Closet Persuasion Kevin/Lance for ephemera_pop s@ fic_request
Request "My week off from the real world included a short visit to Edinburgh. Thus I find myself in need of sparklymen in kilts. Clearly. And we have photographic evidence that Lance looks *fine* in said kilt* - and that I am not remotely wedded to the traditional formalwear version of the outfit - so Lance and the man or men of your choice, please :D Thank you."
Requested by ephemera_pop @ fic_requests
Title: Closet Persuasion
Author: David/blueboxers
Pairing: Kevin/Lance
Rate: R
Beta: moonsparkletear
"Come on, Lance. It'll be... liberating." Kevin roughly pushed Lance's naked back against the mirrored wall of the walk-in closet. Lance had been bored and Kevin volunteered to cheer the blonde up. His idea of a fun time was a little different from Lance's.
"It's a skirt!" Lance blushed as Kevin's green eyes bore into his. He felt like a child standing in his closet wearing only a towel while Kevin was dressed in a t-shirt and jeans. Kevin was one of the few ex-boyfriends he still respected and hooked up with.
"Kilt." Kevin tried not to feel insulted. He pressed Lance against the mirror with his chest. He leaned into Lance's ear and whispered, "You'll have fun. I promise."
Lance whimpered as Kevin sucked on his neck. His moist and sexually heated skin started to steam the cool mirror. He wondered if he still smelled or tasted like Justin from their early morning romp.
Kevin's hands roamed over Lance's chest, pinching nipples and lightly teasing the pale expanses. He kissed hard to swallow Lance's moans, before moving down and sucking on the blonde's Adam's apple. He tried to hold it still with suction as it bobbed up and down.
Kevin loosened the towel as he kissed his way down Lance's body, making sure to suck on each nipple before licking in the crevice of the abs. Kevin dropped the towel as he licked and kissed the belly button.
Lance's dick stood hard and in need of attention. He moaned as he was enveloped by Kevin's warm wet mouth. The blowjob didn't last long enough for him. Kevin's head bobbed up and down his dick and that tongue... well, Lance came hard and fast. He was so lost in the orgasm he didn't fight as Kevin wrapped something around Lance's waist.
Kevin's backed away, as Lance recovered, stood up and quickly stripped down. Kevin smirked as Lance looked down, rolled his head back and then rolled his eyes as he saw Kevin hadn't wrapped his towel back on. He adjusted the blue kilt and spat out, "You are such a control freak."
Lance looked at Kevin and laughed as he saw Kevin wearing only a black kilt and a smile. He didn't get too many laughs out before Kevin turned him around to face the mirror and lock their green eyes in the reflection of the mirror. Kevin leaned in and whispered into his ear, "And the best part is wearing them traditionally... so you can fuck without any underwear getting in the way."
Kevin quickly flipped open the front of his kilt and the back of Lance's and plunged right in.
Also here: http://community.livejournal.com/fic_requests/168458.html
Requested by ephemera_pop @ fic_requests
Title: Closet Persuasion
Author: David/blueboxers
Pairing: Kevin/Lance
Rate: R
Beta: moonsparkletear
"Come on, Lance. It'll be... liberating." Kevin roughly pushed Lance's naked back against the mirrored wall of the walk-in closet. Lance had been bored and Kevin volunteered to cheer the blonde up. His idea of a fun time was a little different from Lance's.
"It's a skirt!" Lance blushed as Kevin's green eyes bore into his. He felt like a child standing in his closet wearing only a towel while Kevin was dressed in a t-shirt and jeans. Kevin was one of the few ex-boyfriends he still respected and hooked up with.
"Kilt." Kevin tried not to feel insulted. He pressed Lance against the mirror with his chest. He leaned into Lance's ear and whispered, "You'll have fun. I promise."
Lance whimpered as Kevin sucked on his neck. His moist and sexually heated skin started to steam the cool mirror. He wondered if he still smelled or tasted like Justin from their early morning romp.
Kevin's hands roamed over Lance's chest, pinching nipples and lightly teasing the pale expanses. He kissed hard to swallow Lance's moans, before moving down and sucking on the blonde's Adam's apple. He tried to hold it still with suction as it bobbed up and down.
Kevin loosened the towel as he kissed his way down Lance's body, making sure to suck on each nipple before licking in the crevice of the abs. Kevin dropped the towel as he licked and kissed the belly button.
Lance's dick stood hard and in need of attention. He moaned as he was enveloped by Kevin's warm wet mouth. The blowjob didn't last long enough for him. Kevin's head bobbed up and down his dick and that tongue... well, Lance came hard and fast. He was so lost in the orgasm he didn't fight as Kevin wrapped something around Lance's waist.
Kevin's backed away, as Lance recovered, stood up and quickly stripped down. Kevin smirked as Lance looked down, rolled his head back and then rolled his eyes as he saw Kevin hadn't wrapped his towel back on. He adjusted the blue kilt and spat out, "You are such a control freak."
Lance looked at Kevin and laughed as he saw Kevin wearing only a black kilt and a smile. He didn't get too many laughs out before Kevin turned him around to face the mirror and lock their green eyes in the reflection of the mirror. Kevin leaned in and whispered into his ear, "And the best part is wearing them traditionally... so you can fuck without any underwear getting in the way."
Kevin quickly flipped open the front of his kilt and the back of Lance's and plunged right in.
Also here: http://community.livejournal.com/fic_requests/168458.html