Inception Kink Fest
Welcome to the Inception fandom Kink Fest!
This fandom puts out some seriously amazing fic on a regular basis, but I am of the opinion that there should always always ALWAYS be more kinky porn. You guys, our fandom has guns and bondage and daddy issues and dream forgery. I say it's time to bring on the kink, yes?
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This fandom puts out some seriously amazing fic on a regular basis, but I am of the opinion that there should always always ALWAYS be more kinky porn. You guys, our fandom has guns and bondage and daddy issues and dream forgery. I say it's time to bring on the kink, yes?
♥ Inception Kink Fest ♥You can ( Read more... )
“What else are you going to do? Be sixteen for the rest of your life?” He took another step toward the bed, heart thundering in his chest at the way Arthur’s eyes immediately darkened and his lips parted.
“I’ll figure something out.”
“Of course you will.”
“I’m not actually a virgin, Eames, and we’re not fucking.”
“You actually are, darling, and would it make you feel better if I made love to you, instead?”
Arthur’s blush grew even brighter. “Shut up, oh my god, what’s wrong with you?”
“Tell me how it was for real,” Eames replied, ignoring Arthur’s question. He was close enough to the bed that his knees now caged in Arthur’s legs. It would take nothing at all to simply lean forward and knock Arthur back against the mattress.
“I’m not telling you about my first time.” Arthur’s voice had gone breathless, shaky on the last few words. His eyes kept dipping down to Eames’ cock straining against the fly of his trousers.
“If you tell me, maybe we can recreated that moment. Unless it was bloody awful, then never mind.”
“I don’t--I...” Arthur licked his mouth twice, looking dazed and terrified and unbearably turned on. A wet spot was already spreading across the front of his shorts, and Eames hadn’t even touched him. “It was after a track meet. Me and this friend of mine, Gabe, we got drunk under the bleachers and then, um.”
“Yes?” Eames reached down, skimmed his thumb over Arthur’s cheek and traced the warm curve of his slick lower lip. Arthur shivered. “Go on.”
“We, uh, got each other naked and then fucked. Not, like, in the ass, just--just rubbed off on each other until we, we came.” The last few words left Arthur’s lungs in a rush of air, his eyes fluttering closed as Eames pressed his thumb against Arthur’s lip and pulled down a little.
“Did you like it?” Eames asks.
Arthur’s mouth parted slightly and he chased after Eames’ thumb when Eames pulled away. His hands clenched into the comforter at his sides, as if he had no idea what to do with them. “Yeah,” he breathed. “I loved it. We did it again before we left, and once more in the locker rooms. I couldn’t--fuck, I couldn’t get enough of him.”
Now it was Eames’ turn to shiver. He could see it all: Arthur and some faceless kid groping each other in the dark, frantic and breathless, coming all over each other only to get hard again in no time at all.
“Were you as nervous as you are now?” He tipped Arthur’s chin up, taking in all his flushed skin and blown pupils. Arthur’s hips jerk against the bed, and god, Eames wants to devour him.
Arthur swallowed, and then whispered, “Yes,” in the neediest voice Eames had ever heard.
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Also, Yusuf is such a slasher.
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