Words/Silence/Flesh: Good (Teaser, 3/?)
Title: Words/Silence/Flesh: Good (Teaser, 3/?)
Author: Barb (savageseraph) & Galadriel (caras_galadhon)
Fandom: LotRPS
Pairing: Bean/Viggo
Rating: NC-17
Archive: Not archivable at this time.
Feedback: Always appreciated.
Disclaimer: Absolutely did not happen. Full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.
Summary: Viggo has a little something fancy to show Sean.
Warning: Kink (and getting kinkier)
Notes: You do not have to have read W/S/F to read this. Not at all. While this is a teaser for things that happen way down the road, it's also primarily a PWP, born of a cracked conversation between the writers the other day. We discussed making it an AU, but decided it'd work within the storyline we have set out. Unlike the other parts of W/S/F, what follows does not have multiple first-person POVs, and is in fact very close to what both of us work with when writing in our individual characters' points of view: quick back-and-forthing, accompanied only by sensory cues. So there you go, a third-person objective PWP.
Words/Silence/Flesh: Good (Teaser)
By Galadriel & Barb
"When I was done with you you'd have to sleep on your goddamn stomach for a week." Sean 'mm's, bites his lip. "Might even have you lie still while I came on your back. Just as a reminder, you understand."
"Reminder?" Viggo shakes his head a little. "Reminder of what?"
Sean raises an eyebrow. "Your memory that bad that quickly? Tsk. Remind you of what it felt like, arse in the air, own shame in streaks on your cheeks."
Viggo shivers and tests Sean's hold on him as tries to pull free.
"Stay still," Sean growls. He digs the fingers of one hand into Viggo's hip. "Or do you have somewhere to go? Some prior engagement?" He laughs, short thrusts drawing soft groans from him.
Viggo bites down on his lip. "What...if...? What if I do?"
"Do you?"
"What if I say I do? That you're..." Viggo wets his lips. "...you're just the first stop of the evening?"
"I'd ask you how much they're paying you, and point out you rolled over for me for free." Sean releases Viggo's hip long enough to stroke his fingertips over Viggo's ass.
Viggo growls softly as he struggles in Sean's grasp. "Anyone can have a lapse in judgement now and then."
Sean chuckles. "Aww. Poor girl." He wraps his arm around Viggo's chest, pulls him up and closer to Sean's own body. As he strokes Viggo's cock he whispers in his ear, "Always ask for cash up front, princess."
Viggo moans as he tries to escape Sean's touch, and only ends up pressing back onto his cock.
Sean 'mm's as Viggo presses against him. He nips Viggo's earlobe.
Viggo whimpers at the nip, shifts slightly in Sean's grasp.
Sean skims his thumb over the head of Viggo's cock. He scrapes his teeth over Viggo's earlobe, presses his hips upward.
Viggo shudders as he makes a strangled cry. He barely notices his soft, barely audible, "Please."
Sean strains his ears to catch Viggo's words. He growls, deep in his throat, as he shifts, pulling Viggo closer as he thrusts upwards.
Viggo cries out as he starts to struggle.
"Shhh. S'alright." Sean makes a soft, pleased noise, rolls his hips as much as he's able. "S'nice, hmm?"
Viggo shivers and moans. "N-nice?"
"Mmhmm." Sean runs his fingers lightly over Viggo's upper chest as he shifts a little more, rocking gently against Viggo. "Feels good?"
"I... I..." Viggo gasps, tightens around Sean. "It's..." He lets his voice trail off.
Sean groans deeply. "Fuck. Do that again."
Viggo makes a soft sound as he presses back against Sean and tightens around him.
Sean shudders, hips rising. "God, yes. Just like that." He pinches one of Viggo's nipples between his thumb and forefinger.
Viggo moans at the pinch, his whole body tensing.
Sean dips his head, nibbles across Viggo's shoulder. He makes a series of pleased noises, still rocking against Viggo, muscles trembling lightly.
Viggo makes a sound somewhere between needy and frustrated as he moves restlessly against Sean.
