SEKRIT CABAL PORN BATTLE (version 3.0)
THE SEKRIT CABAL PORN BATTLE HAS BEGUN.
How to Participate:
Pick a prompt, any prompt, from the list below - then write a porny ficlet answering said prompt. Post it in the comments to this post, and then enjoy yourself basking in praise. Remember, this is a porn battle, so each ficlet should have at least an R rating for sexuality.
( Posting Rules: )
How to Participate:
Pick a prompt, any prompt, from the list below - then write a porny ficlet answering said prompt. Post it in the comments to this post, and then enjoy yourself basking in praise. Remember, this is a porn battle, so each ficlet should have at least an R rating for sexuality.
( Posting Rules: )
A few days ago, she'd walked in on them fucking. Rhodey holding Tony down, delivering short and even strokes, practicing patience, his world renowned control. Tony's eyes were closed, his teeth bared, hands gripping at Jim's threadbare shirt like he'd been made to take the torture. Pepper could hear them talking in a language she won't ever be able to decipher, strained shorthand phrases gritted out in the moment.
Suddenly, they'd rolled into another position like quicksilver, Jim's hands melting into the cut of Tony's hips. Tony had simply let his whole body open, his head eased back. Pepper wished they could freeze that way, strained muscle and exerted skin, a work of art. Tony grasped Rhodey's ankles-- their bodies contorting in ways that should be gruesome-- and used the extra leverage to roll his hips up and down, Rhodey's whole length disappearing inside him. Rhodey holds him, makes sure to make the body atop him writhe with frustration, and wrings him dry.
Watching it, Pepper thinks of how selfish she must be, reveling in private moments between friends, partners, brothers in arms. They never fuck sweet and slow; they do it like it'll ease tension between them. They do it like it will restore them.
It makes her wonder if the reason why Tony always acts like a brat around Rhodey is simply because that he likes the retribution. It makes how the power structure would change if she joined in.
She walks into her office and finds Tony pressed against the wall, Rhodey sucking Tony's cock. Tony looks up at her, crooks a finger at her without saying a word.
"Look at him, Potts," He orders.
She darts her eyes to Rhodey's, watches the demand of his lips.
He continues, "We've been trying to impress you for weeks, now. You think we're this insatiable all the time?"
If Tony weren't thrusting into Rhodey's mouth, she'd actually believe him.
Tony makes a noise, keeps fucking his mouth. Rhodey eventually reaches for her leg, caressing tentatively at the calf as if asking for permission. She likes that, likes how he's still a gentleman even with his mouth full, lets him slip his hand under her skirt. It crawls up her thigh, teasing before meeting her panties. She moans as he cups her, the heel of his palm mashing into her clit. She watches as he brings Tony off without blinking an eye, backing away.
Rhodey whispers, his voice lilting. "Can I, Pepper?"
She can hear his hunger. She can't trust her voice, just nods and languishes into the wall as he slides closer to her, hands carefully peeling away her skirt until it's pooled around her heels. She spreads to make place for him, and gasps when she feels the outline of his lips press against her through silk.
Tony's far rougher, leaning in and pressing his lips to her own. She falls into the kiss easily as Rhodey shimmies her panties down her legs, letting her feel cool air before the warmth of his mouth. Tony presses her arms against the wall, hands at her wrists, just forceful enough to make her aware of how unromantic (how hot, something in her head supplies) this whole thing is. She falls into their touch after that, closes her eyes and thinks of how amazing it is to fall into this trap, food for a monster of synergy, two mouths eating at her like they want to get to the bottom.
She moans into Tony's mouth, squirms against Rhodey, hooking a leg over shoulder and hip in a sign of welcome, feeling her grip on control slipping away. Her vision whites out, muscles shaking both inside and out, three of Rhodey's fingers slipped into her and pressed into the place that makes her see stars as Tony's tongue licks at the back of her teeth. The feeling is illicit, addictive.
They spread her out against her own desk and explore, their communication sharing all her secrets, taking methodical turns at dragging her to the edge and letting her hang over it, one after the other. They open her up until they can take her at the same time, and she lets them, watches them devour her.
The sun shines into her office, and she's filled to the brim, the three of them rubbing against each other, fingers laced like chain at her waist. She wonders how the three of them look.
Their fingers meet at her clit. She screams as she comes.
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It is incredibly hot, and I can't believe I missed it earlier. I love Pepper's voice, and Tony is spot-on too.
I like the sudden turn of events, how it turns out to all have been a show for Pepper's benefit, when she was feeling all guilty for being a voyeur. There's something really tender about this fic, despite it's raunchiness. You really get across the vibe just how familiar they all are with each other. And Rhodey being a gentleman while his mouth is filled with Tony's cock is sweetly hysterical.
Wow, the detail of her whiting out and the description of how they keep bringing her to the edge and letting her hang over it? *fans self* And the last line is gorgeous. Oh yeah, and hot.
Great fic!
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