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Title: Bite Me (which roughly traslates into 'plotless-smut-with-hot-centers')
Team/Paring: Minnesota Wild, Colton Gilles/James Sheppard
Rating: NC-17
Note: This has nothing to do with the James/Nik fic. This is just random as hellllll.
Disclamer: Yeah, sex-slaves are still illeagal, so I don't own them.
Colton sat down in his stall, looking at the floor before him. Everybody else had left and he didn’t want to go back to his apartment just yet. He really didn’t want to be alone, either, which he was. No matter what he did, he was still screwed.
“Hey, Colt, what are you still doing here?”
Colton jumped up and turned to look at the door.
James Sheppard stood in the doorway, wearing a black shirt and black jeans.
“Oh, Christ, Shepp,”
Colton sat down again, shaking his head.
“Did I scare ya?” James teased, sauntering over to sit next to him in Owen Nolan’s stall.
Everything about the older boy screamed confidence. From the way he moved his hands when he spoke, to the way he wore his chains and spikes, he was unshakeable. Like Niklas Backstrom.
Colton realized he was staring and quickly looked away.
“What?” James arched his eyebrow.
“N…nothing,” he stuttered.
James smiled, “You’re so cute.”
Colton’s breath stuck in his throat, but he managed to push out, “J…James?”
The older boy ran a hand through his long hair and leaned closer to him.
Colton swallowed loudly and closed the distance between their lips. James’ mouth was hot and soft.
Colton pulled away very quickly, whipping his mouth on the back of his hand.
“Aww, c’mon, Colt, don’t be a tease,” James grinned, his eyes shining with mischief.
“Te…tease?”
Colton didn’t believe his ears.
James-effing-Sheppard.
“Ho..how, much do you, you want from m…me?”
James just smiled at him, then leaned in to kiss him again.
Colton’s hand threaded itself through his hair as James got down on the floor, pressing between Colton’s legs.
“Holy shit,”
Colton gulped when James fingered his cock through his jeans. Colton’s body wen rigid and he moaned.
“Mmm, you make some damn fine noises,” James bit down on the pulse point of his neck.
Colton whined when James’ fingers slid over the waist band of his pants, then snaked up his stomach, taking his shirt with them.
Colton lifted his arms obediently, letting the center remove it and throw it to the floor.
James mouth wandered from his jaw to his collarbone, then down to his nipples.
“You taste good, Colt,” James bit down on his shoulder, then licked his teeth-marks.
“James, wait, Shepp,”
Colton grabbed him by his biceps.
“What?”
“I’ve never done this.”
James kissed him, “This?”
“No, this,”
Colton gestured to his half-naked self and James pressed between his thighs.
“First time for everything, right?” James suddenly hugged him, “We don’t have to, ya know.”
In a bold moment,
Colton bucked his hips into James chest, “Yes, we really do.”
James laughed and slipped his own shirt off, giving him a good view of his roped stomach and the tattoo on his chest.
James-effing-Sheppard.
Colton reached out and unbuckled James’ belt, popped the button on his jeans, and slid down the zipper. James stood up and took his jeans and boxers off.
James’ cock jumped against his stomach, red and dripping.
“Oh, wow.”
James smiled like a devil, “Touch me.”
Colton looked all the way down his body, then back up to his face. James took his left hand and wrapped it around his cock.
“Just like jerking off, Colt.”
Colton jacked him off, keeping his eyes on James’ face. His hair hung into his eyes and his breathing hitched.
“I think you need to take off your pants,” James grabbed his hips and pulled him up.
James quickly removed his pants and sank to his knees again. He took the base of
Colton’s cock in his hand and licked his slit. Colton moaned and threaded his finger through James’ black hair again.
Suddenly,
Colton felt one of James’ fingers slide inside of him. The feeling was strange, but in a good way. The finger began to move in and out.
“Oh, Christ, James,”
Colton arched his back and moaned.
James kissed his hip and pushed another finger inside of him and began to scissor him. After a minute,
Colton moaned again.
James let
Colton fall from his mouth with an echoing “pop”. He bent over to take something out of his jeans and gave Colton a great view of his ass.
“Bend over,” James stood back up and said, “brace your hands on the bench.”
Colton did as he was told. After hearing the rustle of foil, and the crack of a cap being opened and closed, he felt James’ cock position at his entrance.
“Please, James, now,” he whimpered, pressing back.
“Oh, since you asked so nice,” James shoved all the way inside.
It felt so much stranger than his fingers, but it wasn’t unpleasant. He waited a moment, then rolled his hips back. He heard the older boy moan. He heard himself moan.
“Christ, Colt, you feel so hot,” James panted.
“Move. Now,” he commanded, rolling his hips back again.
James moaned again and started to fuck him, He went slowly at first, then, as his need to release grew, so did he speed.
“James,”
Colton felt heat coiling in his belly.
“Colt,” James moaned and moved his left hand from
Colton’s him to his cock.
Colton pushed back harder, challenging James to go faster. He finally released with a cry, making a mess on his bench and the floor. James followed him shortly, hand gripping painfully tight on his hip.
James pulled out and threw away the condom. He sat on the floor.
Colton sat next to him and they listened to each other pant.
“Colt, you’re so cute,” James teased looking at him.
“Are you a slut?”
Colton asked before he could tell himself to keep quiet.
“Well, Kim says I am. And so does Craig. And Owen, Benoit, Stephane…”
Colton smacked him in the face with a towel.
“I get it. You get around.”
“Hey, that what…”
“Shut up.”
“Bite me.”
“Okay.”