Rules of the meme:
1. Anonymously(or not, because we seem to have stopped following this rule) post a pairing and prompt you would like to see written. Since this is a kink meme, there is supposted to be a kink involved, but normal well-written prompts should work just as well.
2. Anonymous will respond to your post and write it for you! Art and such
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"Feelin' the hooch, boss?"
"Maybe a little." He stops his repetitive stroking to catch Eddie's hand and kiss the bracelet of bruises, surprised at the way it makes the kid shake. He sets his mostly empty beer aside and hugs Eddie tightly. "Hey, hey, it's all right. It's all right, baby." He kisses Eddie's cheek and his mouth, his chin, his forehead, once on each temple... It becomes its own thing, flowing down over his neck and shoulders as he whimpers and goes limp in Hollis's arms with a little cooing noise he wouldn't have believed Eddie could make.
"You all right now, boy?" He says at last, rubbing Eddie's back and kissing the corner of his jaw.
"Yeah," Eddie whispers, and clings to him, raggedy nails biting into Hollis's back. He's quivering, and presses the heat of his hard cock to Hollis's belly. "Yeah, I'm all right. Ohgod."
Hollis hushes him, settling the boy to straddle his lap, kissing his forehead again. He's almost as Eddie is, and grinds up against him a little. "Feel that?"
"Ooohhhhhfuck. Yessir." His eyes are huge, and Hollis wants to laugh, but he's serious about this.
"It's not running this show. I am. If you need to stop, we stop. I'm not gonna hurt you."
"...Too much." He grins, shivering and blushing again.
Hollis grins. "I've never been much for it, but it's different if you like it for its own sake."
"Oh, I do, boss. I do." His face lights up when Hollis laughs.
"Whatever you like, I want to get you out of these jeans. Any objection?"
"Hell, no!"
Hollis laughs again as Eddie struggles out of his pants and the washed to grey boxers under them. Hollis whistles in frank admiration. "Well, you've certainly got nothing to be ashamed of." At the look on Eddie's face, he rolls his eyes. "I'd say don't let that go to your head, but it's hopeless. Get on your knees and give me a minute."
Eddie shudders and slides to the floor, fists clenched to keep from touching himself, staring up at Hollis as he strips off the last of his clothing. "Enjoying the view, boy?"
"God, yes." His cock is actually twitching with his heartbeat, precome rolling down the sides and dripping from the tip.
"I believe it. Bet you could come just by looking, couldn't you?" Hollis strokes himself slowly, and Eddie moans, balls drawing up.
"Fffuck, I probably could." He squirms and drags his nails up his own thighs, leaving ten red tracks. He pinches his nipples hard, much harder than Hollis would have, and moans, shaking. "Hollis..." His voice rises to a desperate whine, "Hollis, please--"
"Please what, boy?" He comes closer, the tip of his cock nearly touching Eddie's face as he prowls a circle around him with one rough, proprietary hand in his hair. He gives it a sharp tug that makes Eddie gasp. "What do you want?"
"I want you to fuck me." It's almost inaudible, and Hollis shivers.
"What was that?"
"Fuck me," he whimpers, "any way you want it, boss. It's your collar I'm wearing."
Hollis groans, and actually closes his eyes and counts to ten. "Okay. Okay. You let me know if we need to stop, y'hear?"
Eddie manages to grin a little. "Yeah."
"Get on your elbows and knees, it's easiest that way."
Eddie blushes and obeys, voice cracking as he squawks, "Hey, where the hell are you going?" as Hollis gets up and heads for the bedroom.
"Just wait a minute, brat." He's back in a moment with a bottle and a pillow, setting it down for Eddie to rest his head on. "Trust me, you don't want to do this dry." He gently nudges Eddie's knees further apart, slicking his hole and making him whimper and bite the pillow. "And you know we can always stop."
"Y-yeah, I know." He groans, his body easily accepting one finger. "Oh fuck, that's gonna be your cock, boss."
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The only answer is a long, drawn-out whine. Hollis leaves his fingers where they are, and cuddles Eddie, letting him catch his breath. He apologizes, breathless and lost, and Hollis kisses him deeply. "I like seeing you come, boy. Don't worry about it." He adds a little lube, and works his fingers deeper, nibbling Eddie's ear as he groans and wriggles and gets hard all over again, making desperate little mewling noises as Hollis stretches him, mouth hanging open.
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