RPS ficlet
Title: A Moment Of Ecstasy
Author: Nimenic
Rating: NC-17
Paring: David Boreanaz/Christian Kane
Warning: This is an RPS and a PWP ficlet. If you don’t like that kind of thing don’t read it!
Words: 481
Beta: Many thanks to the lovely spankspike for all her help.
Feedback: Yes please
A/N: This is my first RPS and PWP. Uhm...that’s all.
Christian’s head is bent back, fingers clutching at the sheets as his back arches up to meet every stroke and touch from the larger man’s hands. He opens his eyes he watches as the man between his legs flashes him a grin and then lowers his head and takes Chris deep down his throat making Chris’s head fall back down onto the bed, his lips mumbling meaningless nothingness. Chris dimly notices that the hand that’s been caressing his inner thigh has moved to the arch of his back and is slowly moving upwards until one slicked finger gently enters him. Sucking in a sharp breath he feels as the finger move inside of him, it's soon followed by a second, stretching him wider and pressing up on that spot deep inside of him and making his whole body arch right up of the bed.
“More, please,” he almost begs, thinking that this slow torture will be the death of him.
David looks up from his position, grinning, “Alright then, scoot up so I can have better access.” He moves to a kneeing position between the other mans legs.
Chris hears David making the necessary preparation and then feels David lifting his legs up, placing them on his shoulders.
“Ready for me?” Dave asks, looking down on a flushed and rapidly breathing Chris.
“Always.” His answer's accompanied by a knowing grin.
Dave flashes him a grin of his own and then enters him. Both men moan out loud, David from the pleasurable tightness and Chris from the pleasure/pain feeling of having David deep inside of him.
“Shh…” David tries to calm Chris as he gets used to being impaled by his cock.
“Stop shushing and fuck me,” he hisses out between his teeth.
Dave smiles’, leaning down and kisses Chris hard on the lips as he starts fucking him in earnest.
“Holy fuck!” Chris claws at Dave’s arms as he hits his prostate with every stroke. "Keep this up and I’m gonna come soon.”
“Right there with you…fuck you’re tight.” Dave reaches down and starts pumping Chris’ cock, matching the pace of his thrusts.
Both men are growling out in ecstasy, Chris driving his fingernails into Dave’s upper arms, as David tightens his hold of Chris’s hips, squeezing them so hard that they will probably bruise. Each is screaming the other’s name as he comes.
“Damn, that was good.” David's lying half on top of Chris.
“You can say that again.” Chris lets his fingers play with David’s hair as he finally answers.
“So when’s your next show near here?”
Chris looks down, grinning slyly at David, who’s looking back up at him. “Well, we have a gig about an hour from here tomorrow.”
“Got any plans afterwards?” Dave raises an eyebrow.
“I might have a thing or two in mind.” Chris smiles, reaching down and pulling David up for a kiss.
The End
Author: Nimenic
Rating: NC-17
Paring: David Boreanaz/Christian Kane
Warning: This is an RPS and a PWP ficlet. If you don’t like that kind of thing don’t read it!
Words: 481
Beta: Many thanks to the lovely spankspike for all her help.
Feedback: Yes please
A/N: This is my first RPS and PWP. Uhm...that’s all.
Christian’s head is bent back, fingers clutching at the sheets as his back arches up to meet every stroke and touch from the larger man’s hands. He opens his eyes he watches as the man between his legs flashes him a grin and then lowers his head and takes Chris deep down his throat making Chris’s head fall back down onto the bed, his lips mumbling meaningless nothingness. Chris dimly notices that the hand that’s been caressing his inner thigh has moved to the arch of his back and is slowly moving upwards until one slicked finger gently enters him. Sucking in a sharp breath he feels as the finger move inside of him, it's soon followed by a second, stretching him wider and pressing up on that spot deep inside of him and making his whole body arch right up of the bed.
“More, please,” he almost begs, thinking that this slow torture will be the death of him.
David looks up from his position, grinning, “Alright then, scoot up so I can have better access.” He moves to a kneeing position between the other mans legs.
Chris hears David making the necessary preparation and then feels David lifting his legs up, placing them on his shoulders.
“Ready for me?” Dave asks, looking down on a flushed and rapidly breathing Chris.
“Always.” His answer's accompanied by a knowing grin.
Dave flashes him a grin of his own and then enters him. Both men moan out loud, David from the pleasurable tightness and Chris from the pleasure/pain feeling of having David deep inside of him.
“Shh…” David tries to calm Chris as he gets used to being impaled by his cock.
“Stop shushing and fuck me,” he hisses out between his teeth.
Dave smiles’, leaning down and kisses Chris hard on the lips as he starts fucking him in earnest.
“Holy fuck!” Chris claws at Dave’s arms as he hits his prostate with every stroke. "Keep this up and I’m gonna come soon.”
“Right there with you…fuck you’re tight.” Dave reaches down and starts pumping Chris’ cock, matching the pace of his thrusts.
Both men are growling out in ecstasy, Chris driving his fingernails into Dave’s upper arms, as David tightens his hold of Chris’s hips, squeezing them so hard that they will probably bruise. Each is screaming the other’s name as he comes.
“Damn, that was good.” David's lying half on top of Chris.
“You can say that again.” Chris lets his fingers play with David’s hair as he finally answers.
“So when’s your next show near here?”
Chris looks down, grinning slyly at David, who’s looking back up at him. “Well, we have a gig about an hour from here tomorrow.”
“Got any plans afterwards?” Dave raises an eyebrow.
“I might have a thing or two in mind.” Chris smiles, reaching down and pulling David up for a kiss.
The End