasps, his halting breaths hot over McCoy's ear as he comes down from his high. "Bones, I just lost the game."
"...DAMN IT, JIM."
gen; bandom/Leverage; PG. [182 words]
William's waiting near the bar for Carden to come back from… wherever the fuck he's disappeared to, and that's when the blonde runs into him. Trips over him, actually, and somehow does not go sprawling, but sort of does a flip-turn and rights herself. She's cute, in a tiny kind of way, wearing scene kid-level eyeliner and a Clan hoodie that both look completely unnatural on her.
"Oh, hey, sorry!" the blonde says, entirely cheerful and very slightly fake. "Places to go, people to see, I'm kind of in a hurry. Just, uh, excited for the show. I'm a big fan!"
William expects her to ask for a picture, or start flailing at him, or something, but she just looks him up and down, then says, "Hey, wow, you're really tall. So, if you see three greasy guys with guns, will you tell them I went back that way?"
"Um," William says.
She actually has to stand on her tippytoes to clap him on the shoulder. Which she does. With a very serious face. "Good man," she says, and ducks back into the crowd.
William blinks. Huh.