"That's it. That's good." Sean murmurs approval. He moves his hand across Viggo's cock, sliding up and down the shaft at the same slow pace that he rocks his hips.
Viggo shakes his head as he whimpers, hips pressing into Sean's hand.
"Christ." Sean hisses, shivers. He whispers in Viggo's ear, "Feel how hard you make me?" He licks his lips, mumbles, "Tight and sweet."
Viggo groans as he tightens around Sean. He murmurs, "Tight and sweet."
Sean gasps. He shudders. "Mmhmm. Fucking nice, that. Could almost come just having you shivering in my lap."
"Almost?" Viggo swallows, shifts against Sean. "What else do you need from a sweet, tight, wet girl?"
Sean nuzzles Viggo's neck silently while he mulls that over. "Show me it's not such a chore. Think that'd do it." He releases Viggo's cock, brings it to his own mouth and wets the palm before regripping him.
Viggo tips his head to the side, moaning as Sean curls his fingers back around his cock. "Why...should I? What will I get out of it?"
Sean laughs unsteadily. "I'll believe you're a good girl. A nice girl." He shifts, drawing back a little before pressing more firmly into Viggo.
Viggo makes a strained cry. "Oh god, pl--" He cuts the last word off.
Sean moans. He murmurs in Viggo's ear, the tone one of prompting, not begging, "Please."
Viggo makes a soft sound, bites his lip, and shakes his head.
Sean shrugs a little. "S'alright. I don't need you to beg me." He runs his hand up Viggo's chest, the side of his neck, and tucks some stray hairs behind his ear. He 'mm's as he shifts his hips. "I'll get off sooner or later. You? Maybe later. When you're alone."
Viggo tenses, trembles. He shakes his head again, though without any real energy behind the motion.
Sean makes an amused noise. "No?" He scrapes his teeth over Viggo's shoulder. "Maybe when you move on to your... clients, you'll be able to fake it well enough that even you believe it. Get off that way. Sounds like fun." The last sentence has a distinctly sarcastic tinge to it.
Viggo makes an angry growl, struggles against Sean's hold on him. "Fucking bastard."
Author: Barb (savageseraph) & Galadriel (caras_galadhon)
Fandom: LotRPS
Pairing: Bean/Viggo
Rating: NC-17
Archive: Not archivable at this time.
Feedback: Always appreciated.
Disclaimer: Absolutely did not happen. Full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.
Summary: Viggo has a little something fancy to show Sean.
Warning: Kink (and getting kinkier)
Notes: You do not have to have read W/S/F to read this. Not at all. While this is a teaser for things that happen way down the road, it's also primarily a PWP, born of a cracked conversation between the writers the other day. We discussed making it an AU, but decided it'd work within the storyline we have set out. Unlike the other parts of W/S/F, what follows does not have multiple first-person POVs, and is in fact very close to what both of us work with when writing in our individual characters' points of view: quick back-and-forthing, accompanied only by sensory cues. So there you go, a third-person objective PWP.
Words/Silence/Flesh: Good (Teaser)
By Galadriel & Barb
"When I was done with you you'd have to sleep on your goddamn stomach for a week." Sean 'mm's, bites his lip. "Might even have you lie still while I came on your back. Just as a reminder, you understand."
"Reminder?" Viggo shakes his head a little. "Reminder of what?"
Sean raises an eyebrow. "Your memory that bad that quickly? Tsk. Remind you of what it felt like, arse in the air, own shame in streaks on your cheeks."
Viggo shivers and tests Sean's hold on him as tries to pull free.
"Stay still," Sean growls. He digs the fingers of one hand into Viggo's hip. "Or do you have somewhere to go? Some prior engagement?" He laughs, short thrusts drawing soft groans from him.
Viggo bites down on his lip. "What...if...? What if I do?"
"Do you?"
"What if I say I do? That you're..." Viggo wets his lips. "...you're just the first stop of the evening?"
"I'd ask you how much they're paying you, and point out you rolled over for me for free." Sean releases Viggo's hip long enough to stroke his fingertips over Viggo's ass.
