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Mini Fill - Where there's a will...

[anonymous]

Martin wasn't the type of man to give up... even in the face of overwhelming adversity. Even when his own parents had told him he was too thick to be a pilot, even when the examining board failed him over and over and over, he'd stuck with it, knowing his own sheer will would get him, eventually what he wanted.

So how would this be any different? Sure, he had to change tacks just has he did for the exams, if one study technique didn't work he'd try another, but there'd be one that worked, you just had to be clever enough to find it. Where there's a will, there's a way.

Martin neatened his belt and adjusted himself under the hot pink skirt, he was already half-hard, and the only thing keeping him from fully erect was the worry that this wouldn't work. But he'd done some thinking about this one, and if Douglas had the hots for stewardesses and he wanted Douglas, then, well... Stewardess he would be, and a bloody hot one, too.

With that in mind he pulled his pink painted bottom lip between his teeth - Should he?  Quickly, before his nerve left him, he slipped the black, and fairly boring panties, down his fishnet clad legs, kicking them off his heels and raised the skirt to check the new look in the bathroom mirror; his cock visible against the mesh of the fishnet tights.

Smoothing the skirt he turned his attention to the little hat, sliding it to a jaunty little angle before sliding on his gloves and straightening the little wing-emblem on his chest.

He heard the of the newspaper rustle in the room outside in their shared room, thanks to Carolyn's mizerliness. It was now or never.

Martin took a deep breath had turned the handle to the bathroom door. Douglas was still in a chair reading through the day's paper, and still, Martin noticed happily, in his uniform.

"First Officer Richardson," Martin said, leaning on the door frame as seductively as he could manage.

"Jesus Christ, Martin!" Douglas blurted, dropping the paper. "What the?"

Martin didn't answer, instead swaggering over to Douglas the best he could without falling off the heels, and slid himself into his shocked first officer's lap.

"Martin?" Douglas asked again, a smile growing on his face. Instead of answering, Martin simply returned the smile before reaching for Douglas' hand and sliding it up his skirt.

And later, bent over the hotel room desk with his skirt pulled up, fishnets ripped for access and his first officer grasping eagerly at his hips, he'd be glad he hadn't given up.

Re: Mini Fill - Where there's a will...

[anonymous]

Well goodness.

Lucky old Douglas... :D

Re: Mini Fill - Where there's a will...

[sostrangechild]

*giggles madly and goes back to doing photoshop homework*

Re: Mini Fill - Where there's a will...

[afullmargin]

Oh my dear.

I don't normally read Martin/Douglas (not my cuppa) but mmm.

I like. Thank you for tickling my drag fetish. <3