[fanfiction] Blowjob Rainbow
Fandom/Pairings: Bandom, HSM, KH; Ryan/Chad, Spencer/Brendon, Mikey/Pete, Ryan/Spencer, Roxas/Axel, Adam/Chad(/Ryan), William/Gabe
Rating: R.
Pre-Notes: This is the kind of challenge I take from my friends. "Hey, Reili! Write a blowjob for every color in the rainbow."
Disclaimer: No. Just, no this is all delusions.
Summary: 7 colors of blowjob, in convenient 100-word portions.
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Blowjob Rainbow
RED (passion)
Ryan falls to his knees, frantically unbuttoning Chad's pants and tugging them down. He breathes over Chad's cock for a moment before tugging the boxer down too, freeing Chad's cock. It's fast and messy, but enthusiastic. Chad's fingers thread into Ryan's hair, tugging lightly, and Ryan moans. It reverberates through Chad, and Chad groans, letting his head fall back against the wall. Ryan sinks down farther, swallowing around Chad, and Chad cannot take. It's kind of the fastest blowjob they ever had, but it's so so good and Chad falls apart. Ryan milks him silently, and then pulls off, smiling.
ORANGE (warning)
Spencer's lips are wrapped around Brendon, hands curled around Brendon's hips, and all Brendon can focus on is the hot, wet, heat of it all. He bites his lip to keep from crying out, and Spencer looks up at him from under his lashes. Brendon think it's something that will never get old, the look of Spencer on his knees with Brendon's cock disappearing into his mouth.
“Spence, I'm-“
The only response Spencer gives Brendon is speeding up, and Brendon falls apart. After, Spencer stands and presses his lips to Brendon's, passing the taste of Brendon back to him.
YELLOW (sunshine)
They're lying on a grassy knoll, still mostly unclothed. Mikey tangles his fingers with Pete's and rolls over, trailing down and pressing kisses to the bare skin. Quietly, Mikey pulls Pete's pants down and takes him into his mouth. It's slow and lazy, just like everything else about them, and Pete grips Mikey's hand tighter. The world is falling apart around them, but it feels like everything will be okay if their fingers never separate.
Mikey's throat contracts around Pete, and Pete's vision goes white. After a moment, Mikey pulls off and licks his lips before pressing them to Pete's.
GREEN (nature)
It's kind of unclear how they ended up like this, Ryan's bony fingers gripping Spencer's hips tightly in the treehouse, but Spencer never ever wants it to end. It feels like they should have been doing this forever ago, that there should never have been anything but this-Ryan's lips stretched around Spencer's cock, so focused and intent and obviously uncertain that all Spencer ever wants to do is hug Ryan close and tell him it'll be okay, it'll be all right-just you wait and see. Instead, he barely manages Ryan's name and then the world is spinning out of control.
BLUE (ice)
Axel's always warm, too warm, and the flat of Roxas' tongue is a shock of cool against all the heat. His mouth is cool from the sea salt ice cream, and it's almost too cold against Axel's scalding flush, but his fingers are warm too. They're burning marks into the pale skin of Axel's hips where they're holding him back. Axel's hips try to move forward when Roxas swirls his tongue around Axel, and Roxas presses back harder, glaring at Axel through his lashes. He sucks, hard, and that's really all it takes to make Axel explode and see white.
INDIGO (loyalty)
It doesn't happen often, Adam on his knees with Chad against a wall, but that just makes it surprising. Adam's hands on Chad's hips, different from Ryan's, and Adam's tongue dragging along the underside in different patterns. Chad supposes that to some people, this looks like cheating, like something cruel.
It's not. It's just them, crazy with ache for Ryan to come back from doing a music video shoot in England or god knows where. It's Chad and Adam both knowing that this isn't a break of trust, but an exercise of it. It's longing and sexual frustration. It's love.
VIOLET/PURPLE (extreme)
The world is actually ending and all Gabe can think about is the fact that William is on his knees with Gabe's cock in his mouth and humming what Gabe thinks might be “Checkmarks.” Meteors could be crashing down, and all Gabe can focus on is how William's lips look wrapped around him and how William's fingers curl around Gabe's hips and how fucking into it William is. This is the perfect way to end the world, Gabe thinks, having sex in a fucking nasty back alley while the rest of New York gets progressively more and more drunk.
