Skirt Chaser 1/1 (Bon Jovi, Def Leppard)
Title: Skirt Chaser
Genre: Slash
Bands: Bon Jovi, Def Leppard
Main Characters: Tico Torres, Rick Savage
Adult Content: Yes
Words: 2090
Chapter: 1/1
Summary: Dressing up can be fun for adults, too.
Teaser: "Good?" Sav asked, and his voice was a low purr that slithered straight to Tico's groin. Kid was good at this, new or not.
Note: This is really just some self-indulgent porn that I know a few of you might like, heh. For the record, I wrote this with modern-Tico and 1981-Sav in mind. Crossdressing babySav for the win.
Tico leaned back on his elbows and groaned at the display in front of him.
Sav stood before him, lined eyes looking just a little apprehensive under curly bangs, the only sign he wasn't an old pro at this. Dark red lips just slightly open, head tilted a little to expose the smooth skin of his pretty neck, white shirt open down to his bellybutton, where it was loosely tied. All that pale skin just begging to be nibbled and sucked on...mm.
He wore a black leather skirt, tight and so short Tico could catch a flash of red panties underneath when he moved. Tico took some kind of perverse pleasure - more perverse than the rest - at knowing from his thighs down to the tops of his knee-high boots, his legs would be smooth.
"Good?" Sav asked, and his voice was a low purr that slithered straight to Tico's groin. Kid was good at this, new or not.
Tico just growled and pushed himself off the bed, stalking over and pushing Sav against the wall. "Excellent," he said, before claiming Sav's painted lips in a crushing kiss.
Sav gasped and arched against him, squirming as Tico worked his leg in between Sav's. Tico growled as Sav moaned and thrust his hips against the muscled thigh - he was so young, so new at this, and so fucking responsive Tico could hardly stand it.
Sav fumbled with the hem of Tico's shirt, trying to get it over his head without breaking the kiss until the last possible minute, Tico snickering at Sav's little whine when he pulled away. The laugh was swallowed by Sav tugging him close and kissing him again, his kiss as needy and insistent as the thrusts of his cock against Tico's leg.
Silently praising the man for wearing a shirt that provided easy access to those pert, sensitive nipples, Tico let his hands slide up Sav's sides and over to push the shirt aside, rough fingers finding stiff buds and teasing them until there was no space between the desperate noises slipping from the back of his throat only to be muffled by the intensity of their kiss.
Sav's legs were locked around Tico's, the hard heat of the cock Tico knew would be heavy and dripping in his panties sending sparks racing through Tico. Sav's head thudded back against the wall when Tico broke their heated kiss, face twisted in pleasure as he mewled and arched.
He was grinding his hips now, squirming and twisting as Tico pinched and twisted his nipples, staying barely on this side of the barrier between pain and pleasure. Sav was close, Tico could tell, the motion of his hips jerkier and more insistent, body glistening with sweat as he gasped for breath.
"You're close, aren't you," he growled, leaning in to nip and suck at that tantalizing neck. "Gonna let go any minute for me?"
He gave one nipple a particularly hard pinch, grinning when Sav yipped and his hips bucked. "Oh God, yeah - gonna - oh, please, Tico."
Tico just growled again and slid his hands down to rest on leather-clad hips, shifting to lessen the pressure of his leg against Sav's cock. "Not yet."
Sav whined and tried to thrust his hips forward, groaning when Tico's hands kept him pinned against the wall. "Please."
"Mmm," Tico said, licking along Sav's neck. "I love when you beg, baby, you know that? Sound so good. What do you want?"
"Come, want - let me come, Tico, please."
Tico shook his head and slipped one hand over, letting his fingers brush over Sav's achingly hard cock as he pushed the skirt up to reveal silky red panties barely covering him. "What do you want?"
Sav mewled, hips twitching against the pressure of Tico's hand. "I told you."
Tico growled, running his hand along the bulge in the obscenely stretched panties. "What. Do. You. Want, slut?"
"Want - fuck, Tico." Sav screwed his eyes shut, arching and squirming as he tried to form coherent sentences. "Fuck me, Tico, please. Let me - fuck - let me suck your cock, taste you, get you ready to fuck me. Need you, need you to fill me so good - fuck, please, Tico."
