[Fic] [Round 28] Never Go Against A Gurrier On A Triple Dog Dare, NC-17
Author/Artist: seamusog
Characters/Pairings: Yozak/Gwendal/Wolfram/Conrad
Word Count: 250
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: smut, incest, drunken orgy (see pairing above), NSFW, PWP
Theme/Prompt being used: Specific word count: 250
Author's Note...um WTF be this f**ckery. I kind of fail at smut because they just turn out rather...amusing in a guffaw-inducing sort of way.
Never Go Against A Gurrier On A Triple Dog Dare
Yozak was a dangerous man. Wolfram would be happy if he never saw the spy again.
Down on his hands and knees, pants down shirt up, on the conference table.
His head screamed in pain as the carriage went over a bump. Wolfram scathingly castigated the driver.
A naked Weller beneath him with legs spread and bent for Yozak, head between Wolfram's thighs.
His own shouting made the pounding worse. He almost pulled the bucket from underneath the seat to puke again.
Weller sucking his balls. The spy flicking his tongue in and out of his very private opening.
Perhaps, if he repeated to himself that last night did not happen, it would come true. His pride refused to accept the humiliation.
Weller's moans reverberating through his genitals. Yozak pounding his friend faster.
The whole thing had been unreal. Like a dream--no, a nightmare. Especially if someone found out.
Fear of someone finding them. Thinking, “Wolfram, stop this”... but the pleasure of the warm mouth sliding up and down, the hot tongue in and out...
No. No one would ever find out.
The door opening and Gwendal's stern face.
He pulled the bucket out and vomited.
Guilt. Pleasure. Coming in Weller's mouth and over his face. Hastily pulling his pants, hiding his shame.
His uncle glowered and lectured him about overindulgence.
Gwendal unzipping his pants, bending Yozak over Weller, entering the spy roughly. Another shameful arousal.
He nodded for he had no words. No pride. Only shame.
Damn Yozak.
Characters/Pairings: Yozak/Gwendal/Wolfram/Conrad
Word Count: 250
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: smut, incest, drunken orgy (see pairing above), NSFW, PWP
Theme/Prompt being used: Specific word count: 250
Author's Note...um WTF be this f**ckery. I kind of fail at smut because they just turn out rather...amusing in a guffaw-inducing sort of way.
Never Go Against A Gurrier On A Triple Dog Dare
Yozak was a dangerous man. Wolfram would be happy if he never saw the spy again.
Down on his hands and knees, pants down shirt up, on the conference table.
His head screamed in pain as the carriage went over a bump. Wolfram scathingly castigated the driver.
A naked Weller beneath him with legs spread and bent for Yozak, head between Wolfram's thighs.
His own shouting made the pounding worse. He almost pulled the bucket from underneath the seat to puke again.
Weller sucking his balls. The spy flicking his tongue in and out of his very private opening.
Perhaps, if he repeated to himself that last night did not happen, it would come true. His pride refused to accept the humiliation.
Weller's moans reverberating through his genitals. Yozak pounding his friend faster.
The whole thing had been unreal. Like a dream--no, a nightmare. Especially if someone found out.
Fear of someone finding them. Thinking, “Wolfram, stop this”... but the pleasure of the warm mouth sliding up and down, the hot tongue in and out...
No. No one would ever find out.
The door opening and Gwendal's stern face.
He pulled the bucket out and vomited.
Guilt. Pleasure. Coming in Weller's mouth and over his face. Hastily pulling his pants, hiding his shame.
His uncle glowered and lectured him about overindulgence.
Gwendal unzipping his pants, bending Yozak over Weller, entering the spy roughly. Another shameful arousal.
He nodded for he had no words. No pride. Only shame.
Damn Yozak.