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The A-Team Kink Meme
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Last Thursday I went to see this new movie called The A-Team. I fell in love with it and the characters, but lo and behold when I arrived to livejournal to look for fandom and fic, there was none! What a dilemma. After seeing several secrets on Fandomsecrets of other fans not ( Read more... )
Okay, so hopefully this can get off the ground. Let's hit it.
Last Thursday I went to see this new movie called The A-Team. I fell in love with it and the characters, but lo and behold when I arrived to livejournal to look for fandom and fic, there was none! What a dilemma. After seeing several secrets on Fandomsecrets of other fans not ( Read more... )
“Oh it’s so your ass.” Pressing, open mouthed kisses and Hannibal’s statement was grunted out as he squeezed, jerking Face’s pelvis harshly into his own. Face groaned helplessly, his own hands clenching and tightening in Hannibal’s hair, chasing his lips as Hannibal drew back to kiss at each of his eyes.
“It’s those pretty blues of yours…” He nuzzled down, holding Face’s head still with his other hand and traced the edge of one cheekbone over and around to the curve of an ear with the tip of his tongue, “It’s your lovely, lovely face.”
Face gasped a breathy, “Hannibal!” And his hands fell to curl loosely over Hannibal’s shoulders. Undeterred, Hannibal titled Face’s head sidewise, nipping and licking his way down from ear to throat, breathing against where shoulder met neck and biting hard.
Face whimpered and flexed his hips against where he was still pressed to Hannibal, both hard and aching and even that small friction was almost enough and still not even close to any of what they needed. Hannibal soothed his bit mark, nibbling and licking and making sure his mark would last. His. “It’s your neck, defiantly your neck.”
Trailing his lips back to Face’s, Hannibal stole another kiss, fusing his mouth onto Face’s and thrusting his tongue into his mouth, licking at Face’s own and rubbing along the back of his teeth, flicking against the roof of his mouth and humming against the tight seal of lips and lips. Gasping, Hannibal tore his mouth away and to the right, mumbling against the corner of Face’s mouth, “Have I mentioned your mouth? Because it’s your mouth.”
“Repetitions are good, I like repetitions.” Face arched into Hannibal again and Hannibal growled, grabbing at Face’s hips with both hands and assisting the thrusting motion, grinding his own hips up in rhythm.
“It’s everything, Face, not just your fucking absolutely beautiful body,” Hannibal snarled into Face’s neck brokenly, licking and panting as his hands slipped under Face’s shirt to grab at flesh and his hands slipped in sweat but he hardly noticed because there was skin and damn it they were going to make a mess of their pants but right now Hannibal hardly could care, “It’s all of you-your mind, your heart, your loyalty-”
“God, yes.” Face groaned his agreement and slipped his hands down and up Hannibal’s shirt, blunt nails digging into shoulder blades and forcing their bodies even closer together. One more thrust, another, and the hands clenched enough to dig red half-moons and Face was coming and coming hard and Hannibal held on long enough to admire the face he made before he followed down and his own hands dug bruises onto Face’s hips.
Panting, Face slowly disentangled his body from Hannibal’s, smiling shakily, “Remind me to always come crying to you. Geeze.”
Hannibal smirked and stole a light, closed mouth kiss, “Anytime you need a reminder of why she was an idiot to leave you, feel free to let me know.”
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Love. :) Written so well and so hot.
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Loved, loved this!
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