Viggo growls softly as he struggles in Sean's grasp. "Anyone can have a lapse in judgement now and then."
Sean chuckles. "Aww. Poor girl." He wraps his arm around Viggo's chest, pulls him up and closer to Sean's own body. As he strokes Viggo's cock he whispers in his ear, "Always ask for cash up front, princess."
Viggo moans as he tries to escape Sean's touch, and only ends up pressing back onto his cock.
Sean 'mm's as Viggo presses against him. He nips Viggo's earlobe.
Viggo whimpers at the nip, shifts slightly in Sean's grasp.
Sean skims his thumb over the head of Viggo's cock. He scrapes his teeth over Viggo's earlobe, presses his hips upward.
Viggo shudders as he makes a strangled cry. He barely notices his soft, barely audible, "Please."
Sean strains his ears to catch Viggo's words. He growls, deep in his throat, as he shifts, pulling Viggo closer as he thrusts upwards.
Viggo cries out as he starts to struggle.
"Shhh. S'alright." Sean makes a soft, pleased noise, rolls his hips as much as he's able. "S'nice, hmm?"
Viggo shivers and moans. "N-nice?"
"Mmhmm." Sean runs his fingers lightly over Viggo's upper chest as he shifts a little more, rocking gently against Viggo. "Feels good?"
"I... I..." Viggo gasps, tightens around Sean. "It's..." He lets his voice trail off.
Sean groans deeply. "Fuck. Do that again."
Viggo makes a soft sound as he presses back against Sean and tightens around him.
Sean shudders, hips rising. "God, yes. Just like that." He pinches one of Viggo's nipples between his thumb and forefinger.
Viggo moans at the pinch, his whole body tensing.
Sean dips his head, nibbles across Viggo's shoulder. He makes a series of pleased noises, still rocking against Viggo, muscles trembling lightly.
Viggo makes a sound somewhere between needy and frustrated as he moves restlessly against Sean.
"That's it. That's good." Sean murmurs approval. He moves his hand across Viggo's cock, sliding up and down the shaft at the same slow pace that he rocks his hips.
Viggo shakes his head as he whimpers, hips pressing into Sean's hand.
"Christ." Sean hisses, shivers. He whispers in Viggo's ear, "Feel how hard you make me?" He licks his lips, mumbles, "Tight and sweet."
Viggo groans as he tightens around Sean. He murmurs, "Tight and sweet."
Sean gasps. He shudders. "Mmhmm. Fucking nice, that. Could almost come just having you shivering in my lap."
"Almost?" Viggo swallows, shifts against Sean. "What else do you need from a sweet, tight, wet girl?"
Sean nuzzles Viggo's neck silently while he mulls that over. "Show me it's not such a chore. Think that'd do it." He releases Viggo's cock, brings it to his own mouth and wets the palm before regripping him.
Viggo tips his head to the side, moaning as Sean curls his fingers back around his cock. "Why...should I? What will I get out of it?"
Sean laughs unsteadily. "I'll believe you're a good girl. A nice girl." He shifts, drawing back a little before pressing more firmly into Viggo.
Viggo makes a strained cry. "Oh god, pl--" He cuts the last word off.
Sean moans. He murmurs in Viggo's ear, the tone one of prompting, not begging, "Please."
Viggo makes a soft sound, bites his lip, and shakes his head.
Sean shrugs a little. "S'alright. I don't need you to beg me." He runs his hand up Viggo's chest, the side of his neck, and tucks some stray hairs behind his ear. He 'mm's as he shifts his hips. "I'll get off sooner or later. You? Maybe later. When you're alone."
Viggo tenses, trembles. He shakes his head again, though without any real energy behind the motion.
Sean makes an amused noise. "No?" He scrapes his teeth over Viggo's shoulder. "Maybe when you move on to your... clients, you'll be able to fake it well enough that even you believe it. Get off that way. Sounds like fun." The last sentence has a distinctly sarcastic tinge to it.
Viggo makes an angry growl, struggles against Sean's hold on him. "Fucking bastard."