Brad/Nate, Do it on your own, it makes no difference to me, What you leave behind and what you choose to be, And whatever they say, Your soul is unbreakable.
b/n, what you leave behind 1/2lickingbeadsDecember 19 2010, 18:42:43 UTC
(Sorry this took so long! I do love Muse a lot. IDEK why this came out. XD)
#1 The night before Brad is set to leave for military school, Nate invites him over, makes him sit on the edge of Nate's bed and reaches for the zip of Brad's shorts. Brad's cock jumps in his hand and Nate only enjoys the heft of it in his palm for a moment before swallowing Brad down.
Brad grunts above him, in surprise maybe, and his hands fly up to grab Nate's head, fingers twisting in Nate's hair even as he doesn't force Nate to take in any more.
Fuck that.
Nate may not have had a whole lot of time to perfect his deep-throating technique, but he loves Brad's cock, loves the way it stiffens and swells inside his mouth, how Brad tastes, how his dick gets even harder and wetter as Nate keeps swallowing tight around it, desperate because he wants all of Brad, and this is somehow the closest he can get sometimes-
Brad curses above him, gasps, Nate, fuck, your mouth-stop, I-But of course Nate doesn't stop, because he wants Brad to come into his mouth, wants
( ... )
b/n, what you leave behind 2/2lickingbeadsDecember 19 2010, 18:43:44 UTC
#3 "Are you fucking out of your mind? Why the fuck would you even consider this? You're too smart for-"
"Don't you even fucking say it," Nate says, and he knows his voice is low and cold. "Don't you fucking even try to tell me I'm too smart for the Corps. You-You would-" The anger is choking him, the anger that Brad would dareHe sees the fight flood out of Brad. "Okay, hey. Hey, I'm sorry. Come here." Brad tugs him close, pulls him into his chest. Brad is still three inches taller than him. Sometimes, Nate hates it
( ... )
Re: b/n, what you leave behind 2/2idrilkaDecember 19 2010, 19:09:03 UTC
I really, really shouldn't be reading this right now, especially since I spent my afternoon writing Brad/Nate not-porn for the Good Cookies post instead of writing something I should have been writing, but then this came up in my email, and I read the first sentence, and then I couldn't stop myself...
And this was... wow. First, you broke my heart, and then you put it back together again. I love how you show so much with so little--how their relationship progressed throughout the years, how they struggled to get to the place in which they are now. That fragment in Iraq is incredible--again, so much said with so little words. And I absolutely love the ending.
And this: Nate is seventeen and he knows he will never meet anyone he loves more than Brad.
And he would never ask Brad not to go. This is the part that broke my heart. This is something that my Nate, the way I see him in my mind, would do. It hurt, in the best possible way.
Re: b/n, what you leave behind 2/2lickingbeadsDecember 19 2010, 19:16:14 UTC
Hahahahah first of all I just about LOST MY SHIT when I caught a typo--only the most dedicated are still dedicated--I meant, standing, or drinking, or something. Shit, sometimes I really hope I could edit my comments... XDD
Re: b/n, what you leave behind 2/2pabandykDecember 19 2010, 19:18:26 UTC
Thank you for writing this, it's absolutely lovely. I think Muse fits B/N relationship perfectly. I'm half tempted to write Brad and Nate according to Muse but I'm not sure my writing abilities extend that far.
You, one the other hand, have an amazing ability to pack punches with your words. Like this:
Nate feels the fury bubble up in him again, even as Brad's hushed voice goes straight into his chest and spine and gut and every other place where he feels Brad all the fucking time.
or this: He's not nervous, exactly. Maybe he feels a little bit afloat. The world seems too wide without his men at his six, three and nine.
Re: b/n, what you leave behind 2/2lickingbeadsDecember 19 2010, 19:39:14 UTC
Ty! Muse does hold plenty of potential for epic things, such as B/N. XD I'd say go ahead and write it--I for one have enjoyed everything of yours I've ever read. ♥
Re: b/n, what you leave behind 2/2bgalebDecember 19 2010, 23:31:55 UTC
Another lovely gem from you! It amazes me to no end how brilliant and lovely and real your stories are! How they always leave warm feelings in my heart!
Do it on your own, it makes no difference to me,
What you leave behind and what you choose to be,
And whatever they say,
Your soul is unbreakable.
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The night before Brad is set to leave for military school, Nate invites him over, makes him sit on the edge of Nate's bed and reaches for the zip of Brad's shorts. Brad's cock jumps in his hand and Nate only enjoys the heft of it in his palm for a moment before swallowing Brad down.
Brad grunts above him, in surprise maybe, and his hands fly up to grab Nate's head, fingers twisting in Nate's hair even as he doesn't force Nate to take in any more.
Fuck that.
Nate may not have had a whole lot of time to perfect his deep-throating technique, but he loves Brad's cock, loves the way it stiffens and swells inside his mouth, how Brad tastes, how his dick gets even harder and wetter as Nate keeps swallowing tight around it, desperate because he wants all of Brad, and this is somehow the closest he can get sometimes-
Brad curses above him, gasps, Nate, fuck, your mouth-stop, I-But of course Nate doesn't stop, because he wants Brad to come into his mouth, wants ( ... )
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"Are you fucking out of your mind? Why the fuck would you even consider this? You're too smart for-"
"Don't you even fucking say it," Nate says, and he knows his voice is low and cold. "Don't you fucking even try to tell me I'm too smart for the Corps. You-You would-" The anger is choking him, the anger that Brad would dareHe sees the fight flood out of Brad. "Okay, hey. Hey, I'm sorry. Come here." Brad tugs him close, pulls him into his chest. Brad is still three inches taller than him. Sometimes, Nate hates it ( ... )
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Do write your crack, please, it's always good for one's day. I certainly need some pick-me-up after listening to Coldplay for hours on end. D:
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And this was... wow. First, you broke my heart, and then you put it back together again. I love how you show so much with so little--how their relationship progressed throughout the years, how they struggled to get to the place in which they are now. That fragment in Iraq is incredible--again, so much said with so little words. And I absolutely love the ending.
And this:
Nate is seventeen and he knows he will never meet anyone he loves more than Brad.
And he would never ask Brad not to go.
This is the part that broke my heart. This is something that my Nate, the way I see him in my mind, would do. It hurt, in the best possible way.
Brilliant.
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That aside; so glad you liked it, bb.
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I think Muse fits B/N relationship perfectly. I'm half tempted to write Brad and Nate according to Muse but I'm not sure my writing abilities extend that far.
You, one the other hand, have an amazing ability to pack punches with your words. Like this:
Nate feels the fury bubble up in him again, even as Brad's hushed voice goes straight into his chest and spine and gut and every other place where he feels Brad all the fucking time.
or this:
He's not nervous, exactly. Maybe he feels a little bit afloat. The world seems too wide without his men at his six, three and nine.
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Break my heart some more, why don't you?
This was lovely.
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