Tico didn't make an effort to suppress the shudder that ran through him at Sav's wanton, shameless begging, the words all the more appealing from those lips coated with lipstick smeared from intense kisses. He squeezed the hard cock in his hand, reveling in the feel of smooth silk over heated flesh, sliding his hand up to run over the wet spot. "Mm, good boy."
Sav whimpered and squirmed, for once twisting away from the rough pressure on his cock. "Tico - oh God, stop, please."
"Why, baby? Doesn't it feel good?" Tico dipped his head and ran his tongue over a stiff nipple, sliding his hand up only to slide it in under the panties and take Sav's throbbing cock firmly in hand.
"Yes! Oh God, yes, it - gonna come, Tico, gonna - please."
"I said not yet," he punctuated the last word with a growl and a nip of Sav's tortured nipple, cock rock hard in his jeans from the reactions he was forcing out of his little toy. He worked the panties down enough for Sav's dripping cock to spring free, wrapping his hand around the shaft and jerking it roughly.
Sav was nearly sobbing, arching and twisting as he tried to fight the rising tide, gritting his teeth so hard the tendons in his neck stood out as he desperately forced back the urge to come.
"Please! Please oh God please Tico, please."
Sexiest fucking word in the English language, that. Particularly from the red-stained lips of a shameless slut in a tight skirt, desperate for something only Tico could give him. For something Tico wouldn't give him, not yet, he thought, as he let go of Sav's slick cock.
The desperate whine almost made him lose it in his jeans, truth be told. But he forced it down and stepped back, slowly eyeing Sav over as he popped the buttons on his jeans. "Well?"
Sav, still trying to catch his breath, sank to his knees - just a little wobbly in those heels, motherfucking Hell - and crawled the short distance to where Tico stood. Tico watched him, combing his fingers through the tousled curls, groaning when Sav tugged his jeans down and his cock sprang free, shiny with precome.
Sav's lips were soft, so fucking soft, Tico's eyes fixated on the red stain as he pressed soft kisses to the head, each one sending bolts of heat through Tico as he tangled his fingers in that curly hair. He was a good learner, this one, he'd figured out exactly how Tico liked it and fuck he was good.
Soft kisses, just a little suction applied, all over the head, letting the precome slick his pouty lips. He knew Tico's reactions, knew when he started grumbling and those thick fingers tightened in his hair to step up the teasing, flicker his tongue against the heated flesh as he kissed and sucked his way over the head and along the shaft. He didn't have to read Tico to know when it was time to stop teasing, because Tico was demanding and would use his grip on Sav's hair to guide him up so he could force the head of his cock inside between Sav's kiss-swollen precome-moistened lips.
Not that it required much force.
"Fuck," Tico groaned, back arching as the slick heat of Sav's mouth engulfed the head of his cock. He was so fucking eager to please, his heated moans as he bobbed his head rattling up Tico's spine and tightening his fingers. "That's good, baby, that's - fuck - so good."
Sav just looked up at him, pulling up to wiggle his tongue against the tip before greedily sucking it back in, sliding down until - ohmotherfuckyeah, until he'd taken it all in.
Heat coursed through Tico, the heat of Sav's sucking mouth mingling with the burn in his veins and the fire in his stomach until he could barely see, fingers tangled so tightly in Sav's hair it had to be painful.
"You suck such a good - fuck - cock, baby, such a good little cocksucker. Look so pretty with my cock in your mouth, slut."
Sav just whimpered and sucked harder, swallowing around the head. Tico bit his lip, hips thrusting forward of their own volition as he coaxed Sav off his cock. As much as he'd love to come in that pretty mouth - or, better yet, on that pretty face - Sav had asked nicely.
He tugged once on Sav's hair to coax him to stand up, letting go as Sav rose. His hair was wild, lipstick smudged, shirt askew and the skirt and panties were still maneuvered around to reveal his glistening cock. Fucking gorgeous.
Tico went to his knees and slid the panties down, Sav lifting his legs to let Tico slip them over his boots. He cried out when Tico licked a slow path along his cock, the eroticism of sucking Tico off having done nothing to ease the ache and desperation.
"On your back, slut," he growled, Sav quickly complying. Tico grinned and kicked his jeans off, striding over to the bed. "Mmm, you look so good like this," he said, the usual growl more of a low rumble as he lifted one of Sav's legs and slowly unzipping the boot, sliding it off his leg and dropping it on the floor between doing the same with the next.
Sav spread his legs, watching Tico slide on the bed, even something as simple as the heat of his body as he leaned over to get the lube torture with his body so on edge.
