Kink Meme Fill #6
Title: Undone
Pairing: Arthur/Cobb
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Based on this prompt from the kink meme "Arthur's neck. Erogenous zone, licking, biting, collarbones, hollow at the base of the throat. BONUS if you can work in his tie, omg."
Authors Note: I promised a fill ages ago and I'm so sorry it took me so long. I could give lots of reasons and excuses but either way, here it is.
Arthur was trying to work. Cobb knew he was trying to work, so why did he insist on distracting him? He came by and leaned over his shoulder, asked unimportant questions about what he was doing while his breath just barely tickled the hairs on Arthur’s neck. Arthur barely managed to suppress the shudders, not wanting to encourage Cobb when he was trying. To. Work!
Then the feather light touches started and Arthur almost snapped the pencil he was writing with in half. “Okay, you gotta stop or I’m never getting this done.”
Cobb’s arms encircled him and he nuzzled at his jaw. “Stop what? This?” Cobb nuzzled his way to his ear before teasing his earlobe with sharp little nips that sent fire straight through Arthur with a gasp. “Or this?” Fingers came up to trace over Arthur’s throat, nails ran along his pulse point, perfect pressure.
“Jesus Christ, Dom.” Arthur moaned out and without any conscious thought he let his head tip to the side and gave Cobb better access to his throat. Cobb mmed his approval, lips and teeth created a path of saliva that, once blown on gently, caused Arthur to groan and arch against the chair but Cobb’s arm around him kept him in place. “God, please.”
“Please what?” Cobb hooked a finger into Arthur’s tie and started to undo it. He worked the collar of Arthur’s shirt open until he was able to nuzzle at a collarbone. “Thought you wanted me to stop.”
Arthur shook his head and he gasped again as Cobb took hold of his tie properly and slid it free of his shirt collar. “You sure?” Arthur nodded and Cobb tied the tie around his eyes, effectively blindfolding him.
“Arthur,” Cobb mumbled against his ear, his fingers ran down Arthur’s front and the younger man shuddered. “I want you to touch yourself.”
The moan that escaped Arthur sent shivers through Cobb’s body and he nibbled at his neck again as Arthur started to comply. Arthur slid his fingers down his own shirt to his pants. He was rewarded with another sharp nip to his throat and he gasped again.
Arthur groaned as he started to stroke himself. Cobb still had an arm around him so he couldn’t arch the way he wanted to, but he tried anyway because at the same time Cobb’s hand was on his body. He never knew where Cobb would touch next and that was more arousing that what he was doing to himself. Not to mention the constant attention to his neck…he felt like his body was on fire. Every part of him was hyper aware.
“This is one of the hottest things I’ve ever seen, Arthur.” Cobb breathed into his ear and he arched again, but Cobb’s arm around him remained. Arthur loved and hated being restrained. It triggered warning bells in his head, but that just added to the sensory overload he was experiencing.
“Sometimes undoing you is the only thing that keeps me going.” It was whispered so softly he had almost missed it and it took Arthur a second to realize what exactly Cobb had just said. Right then he hated the blindfold, wanted to see Cobb’s face, but when he opened his mouth to reply he was silenced by Cobb’s lips over his. The kiss was deep and claiming and Arthur returned it as best he could given his current position. Then Cobb’s hand joined his, dictated the pace of the stroking, and thinking ceased being a priority for Arthur.
He made sounds that would embarrass him if he had been in any other situation. Soft needy sounds that came dangerously close to whimpers. The whole time Cobb’s mouth was over his, sometimes just keeping their lips connected, sometimes kissing him deeply. When he knew he couldn’t take anymore he wanted to tell him but Cobb didn’t give him a chance to speak. Arthur gasped and shuddered and when his orgasm finally ripped through him he bit down hard on Cobb’s lower lip, the slight coppery tang of blood barely registered to his pleasure hazed mind.
The arm around him went away and a moment later his tie slid free from around his eyes and he blinked his eyes open. Arthur made himself presentable again and looked over to Cobb who had already moved away to busy himself with something else. It was as if nothing had happened. Arthur knew Cobb had let too much slip just then, said things he hadn’t intended and was now making a hasty retreat even as Arthur’s body still tingled.
Two options were available to Arthur just then. He could sit here and go back to work joining Cobb in the willful ignorance like he had so many times before or he could get up, walk over there and actually talk to him. Tapping his pencil against the table a moment, Arthur deliberated.
