Kink Meme Fill (WIP) 1
So, I've started to fill a prompt at the Wodehouse Kink Meme ohidosay.
Prompt: Bertie/Jeeves
Somebody with evil plans makes Jeeves and Bertie have sex under gunpoint.
(why he does this, whether J&W are already a couple or how it ends is up to you)
Title: Lone Gunman (title subject to change)
Pairing: semi-Jeeves/Bertie
Rating:R?
Fandom: Jeeves and Wooster
Characters:Jeeves, Bertie, gunman
Warnings:dub-con, non-con?, slash, alley sex, language, minor gun-play
Summary: A short cut gone wrong.
Jeeves knew they had taken a shortcut down the wrong alley as soon as he heard that ominous 'click'. Jeeves and Bertie slowly turned to see a figure in a long coat, over-sized hat and scarf standing before them, pointing a shiny gun in their direction. The stranger approached them, weapon still aimed in their general direction.
"I say, what's the meaning of this, eh?"
Bertie was first to speak.
"Oh, aren't you a pretty one?" purred the gunman softly, caressing Bertie's cheek with the barrel of the gun.
Bertie gave a slight shiver at the feel of the cold metal on his skin. Jeeves' hands clenched into fists at his sides. The stranger lightly traced over Bertie's lips with a finger, gun following close behind.
"Open that beautiful mouth of yours," was the silk draped over iron demand.
Bertie swallowed nervously before complying. The gun barrel slipped inside. Bertie squeezed his cornflower eyes shut in anticipation of the 'bang.' The stranger slid the barrel out of his mouth slightly before pushing it back in. This was repeated a few times.
Jeeves couldn't stand idle and watch this ravishment of his master any longer.
"Leave Mr. Wooster alone, you fiend!"
The gunman stopped violating Bertie's mouth with the gun and turned to the indignant valet.
"Perhaps you'd like to take his place?" the stranger asked, "or maybe you want him for yourself?"
Jeeves said nothing, his heart pounding heavily in his chest.
"Yes, that's it! You want to touch and take him to bed and whisper sweet nothings in his ear and who could blame you?"
The gunman stroked Bertie's cheek with the gun again for emphasis.
Bertie turned wide eyes to Jeeves. What this mad man said couldn't be true! Could it?
"Such a pretty boy."
The stranger appeared to just have had an idea.
"Why don't you just do it now?" he suggested in that bizarrely soft voice, "right now! Just fuck him right here like a whore. A pretty whore."
Jeeves was shaking his head.
"It's not right, what you suggest," he replied, "I cannot. I will not abuse Mr. Wooster in any manner."
The stranger pressed the gun to Bertie's temple.
"If you don't, you'll have to find a new employer."
tbc
Prompt: Bertie/Jeeves
Somebody with evil plans makes Jeeves and Bertie have sex under gunpoint.
(why he does this, whether J&W are already a couple or how it ends is up to you)
Title: Lone Gunman (title subject to change)
Pairing: semi-Jeeves/Bertie
Rating:R?
Fandom: Jeeves and Wooster
Characters:Jeeves, Bertie, gunman
Warnings:dub-con, non-con?, slash, alley sex, language, minor gun-play
Summary: A short cut gone wrong.
Jeeves knew they had taken a shortcut down the wrong alley as soon as he heard that ominous 'click'. Jeeves and Bertie slowly turned to see a figure in a long coat, over-sized hat and scarf standing before them, pointing a shiny gun in their direction. The stranger approached them, weapon still aimed in their general direction.
"I say, what's the meaning of this, eh?"
Bertie was first to speak.
"Oh, aren't you a pretty one?" purred the gunman softly, caressing Bertie's cheek with the barrel of the gun.
Bertie gave a slight shiver at the feel of the cold metal on his skin. Jeeves' hands clenched into fists at his sides. The stranger lightly traced over Bertie's lips with a finger, gun following close behind.
"Open that beautiful mouth of yours," was the silk draped over iron demand.
Bertie swallowed nervously before complying. The gun barrel slipped inside. Bertie squeezed his cornflower eyes shut in anticipation of the 'bang.' The stranger slid the barrel out of his mouth slightly before pushing it back in. This was repeated a few times.
Jeeves couldn't stand idle and watch this ravishment of his master any longer.
"Leave Mr. Wooster alone, you fiend!"
The gunman stopped violating Bertie's mouth with the gun and turned to the indignant valet.
"Perhaps you'd like to take his place?" the stranger asked, "or maybe you want him for yourself?"
Jeeves said nothing, his heart pounding heavily in his chest.
"Yes, that's it! You want to touch and take him to bed and whisper sweet nothings in his ear and who could blame you?"
The gunman stroked Bertie's cheek with the gun again for emphasis.
Bertie turned wide eyes to Jeeves. What this mad man said couldn't be true! Could it?
"Such a pretty boy."
The stranger appeared to just have had an idea.
"Why don't you just do it now?" he suggested in that bizarrely soft voice, "right now! Just fuck him right here like a whore. A pretty whore."
Jeeves was shaking his head.
"It's not right, what you suggest," he replied, "I cannot. I will not abuse Mr. Wooster in any manner."
The stranger pressed the gun to Bertie's temple.
"If you don't, you'll have to find a new employer."
tbc