The Loneliness Of The Strong Cookleta] [R]
[title] The Loneliness Of The Strong
[author] Lire Casander
[beta] Unbeta'ed. Any mistakes are my own fault.
[pairing] David Cook/David Archuleta
[rating] R
[word count] 211
[summary] It was his duty to keep you satisfied, wasn't it? You are not pleading guilty of charges for things he could have easily avoided.
[disclaimer] I don't own nor have ever met David Cook nor David Archuleta. Everything about them is completely fiction, and any similarity with reality is a mere coincidence.
[warnings] Angst. Implied infidelity. Bastard!Cook. Second person POV.
[author's notes] Written for ai_darkfic's Fic-A-Thon, using prompt #2 ~ tears. Thanks to charliebb for prompting me with the first ten pairings!
You have never stood Archie's tears. They make you feel guilty, and you should, but it's not like he didn't deserve what you did. You were lonely, and he was always gone, and even when he was home he wasn't really there, and you were growing needy. You could have asked, your better half reasons, but it was his duty to keep you satisfied, wasn't it? You are not pleading guilty of charges for things he could have easily avoided.
But he is crying, and your heart is clenching, and you are itching to run by his side and beg for forgiveness. But you won't, because you truly believe you are not at fault, even if Archie wants you to think otherwise.
So you let him cry and beg and weep and hiccup until he doesn't have a voice anymore, and then he just throws himself to you in a fit of desperation for you to make him yours, for you to mark him, until he is screaming his release and you are biting his shoulder hard, filling him fully, until he is apologizing and pleading for you to take him back.
You sweep a finger over his cheekbone to wipe his tears and smirk as you corrupt him, once more.
[author] Lire Casander
[beta] Unbeta'ed. Any mistakes are my own fault.
[pairing] David Cook/David Archuleta
[rating] R
[word count] 211
[summary] It was his duty to keep you satisfied, wasn't it? You are not pleading guilty of charges for things he could have easily avoided.
[disclaimer] I don't own nor have ever met David Cook nor David Archuleta. Everything about them is completely fiction, and any similarity with reality is a mere coincidence.
[warnings] Angst. Implied infidelity. Bastard!Cook. Second person POV.
[author's notes] Written for ai_darkfic's Fic-A-Thon, using prompt #2 ~ tears. Thanks to charliebb for prompting me with the first ten pairings!
You have never stood Archie's tears. They make you feel guilty, and you should, but it's not like he didn't deserve what you did. You were lonely, and he was always gone, and even when he was home he wasn't really there, and you were growing needy. You could have asked, your better half reasons, but it was his duty to keep you satisfied, wasn't it? You are not pleading guilty of charges for things he could have easily avoided.
But he is crying, and your heart is clenching, and you are itching to run by his side and beg for forgiveness. But you won't, because you truly believe you are not at fault, even if Archie wants you to think otherwise.
So you let him cry and beg and weep and hiccup until he doesn't have a voice anymore, and then he just throws himself to you in a fit of desperation for you to make him yours, for you to mark him, until he is screaming his release and you are biting his shoulder hard, filling him fully, until he is apologizing and pleading for you to take him back.
You sweep a finger over his cheekbone to wipe his tears and smirk as you corrupt him, once more.