Arthur got up and walked over to Cobb.
Pairing: Arthur/Cobb
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Based on this prompt from the kink meme "Arthur's neck. Erogenous zone, licking, biting, collarbones, hollow at the base of the throat. BONUS if you can work in his tie, omg."
Authors Note: I promised a fill ages ago and I'm so sorry it took me so long. I could give lots of reasons and excuses but either way, here it is.
Arthur was trying to work. Cobb knew he was trying to work, so why did he insist on distracting him? He came by and leaned over his shoulder, asked unimportant questions about what he was doing while his breath just barely tickled the hairs on Arthur’s neck. Arthur barely managed to suppress the shudders, not wanting to encourage Cobb when he was trying. To. Work!
Then the feather light touches started and Arthur almost snapped the pencil he was writing with in half. “Okay, you gotta stop or I’m never getting this done.”
Cobb’s arms encircled him and he nuzzled at his jaw. “Stop what? This?” Cobb nuzzled his way to his ear before teasing his earlobe with sharp little nips that sent fire straight through Arthur with a gasp. “Or this?” Fingers came up to trace over Arthur’s throat, nails ran along his pulse point, perfect pressure.
“Jesus Christ, Dom.” Arthur moaned out and without any conscious thought he let his head tip to the side and gave Cobb better access to his throat. Cobb mmed his approval, lips and teeth created a path of saliva that, once blown on gently, caused Arthur to groan and arch against the chair but Cobb’s arm around him kept him in place. “God, please.”
“Please what?” Cobb hooked a finger into Arthur’s tie and started to undo it. He worked the collar of Arthur’s shirt open until he was able to nuzzle at a collarbone. “Thought you wanted me to stop.”
Arthur shook his head and he gasped again as Cobb took hold of his tie properly and slid it free of his shirt collar. “You sure?” Arthur nodded and Cobb tied the tie around his eyes, effectively blindfolding him.
“Arthur,” Cobb mumbled against his ear, his fingers ran down Arthur’s front and the younger man shuddered. “I want you to touch yourself.”
The moan that escaped Arthur sent shivers through Cobb’s body and he nibbled at his neck again as Arthur started to comply. Arthur slid his fingers down his own shirt to his pants. He was rewarded with another sharp nip to his throat and he gasped again.
Arthur groaned as he started to stroke himself. Cobb still had an arm around him so he couldn’t arch the way he wanted to, but he tried anyway because at the same time Cobb’s hand was on his body. He never knew where Cobb would touch next and that was more arousing that what he was doing to himself. Not to mention the constant attention to his neck…he felt like his body was on fire. Every part of him was hyper aware.
“This is one of the hottest things I’ve ever seen, Arthur.” Cobb breathed into his ear and he arched again, but Cobb’s arm around him remained. Arthur loved and hated being restrained. It triggered warning bells in his head, but that just added to the sensory overload he was experiencing.
“Sometimes undoing you is the only thing that keeps me going.” It was whispered so softly he had almost missed it and it took Arthur a second to realize what exactly Cobb had just said. Right then he hated the blindfold, wanted to see Cobb’s face, but when he opened his mouth to reply he was silenced by Cobb’s lips over his. The kiss was deep and claiming and Arthur returned it as best he could given his current position. Then Cobb’s hand joined his, dictated the pace of the stroking, and thinking ceased being a priority for Arthur.
He made sounds that would embarrass him if he had been in any other situation. Soft needy sounds that came dangerously close to whimpers. The whole time Cobb’s mouth was over his, sometimes just keeping their lips connected, sometimes kissing him deeply. When he knew he couldn’t take anymore he wanted to tell him but Cobb didn’t give him a chance to speak. Arthur gasped and shuddered and when his orgasm finally ripped through him he bit down hard on Cobb’s lower lip, the slight coppery tang of blood barely registered to his pleasure hazed mind.
The arm around him went away and a moment later his tie slid free from around his eyes and he blinked his eyes open. Arthur made himself presentable again and looked over to Cobb who had already moved away to busy himself with something else. It was as if nothing had happened. Arthur knew Cobb had let too much slip just then, said things he hadn’t intended and was now making a hasty retreat even as Arthur’s body still tingled.
Two options were available to Arthur just then. He could sit here and go back to work joining Cobb in the willful ignorance like he had so many times before or he could get up, walk over there and actually talk to him. Tapping his pencil against the table a moment, Arthur deliberated.
Arthur got up and walked over to Cobb.