GK, Some Days, 1/1, NC17, Brad/girl!Nate/girl!Ray, 604
Title: Some Days
Author: sephirothflame
Fandom: Generation Kill
Rating: NC17
Character(s)/Pairing(s): Brad Colbert x girl!Nate Fick x girl!Ray Person
Warning(s): AU, PWP, genderswap, oral sex
Spoiler(s): None
Prompt(s): theburningdoll, anything with girl!Nate/Brad/girl!Ray
Word Count: 604
Notes: Blow jobs are my secret favorite.
Summary: Rae and Natalie blow Brad.
Disclaimer: I do not own Generation Kill. This is a work of fiction inspired by the fictional portrayal of the actual events. No harm intended.
Sometimes, Brad hates his life and everything around in it. He hates the fact he’s shacked up with two of the most conniving and creative women he’s ever met. He really hates the days when they agree on things. It usually ends up with Brad doing something he really doesn’t want to, like going grocery shopping or spending a week in Missouri with Rae’s family or babysitting Natalie’s nieces.
Less frequently, Rae and Natalie’s plotting lead to him slumped into the couch cushions with his wrists bound in a messy knot by silk rope behind his back. Brad’s going to have to yell at Rae about her inferior rope knotting skills, but it can wait until later.
Much later.
Mostly because Rae and Natalie are both pressed side by side between the ‘v’ of Brad’s long legs, fingers and lips teasing against each other, against Brad’s knees and thighs all the way up to his groin.
Rae’s the first one to reach for Brad’s cock, her fingertips barely skimming over the head. She wraps her fingers around the base and strokes lazily upwards, turning her head just far enough to nip at Natalie’s ear and grins widely at the startled laugh it elicits.
There isn’t really a lot of room for the two of them, but Natalie’s fingers join Rae’s on Brad’s cock and she turns towards Rae for a proper kiss. It’s wet and loud and filthy, and Brad knows they’re only doing this to frustrate him. Their hands aren’t even moving in sync, fingers only occasionally curling together as they move.
“I’d hate to interrupt,” Brad starts, but he’s cut off by Rae leaning forward to wrap her lips around the head of his cock, sucking hard. He arches his hips up, trying for more, but Rae and Natalie manage to hold him down easily. They always do, when they’re working together.
“Then don’t,” Natalie hums out. She runs her fingers down Rae’s spine slowly, and when Natalie reaches the hem of Rae’s jeans, she repeats the motion again, petting Rae. It’s the same soothing motion she’s using on Brad’s thigh, even though none of them need it. Still, Natalie’s lips are soft against the crease of Brad’s thigh and groin, and her tongue is hot when she flicks it out against the base of Brad’s cock.
Natalie and Rae are half curled towards each other, shoving Brad’s legs further apart and draping across his thighs and it’s obscene the way they both mouth at his cock. Two sets of lips and tongues leaving suckling kisses against the veiny underside and around the base, fingers slipping through a mess of precome and spit and tangling with tongues. They take turns mouthing at Brad’s cockhead, sliding down his length until he’s buried in the back of a throat and only pulling off when he gets close.
On occasion, Brad really hates his life. It leads to torture and subjugation, Brad straining helplessly against their powers and desperate for release from the relentless teasing. Even though he’s long since learned they’re not going to let him go until they’re finished and that Rae and Natalie will hardly share that information with him.
And when Brad does manage to come, hot and hard and straining against the rope that’s bound just well enough to keep him where Rae and Natalie want him, he can’t really complain. Especially not when Rae and Natalie laugh, licking thick ropes of come from each other’s jaws and chins before kissing again. Because of all the days Brad hates pretty much everything in existence, this isn’t really one of them.
Author: sephirothflame
Fandom: Generation Kill
Rating: NC17
Character(s)/Pairing(s): Brad Colbert x girl!Nate Fick x girl!Ray Person
Warning(s): AU, PWP, genderswap, oral sex
Spoiler(s): None
Prompt(s): theburningdoll, anything with girl!Nate/Brad/girl!Ray
Word Count: 604
Notes: Blow jobs are my secret favorite.
Summary: Rae and Natalie blow Brad.
Disclaimer: I do not own Generation Kill. This is a work of fiction inspired by the fictional portrayal of the actual events. No harm intended.
Sometimes, Brad hates his life and everything around in it. He hates the fact he’s shacked up with two of the most conniving and creative women he’s ever met. He really hates the days when they agree on things. It usually ends up with Brad doing something he really doesn’t want to, like going grocery shopping or spending a week in Missouri with Rae’s family or babysitting Natalie’s nieces.
Less frequently, Rae and Natalie’s plotting lead to him slumped into the couch cushions with his wrists bound in a messy knot by silk rope behind his back. Brad’s going to have to yell at Rae about her inferior rope knotting skills, but it can wait until later.
Much later.
Mostly because Rae and Natalie are both pressed side by side between the ‘v’ of Brad’s long legs, fingers and lips teasing against each other, against Brad’s knees and thighs all the way up to his groin.
Rae’s the first one to reach for Brad’s cock, her fingertips barely skimming over the head. She wraps her fingers around the base and strokes lazily upwards, turning her head just far enough to nip at Natalie’s ear and grins widely at the startled laugh it elicits.
There isn’t really a lot of room for the two of them, but Natalie’s fingers join Rae’s on Brad’s cock and she turns towards Rae for a proper kiss. It’s wet and loud and filthy, and Brad knows they’re only doing this to frustrate him. Their hands aren’t even moving in sync, fingers only occasionally curling together as they move.
“I’d hate to interrupt,” Brad starts, but he’s cut off by Rae leaning forward to wrap her lips around the head of his cock, sucking hard. He arches his hips up, trying for more, but Rae and Natalie manage to hold him down easily. They always do, when they’re working together.
“Then don’t,” Natalie hums out. She runs her fingers down Rae’s spine slowly, and when Natalie reaches the hem of Rae’s jeans, she repeats the motion again, petting Rae. It’s the same soothing motion she’s using on Brad’s thigh, even though none of them need it. Still, Natalie’s lips are soft against the crease of Brad’s thigh and groin, and her tongue is hot when she flicks it out against the base of Brad’s cock.
Natalie and Rae are half curled towards each other, shoving Brad’s legs further apart and draping across his thighs and it’s obscene the way they both mouth at his cock. Two sets of lips and tongues leaving suckling kisses against the veiny underside and around the base, fingers slipping through a mess of precome and spit and tangling with tongues. They take turns mouthing at Brad’s cockhead, sliding down his length until he’s buried in the back of a throat and only pulling off when he gets close.
On occasion, Brad really hates his life. It leads to torture and subjugation, Brad straining helplessly against their powers and desperate for release from the relentless teasing. Even though he’s long since learned they’re not going to let him go until they’re finished and that Rae and Natalie will hardly share that information with him.
And when Brad does manage to come, hot and hard and straining against the rope that’s bound just well enough to keep him where Rae and Natalie want him, he can’t really complain. Especially not when Rae and Natalie laugh, licking thick ropes of come from each other’s jaws and chins before kissing again. Because of all the days Brad hates pretty much everything in existence, this isn’t really one of them.