I have no shame!
Title: Cleo’s Very First Pr0n!!!
Rating: NC-17
Universe: Merlin RPS
Characters: Bradley/Colin
A/N: As the title suggests, this was my very first attempt at writing anything truly smutty, as well as my first RPS (OMG, what has this fandom done to me?!). It was actually an attempt to entertain cinnatart on Twitter - squishing smex into just a couple of tweets of 140 characters or less is apparently not my forte, as you can clearly see from the length… *grins*
Disclaimer: This is 100% fiction, sadly has nothing at all to do with the actual Colin Morgan or Bradley James, and is not intended to cause offence.
The Very Short (Bottoming from the Top) Version
Colin loved the way Bradley's breath always stuttered when he circled his hips slowly to the left and sucked hard on his right earlobe... but loved it best when pulling on his nipple piercing at the same time halted Bradley's breathing entirely as he came hard.
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The Slightly Longer (Rimming) Version
Bradley traced his fingers excruciatingly slowly around Colin's rim, until threats & praise were being issued in equal measure, before sinking two lubed fingers at once into Colin's clinging heat.
"Ah, fuck, Bradley!" Colin grunted. He readjusted the almost bruising grip of his left hand at Colin’s hip, and stroked soothingly with his thumb along the deliciously soft skin there.
"If you can still talk, I must be doing this wrong," smirked Bradley, nosing along the back of Colin's ear & inhaling the smell of his sweat.
Bradley scissored his fingers inside slowly, enjoying the way Colin's muscles fought him, and how Colin couldn't help clenching in reaction every few seconds. He waited until Colin was helplessly whimpering as he writhed backwards onto Bradley's fingers, before thrusting a third finger in and reaching for his prostate with perfect aim as he bit gently on the shell of Colin's left ear.
"Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuck," Colin moaned.
Bradley proceeded to move with biting, sucking kisses from Colin's ear to the nape of his neck, and from there down his spine while continuing to finger-fuck him slowly, rotating his hand occasionally to heighten the sensation. When Bradley’s mouth reached the small of Colin's back he settled in to sucking the sensitive skin and bringing blood to the surface until he had produced a lividly purple mark and an incoherently groaning Colin. Bradley grinned triumphantly against Colin's salty skin, which radiated scorching heat against his lips, before tracing the circumference of the love bite with his tongue, then licking downwards as one broad hand squeezed and spread Colin's firm arsecheeks, even as the other remained inside him. Above him, Colin whimpered like a dying thing, before hoarsely pleading, "Bradley. Bradley, please."
“Something you need, Colin?” Bradley murmured against the musky skin before him, continuing to smile, though the urgency was beginning to transfer through Colin’s shivering pleas to his own body, as his cock throbbed in sympathy with each spasm of the tight grip around his fingers.
“B-bastard,” Colin whined, shoving himself backwards into Bradley’s massaging grip. Bradley used the momentum of Colin’s desperation to spread him open further, but continued to prolong the tease by nibbling in an arc along Colin’s left buttock and sucking a second mark into the skin there.
The man above him began to curse, “I fucking swear, James, if you don’t…aaah!” but trailed off into a high-pitched squeak as Bradley finally moved over and traced his tongue gently around where his fingers were embedded and continuing to move rhythmically.
Bradley could taste the cherry-flavoured lube coating his fingers, along with the musky tang of Colin’s skin, as he stroked his tongue firmly around Colin’s hole once before daubing teasingly at random sections of skin, preventing Colin from knowing where he would lick next. He rapidly reduced Colin to panting breaths, incoherent exclamations and near-constant shudders of pleasure as he alternated tickles with pressure, pointed swirling motions with full-tongue strokes.
Saliva was soon dripping down Colin’s skin and Bradley was frustrated with being unable to detect his distinctive flavour any longer. He swiftly removed his fingers from inside and moved his hand to spread Colin’s cheeks as far apart as possible before firming his tongue and spearing it repeatedly into the depths of the sodden hole in front of him. He could taste him again in the smooth texture of muscled walls and rippling movements, as Colin’s moans increased in volume and he shamelessly shoved back again into Bradley’s face. Bradley groaned as he felt those walls convulse under his mouth and reached between Colin’s legs, rolling his balls gently in a sweaty palm before stretching further to grip Colin’s pulsing shaft and using thumb and forefinger to jack him off in time with the thrusts of his tongue.
He felt the moment that Colin started to tip as his hole contracted firmly and then repeatedly around his tongue, Colin’s cries became louder still and the cock in his hand pulsed wetly. Bradley waited until the strongest contractions were over before abruptly kneeling up and clasping himself firmly, still holding Colin open with his other hand. Three swift pulls of his cock and he was coming copiously and messily all over Colin’s lower back and arse, watching it drip down his crack and over his reddened, puffy hole, which continued to flutter in reaction. “We have got to do that again,” Bradley stated breathlessly.