Imaginary (OMC/OMC) NC-17
Title: Imaginary
Author: moit
Pairing: OMC/OMC
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Fluff, Romance, Angst, Smut
Summary: This actually comes before The Placebo Effect.
Word Count: 147
Author's Note: The beginning of Michael and Jake's saga. His name's Jake, not Joshua. Just deal with the change.
Jake’s hands slipped, scrabbled, and found purchase on Michael’s hip. He could feel the buckle there, a bit of metal and leather. The feeling took him farther out of his head. Distracted, he slid his hand lower. Michael’s cock was warm from the heat of Jake’s palm. It stayed firm, responsive to his attention. Jake’s own cock was buried to the hilt in Michael’s firm ass. Every thrust sent Michael skittering half-inches over the wooden table. His fingertips fought desperately with the polished surface to find hold.
When they finished, Jake pulled himself out of Michael’s body. Both their cocks were hard, as plastic is wont to be, but both men were satisfied. Jake pressed a kiss to Michael’s temple. Their height difference only served to intensify their sexual union.
“I wish this could be real,” Jake whispered.
“It’s real enough,” Michael replied, lacing their fingers together.
Author: moit
Pairing: OMC/OMC
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Fluff, Romance, Angst, Smut
Summary: This actually comes before The Placebo Effect.
Word Count: 147
Author's Note: The beginning of Michael and Jake's saga. His name's Jake, not Joshua. Just deal with the change.
Jake’s hands slipped, scrabbled, and found purchase on Michael’s hip. He could feel the buckle there, a bit of metal and leather. The feeling took him farther out of his head. Distracted, he slid his hand lower. Michael’s cock was warm from the heat of Jake’s palm. It stayed firm, responsive to his attention. Jake’s own cock was buried to the hilt in Michael’s firm ass. Every thrust sent Michael skittering half-inches over the wooden table. His fingertips fought desperately with the polished surface to find hold.
When they finished, Jake pulled himself out of Michael’s body. Both their cocks were hard, as plastic is wont to be, but both men were satisfied. Jake pressed a kiss to Michael’s temple. Their height difference only served to intensify their sexual union.
“I wish this could be real,” Jake whispered.
“It’s real enough,” Michael replied, lacing their fingers together.