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Rating: R.
Pre-Notes: This is the kind of challenge I take from my friends. "Hey, Reili! Write a blowjob for every color in the rainbow."
Disclaimer: No. Just, no this is all delusions.
Summary: 7 colors of blowjob, in convenient 100-word portions.
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Blowjob Rainbow
RED (passion)
Ryan falls to his knees, frantically unbuttoning Chad's pants and tugging them down. He breathes over Chad's cock for a moment before tugging the boxer down too, freeing Chad's cock. It's fast and messy, but enthusiastic. Chad's fingers thread into Ryan's hair, tugging lightly, and Ryan moans. It reverberates through Chad, and Chad groans, letting his head fall back against the wall. Ryan sinks down farther, swallowing around Chad, and Chad cannot take. It's kind of the fastest blowjob they ever had, but it's so so good and Chad falls apart. Ryan milks him silently, and then pulls off, smiling.
ORANGE (warning)
Spencer's lips are wrapped around Brendon, hands curled around Brendon's hips, and all Brendon can focus on is the hot, wet, heat of it all. He bites his lip to keep from crying out, and Spencer looks up at him from under his lashes. Brendon think it's something that will never get old, the look of Spencer on his knees with Brendon's cock disappearing into his mouth.
“Spence, I'm-“
The only response Spencer gives Brendon is speeding up, and Brendon falls apart. After, Spencer stands and presses his lips to Brendon's, passing the taste of Brendon back to him.
YELLOW (sunshine)
They're lying on a grassy knoll, still mostly unclothed. Mikey tangles his fingers with Pete's and rolls over, trailing down and pressing kisses to the bare skin. Quietly, Mikey pulls Pete's pants down and takes him into his mouth. It's slow and lazy, just like everything else about them, and Pete grips Mikey's hand tighter. The world is falling apart around them, but it feels like everything will be okay if their fingers never separate.
Mikey's throat contracts around Pete, and Pete's vision goes white. After a moment, Mikey pulls off and licks his lips before pressing them to Pete's.
GREEN (nature)
It's kind of unclear how they ended up like this, Ryan's bony fingers gripping Spencer's hips tightly in the treehouse, but Spencer never ever wants it to end. It feels like they should have been doing this forever ago, that there should never have been anything but this-Ryan's lips stretched around Spencer's cock, so focused and intent and obviously uncertain that all Spencer ever wants to do is hug Ryan close and tell him it'll be okay, it'll be all right-just you wait and see. Instead, he barely manages Ryan's name and then the world is spinning out of control.
BLUE (ice)
Axel's always warm, too warm, and the flat of Roxas' tongue is a shock of cool against all the heat. His mouth is cool from the sea salt ice cream, and it's almost too cold against Axel's scalding flush, but his fingers are warm too. They're burning marks into the pale skin of Axel's hips where they're holding him back. Axel's hips try to move forward when Roxas swirls his tongue around Axel, and Roxas presses back harder, glaring at Axel through his lashes. He sucks, hard, and that's really all it takes to make Axel explode and see white.
INDIGO (loyalty)
It doesn't happen often, Adam on his knees with Chad against a wall, but that just makes it surprising. Adam's hands on Chad's hips, different from Ryan's, and Adam's tongue dragging along the underside in different patterns. Chad supposes that to some people, this looks like cheating, like something cruel.
It's not. It's just them, crazy with ache for Ryan to come back from doing a music video shoot in England or god knows where. It's Chad and Adam both knowing that this isn't a break of trust, but an exercise of it. It's longing and sexual frustration. It's love.
VIOLET/PURPLE (extreme)
The world is actually ending and all Gabe can think about is the fact that William is on his knees with Gabe's cock in his mouth and humming what Gabe thinks might be “Checkmarks.” Meteors could be crashing down, and all Gabe can focus on is how William's lips look wrapped around him and how William's fingers curl around Gabe's hips and how fucking into it William is. This is the perfect way to end the world, Gabe thinks, having sex in a fucking nasty back alley while the rest of New York gets progressively more and more drunk.
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