Tico, as much as he loved the reactions he got teasing Sav, knew when he'd pushed him close to the limit, and knew when it was time to just cut it out and get the fuck to it.
Okay, and the way Sav gasped and arched when Tico started with two fingers instead of one was absolutely fucking incredible. His breath caught in his throat as he arched and twisted, hips grinding against Tico's fingers as his hands tangled in the sheets.
Tico fucked him roughly, just as needy as Sav - although not quite so pretty about it. Sav was, once again, almost sobbing, hips jerking with Tico's fingers, cock so hard it rubbed against the skirt pushed up over his hips.
"Please Tico oh God please Tico need you so bad, please - "
The words poured out in a steady stream from those lips, requests far too tantalizing to deny. Tico slipped his fingers out, snickering a little at the whine as he slicked up. Sav shifted, spread his legs a little more, and fuck but Tico could come just from looking at him.
Of course, that wouldn't be as good as coming inside him, Tico reminded himself, as he eased the head in slowly. Sav mewled, clenching reflexively, the heat and tightness making Tico go temporarily blind. Enough of the fucking teasing - Tico needed to fuck the Hell out of Sav and he needed it now.
Sav responded as well to getting fucked as he did to everything else Tico did to that slender body - nails digging half-moons into Tico's shoulders, legs wrapped tightly around his waist, hips rocking to meet Tico's almost violent thrusts as ever move tore a moan or yelp or squeal from his throat.
Tico wrapped his hand around Sav's cock, the resulting wail and the way he clenched almost painfully tight sending fire racing up his spine. Sav's voice was a steady keen as he tried to buck up into Tico's hand and down against his cock at the same time. Tico squeezed his hand and growled, and Sav screamed, back arching so hard Tico thought it might snap in half as he came, the pull of his muscles forcing Tico's own mind-shattering orgasm from him.
The best time to gauge exactly how intensely sex had affected Sav was right after Tico pulled out and rolled over - if he had the energy to head for the shower, Tico knew he could do better.
Sav rolled over and curled against him, shifting until they were sufficiently tangled together, making a satisfied noise as he cuddled down.
"Good?"
"Mm," Sav giggled. "I think I'm gonna hafta dress up for you more often."
Genre: Slash
Bands: Bon Jovi, Def Leppard
Main Characters: Tico Torres, Rick Savage
Adult Content: Yes
Words: 2090
Chapter: 1/1
Summary: Dressing up can be fun for adults, too.
Teaser: "Good?" Sav asked, and his voice was a low purr that slithered straight to Tico's groin. Kid was good at this, new or not.
Note: This is really just some self-indulgent porn that I know a few of you might like, heh. For the record, I wrote this with modern-Tico and 1981-Sav in mind. Crossdressing babySav for the win.
Tico leaned back on his elbows and groaned at the display in front of him.
Sav stood before him, lined eyes looking just a little apprehensive under curly bangs, the only sign he wasn't an old pro at this. Dark red lips just slightly open, head tilted a little to expose the smooth skin of his pretty neck, white shirt open down to his bellybutton, where it was loosely tied. All that pale skin just begging to be nibbled and sucked on...mm.
He wore a black leather skirt, tight and so short Tico could catch a flash of red panties underneath when he moved. Tico took some kind of perverse pleasure - more perverse than the rest - at knowing from his thighs down to the tops of his knee-high boots, his legs would be smooth.
"Good?" Sav asked, and his voice was a low purr that slithered straight to Tico's groin. Kid was good at this, new or not.
Tico just growled and pushed himself off the bed, stalking over and pushing Sav against the wall. "Excellent," he said, before claiming Sav's painted lips in a crushing kiss.
Sav gasped and arched against him, squirming as Tico worked his leg in between Sav's. Tico growled as Sav moaned and thrust his hips against the muscled thigh - he was so young, so new at this, and so fucking responsive Tico could hardly stand it.
Sav fumbled with the hem of Tico's shirt, trying to get it over his head without breaking the kiss until the last possible minute, Tico snickering at Sav's little whine when he pulled away. The laugh was swallowed by Sav tugging him close and kissing him again, his kiss as needy and insistent as the thrusts of his cock against Tico's leg.
Silently praising the man for wearing a shirt that provided easy access to those pert, sensitive nipples, Tico let his hands slide up Sav's sides and over to push the shirt aside, rough fingers finding stiff buds and teasing them until there was no space between the desperate noises slipping from the back of his throat only to be muffled by the intensity of their kiss.
