Fic | GK | 0300

[lickingbeads]

Generation Kill | Brad/Nate, Ray/Nate | PG15

The research is obviously fucking with my brain bigtime, because this too is just... weird & uncalled-for. And also another one of those 'proceed at your own risk' things.

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[kubis]

That's... damn, that's hot.

[lickingbeads]

It's INSANE and very out of character for the Iceman, is what it is. :DDD

[kubis]

OOC, yes, but still hot. And I might have started writing what happens next...? I hope it's okay with you?

[lickingbeads]

Absolutely, that's what I asked for! Playtime yay :D

[noelia_g]

......okay.

See, I'm waiting for exam results to be posted online, and for the last three hours I've been unable to do *anything* but refresh. I mean, even scrolling through tumblr is beyond my current attention span.

So when I say that I read this through thrice and now I'm pretty much stuck on the image? YEAH.

JESUS FUCK.

WHAT HAPPENS NEXT, WOMAN?

[lickingbeads]

HAHAHAH.

I DON'T KNOW, I WAS EXPECTING YOU TO TELL ME. MAYBE, JUST MAYBE BRAD IS WAITING FOR RAY TO GET THE FUCK BACK SO HE CAN GET HIS FUCKING TURN, BECAUSE WITH THE WAY THERE'S NO BLOOD FLOW AVAILABLE TO HIS BRAIN AT ALL HE'S REALLY NOT IN THE BEST POSITION TO BE ON POINT FOR THE WHOLE FUCKING PLATOON IN CASE THEY SUDDENLY GET AMBUSHED.

AND THEN HE HEARS STEPS AND IS, LIKE, THANK FUCKING GOD, EXCEPT IT'S NOT RAY. IT'S NATE. BACK FROM HIS STROLL. AND HE DOES LOOK RELATIVELY CHEERFUL CONSIDERING IT'S LATE AND THEY'RE ALL GRIMY AND EXHAUSTED AND. BRAD IS JUST NOT GOING TO THINK ABOUT WHAT'S MADE THE SIR LOOK SO HAPPY. ONLY OF COURSE IT'S ALL HE CAN THINK ABOUT. AND NATE GOES, WE'RE ON 50% WATCH, WHERE THE FUCK IS PERSON? AND BRAD IS SERIOUSLY NOT SURE HOW TO ANSWER THAT, HOW TO TELL NATE THAT THEY CAN'T DO THEIR FUCKING JOBS BECAUSE THEY'D RATHER BE BLOWING THEIR CO.

Jesus fucking christ with the motherfucking caps, yo.

[noelia_g]

HOW TO TELL NATE THAT THEY CAN'T DO THEIR FUCKING JOBS BECAUSE THEY'D RATHER BE BLOWING THEIR CO.

I PROPOSE PLATOON-WIDE CONTEST. WITH MARKS FOR TECHNIQUE AND ALL.

Capslock's the way to go.

Also, Kubis assures me she's writing what happens next. I'm on her case like woah.

[lickingbeads]

I PROPOSE PLATOON-WIDE CONTEST. WITH MARKS FOR TECHNIQUE AND ALL.
This sounds way too good to me considering I used to be such a scary fanatic OTP kind of girl. IDEK.

kubis is a rock star, obviously. &hearts

I took the cliché way out, but:

[kubis]

One of the things that can happen next:

Fuck.

He tries not to fall out of the Humvee, but he's not sure he succeeds. Probably not. His grip on the door is almost painful, but that helps a little. He gritts out "I'm going to go and check" and pretends Ray doesn't moan on the other side of the vehicle.

The sand is slippery like it hasn't been for weeks. But Brad is fucking Recon and he can fucking crawl on the bottom of the ocean with a hard-on. He can do it.

He passes the berm and sees him. Not much to see, to be honest, because Nate's turned away, but the motion of his hand is quite obvious. Brad swallows the moan that wants to escape his mouth. His dick is so hard, it's leaking already without anybody touching it.

Nate lets out a quiet moan of his own and he tilts his head just so. And Brad knows that in reality he can hardly see anything, but his imagination is working full force. In his mind, he’s right behind Nate, his nose in Nate’s hair, inhaling deep, his hands gripping Nate’s hips and he’s pushing his cock between Nate’

Re: I took the cliché way out, but:

[lickingbeads]

AWW GOD; YES. Must be not be terrible cliché when you managed to surprise me. Oh jesus how wonderful this is.

But Brad is fucking Recon and he can fucking crawl on the bottom of the ocean with a hard-on.
AND I HONEST TO GOD BURST OUT LAUGHING, HERE, RIGHT BEFORE IT GOT HOT AS FUCK. YOU SO WIN, BB.

Re: I took the cliché way out, but:

[kubis]

HA, thank you, I'm glad you liked it! :D I decided to go with a dream, because a) it explains Brad's behaviour, b) I'm not a fan of them hooking up in Iraq, c) I'M A HOPELESS SHIPPER THAT NEEDS HER BRAD/NATE TOGETHER FOREVER. I mean. Yes.

Re: I took the cliché way out, but:

[bgaleb]

And of course they live together happily ever after, just by sheer will of our minds!!

[alasse]

SO hot. And, okay, Brad might not do that NORMALLY, but I think at this point in the OIF insanity he can blame it on stealing some of Ray's Ripped Fuel, general sleeplessness and having been subjected to Nate Fick's mouth non-stop for the past three/four weeks, right?

OH BOY. I can't even guess what happens next! Okay, okay, Ray goes for a combat jack, Brad refrains out of 'respect' for Nate but that only makes it worse and the both of them tend to look at the LT like a piece of meat for the next day, which makes Nate ask Brad to talk privately and ask him WTF?! and Brad, uh -- well, he can't help it anymore. And drops to his knees.

[lickingbeads]

but I think at this point in the OIF insanity he can blame it on stealing some of Ray's Ripped Fuel, general sleeplessness and having been subjected to Nate Fick's mouth non-stop for the past three/four weeks, right?
Ahahaha, you're preaching to the choir, bb! I can def get behind that. XD

Oh, Nate would totally do that. He'd be all, Brad, much as I appreciate my men's regard, and although I permit the joke about my face and my lips and my bendiness, if Christeson is to be believd--Brad, I absolutely draw the line at you eyeing me like you're seeing through my clothes. While we're in a TL meeting. And the subsequent firefight.

Fortunately, kubis also presented one awesome avenue. *points up*

i wasn't going to write anything BUT...

[noelia_g]

It’s more than thirty seconds

I CLEARLY can't help myself. Brad can relate.

[noelia_g]

(He’d touch himself. When he gets on his knees for Nate, when he’s swallowing Nate’s cock, he’ll touch himself, stroke himself slowly only to tug hard every time he made Nate moan

Re: I CLEARLY can't help myself. Brad can relate.

[lickingbeads]

JESUS MOTHERFUCKING CHRIST, BB. YOU CAN NOT STOP THERE. OHH FUCKING HELL, THE HIGH-PICTHED NOISES I WAS MAKING WHILE READING, WHEN MY MOUTH WASN'T FROZEN SLACK-JAWED OPEN.

You--you--seriously, are you trying to kill me??

Re: I CLEARLY can't help myself. Brad can relate.

[noelia_g]

Yes, clearly, this is my new trial method of assassination :D.

I DON'T KNOW WHAT HAPPENS NEXT AND I WANT TO.