Sav's legs were locked around Tico's, the hard heat of the cock Tico knew would be heavy and dripping in his panties sending sparks racing through Tico. Sav's head thudded back against the wall when Tico broke their heated kiss, face twisted in pleasure as he mewled and arched.
He was grinding his hips now, squirming and twisting as Tico pinched and twisted his nipples, staying barely on this side of the barrier between pain and pleasure. Sav was close, Tico could tell, the motion of his hips jerkier and more insistent, body glistening with sweat as he gasped for breath.
"You're close, aren't you," he growled, leaning in to nip and suck at that tantalizing neck. "Gonna let go any minute for me?"
He gave one nipple a particularly hard pinch, grinning when Sav yipped and his hips bucked. "Oh God, yeah - gonna - oh, please, Tico."
Tico just growled again and slid his hands down to rest on leather-clad hips, shifting to lessen the pressure of his leg against Sav's cock. "Not yet."
Sav whined and tried to thrust his hips forward, groaning when Tico's hands kept him pinned against the wall. "Please."
"Mmm," Tico said, licking along Sav's neck. "I love when you beg, baby, you know that? Sound so good. What do you want?"
"Come, want - let me come, Tico, please."
Tico shook his head and slipped one hand over, letting his fingers brush over Sav's achingly hard cock as he pushed the skirt up to reveal silky red panties barely covering him. "What do you want?"
Sav mewled, hips twitching against the pressure of Tico's hand. "I told you."
Tico growled, running his hand along the bulge in the obscenely stretched panties. "What. Do. You. Want, slut?"
"Want - fuck, Tico." Sav screwed his eyes shut, arching and squirming as he tried to form coherent sentences. "Fuck me, Tico, please. Let me - fuck - let me suck your cock, taste you, get you ready to fuck me. Need you, need you to fill me so good - fuck, please, Tico."
Tico didn't make an effort to suppress the shudder that ran through him at Sav's wanton, shameless begging, the words all the more appealing from those lips coated with lipstick smeared from intense kisses. He squeezed the hard cock in his hand, reveling in the feel of smooth silk over heated flesh, sliding his hand up to run over the wet spot. "Mm, good boy."
Sav whimpered and squirmed, for once twisting away from the rough pressure on his cock. "Tico - oh God, stop, please."
"Why, baby? Doesn't it feel good?" Tico dipped his head and ran his tongue over a stiff nipple, sliding his hand up only to slide it in under the panties and take Sav's throbbing cock firmly in hand.
"Yes! Oh God, yes, it - gonna come, Tico, gonna - please."
"I said not yet," he punctuated the last word with a growl and a nip of Sav's tortured nipple, cock rock hard in his jeans from the reactions he was forcing out of his little toy. He worked the panties down enough for Sav's dripping cock to spring free, wrapping his hand around the shaft and jerking it roughly.
Sav was nearly sobbing, arching and twisting as he tried to fight the rising tide, gritting his teeth so hard the tendons in his neck stood out as he desperately forced back the urge to come.
"Please! Please oh God please Tico, please."
Sexiest fucking word in the English language, that. Particularly from the red-stained lips of a shameless slut in a tight skirt, desperate for something only Tico could give him. For something Tico wouldn't give him, not yet, he thought, as he let go of Sav's slick cock.
The desperate whine almost made him lose it in his jeans, truth be told. But he forced it down and stepped back, slowly eyeing Sav over as he popped the buttons on his jeans. "Well?"
Sav, still trying to catch his breath, sank to his knees - just a little wobbly in those heels, motherfucking Hell - and crawled the short distance to where Tico stood. Tico watched him, combing his fingers through the tousled curls, groaning when Sav tugged his jeans down and his cock sprang free, shiny with precome.
Sav's lips were soft, so fucking soft, Tico's eyes fixated on the red stain as he pressed soft kisses to the head, each one sending bolts of heat through Tico as he tangled his fingers in that curly hair. He was a good learner, this one, he'd figured out exactly how Tico liked it and fuck he was good.
Soft kisses, just a little suction applied, all over the head, letting the precome slick his pouty lips. He knew Tico's reactions, knew when he started grumbling and those thick fingers tightened in his hair to step up the teasing, flicker his tongue against the heated flesh as he kissed and sucked his way over the head and along the shaft. He didn't have to read Tico to know when it was time to stop teasing, because Tico was demanding and would use his grip on Sav's hair to guide him up so he could force the head of his cock inside between Sav's kiss-swollen precome-moistened lips.
Not that it required much force.
"Fuck," Tico groaned, back arching as the slick heat of Sav's mouth engulfed the head of his cock. He was so fucking eager to please, his heated moans as he bobbed his head rattling up Tico's spine and tightening his fingers. "That's good, baby, that's - fuck - so good."
Sav just looked up at him, pulling up to wiggle his tongue against the tip before greedily sucking it back in, sliding down until - ohmotherfuckyeah, until he'd taken it all in.
Heat coursed through Tico, the heat of Sav's sucking mouth mingling with the burn in his veins and the fire in his stomach until he could barely see, fingers tangled so tightly in Sav's hair it had to be painful.
"You suck such a good - fuck - cock, baby, such a good little cocksucker. Look so pretty with my cock in your mouth, slut."
Sav just whimpered and sucked harder, swallowing around the head. Tico bit his lip, hips thrusting forward of their own volition as he coaxed Sav off his cock. As much as he'd love to come in that pretty mouth - or, better yet, on that pretty face - Sav had asked nicely.
He tugged once on Sav's hair to coax him to stand up, letting go as Sav rose. His hair was wild, lipstick smudged, shirt askew and the skirt and panties were still maneuvered around to reveal his glistening cock. Fucking gorgeous.
Tico went to his knees and slid the panties down, Sav lifting his legs to let Tico slip them over his boots. He cried out when Tico licked a slow path along his cock, the eroticism of sucking Tico off having done nothing to ease the ache and desperation.
"On your back, slut," he growled, Sav quickly complying. Tico grinned and kicked his jeans off, striding over to the bed. "Mmm, you look so good like this," he said, the usual growl more of a low rumble as he lifted one of Sav's legs and slowly unzipping the boot, sliding it off his leg and dropping it on the floor between doing the same with the next.
Sav spread his legs, watching Tico slide on the bed, even something as simple as the heat of his body as he leaned over to get the lube torture with his body so on edge.
Tico, as much as he loved the reactions he got teasing Sav, knew when he'd pushed him close to the limit, and knew when it was time to just cut it out and get the fuck to it.
Okay, and the way Sav gasped and arched when Tico started with two fingers instead of one was absolutely fucking incredible. His breath caught in his throat as he arched and twisted, hips grinding against Tico's fingers as his hands tangled in the sheets.
Tico fucked him roughly, just as needy as Sav - although not quite so pretty about it. Sav was, once again, almost sobbing, hips jerking with Tico's fingers, cock so hard it rubbed against the skirt pushed up over his hips.
"Please Tico oh God please Tico need you so bad, please - "
The words poured out in a steady stream from those lips, requests far too tantalizing to deny. Tico slipped his fingers out, snickering a little at the whine as he slicked up. Sav shifted, spread his legs a little more, and fuck but Tico could come just from looking at him.
Of course, that wouldn't be as good as coming inside him, Tico reminded himself, as he eased the head in slowly. Sav mewled, clenching reflexively, the heat and tightness making Tico go temporarily blind. Enough of the fucking teasing - Tico needed to fuck the Hell out of Sav and he needed it now.
Sav responded as well to getting fucked as he did to everything else Tico did to that slender body - nails digging half-moons into Tico's shoulders, legs wrapped tightly around his waist, hips rocking to meet Tico's almost violent thrusts as ever move tore a moan or yelp or squeal from his throat.
Tico wrapped his hand around Sav's cock, the resulting wail and the way he clenched almost painfully tight sending fire racing up his spine. Sav's voice was a steady keen as he tried to buck up into Tico's hand and down against his cock at the same time. Tico squeezed his hand and growled, and Sav screamed, back arching so hard Tico thought it might snap in half as he came, the pull of his muscles forcing Tico's own mind-shattering orgasm from him.
The best time to gauge exactly how intensely sex had affected Sav was right after Tico pulled out and rolled over - if he had the energy to head for the shower, Tico knew he could do better.
Sav rolled over and curled against him, shifting until they were sufficiently tangled together, making a satisfied noise as he cuddled down.
"Good?"
"Mm," Sav giggled. "I think I'm gonna hafta dress up for you more often."