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Title: Double The Pleasure, Triple The Fun
Author: Mary (shurimon and shurifanstuffs on Livejournal)
Pairing: Z/Sky, but implied SWAT
Rating: NC-17
Warnings/Indications: Unbeta'd. NOT WORKSAFE. AU, bondage, smutty. Domme!Z and Sub!Sky, of course.
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters and make no claim to. All characters involved are over age 18.
Summary: Z finally manages to work her magic on Sky and get him right where she wants him...
Notes: This fic's first two lines are courtesy of ryuutchi.
"Sit DOWN, Sky." Z had her hands on Sky's shoulders, shoving him into a chair, whether he liked it or not. It had taken her a while, but Z had worked her charms on Sky, finally getting the two of them alone in his bedroom in order to do... well, she would show him what she was going to do soon enough.
Sky squirmed a little uncomfortably as he complied, not exactly sure what Z had planned. It wasn't the idea that they were about to have sex that bothered him- he'd been with Bridge plenty of times before, Jack somewhat less frequently, and even Syd a few times. All of them had their own ways of giving and receiving pleasure, and Z was sure to be no exception. It was more apprehension, not knowing what to expect that was bothering him. He watched as she looked him over carefully, considering.
"How do you like it?" she finally asked.
"I- what?" Sky asked, puzzled. Z moved behind him, tracing one finger along his neck, undoing the clasp on his jacket before unzipping it.
"How do you like it?" Z repeated. "I mean... Syd usually wants me to do all of the work, but Bridge really likes it when he can dictate what happens. So?"
"That's blunt," Sky observed, yelling with surprise when a Z clone suddenly appeared in front of him and undid his belt, unzipping his pants, then beginning to pull them down. "Hey!"
"I notice that in spite of the yell, you're not resisting much," Z observed. "I'm guessing you like to be on the bottom, then? Maybe... your personality being what it is... you also like being told what to do?"
"I... don't see how it's any of your-" Sky began, but Z spoke over him, cutting him off.
"Sky. It IS my business, seeing as how I'm about to fuck you," she retorted.
"Alright," Sky sighed. "Yes. Bridge, Jack and Syd all know it, so you might as well, too- yes, my kink is being dominated. Can we please get this over with?" He adjusted himself so the Z clone could ease his boxers off as well.
"All business, just like usual," Z smirked. "Alright. Lucky for you, I have my own equipment." There was an awkward silence as the clone departed and came back with a small locked box, handing it to the real Z. "Eyes forward, Sky. I'll try and do this as fast as I can, so you don't have to make yourself listen to me for too long."
"Shut up," Sky grumbled. He put his hands behind his back when Z instructed him to do so, and she and the clone carefully tied them together, then made sure his wrists and ankles were secured to the chair. Sky couldn't help but be impressed and aroused by how well she did this; he was barely able to move, just as he liked it. The two Zs stood in front of their prize, examining him with identical wicked smiles. Then, one moved behind him, putting hands back on his shoulders, massaging them. A moan escaped Sky's lips as he leaned back into it, the hands moving down his back, underneath his shoulders, and he closed his eyes before... "Mmmph! Mmm..." One hand was clamped over his mouth, stifling another surprised groan as the Z in front of him took his erect cock and stroked it a few times before she began to blow him.
"Perfect," whispered the Z behind him, holding him even more still as the clone continued to work. Sky panted and moaned while she did so, then whimpered when she drew back.
"Hmmm," said the clone, and Sky groaned again when she stripped her own pants off, then her panties. She quickly reached into the box and slipped a condom onto Sky before straddling him, squatting on top of his cock and easily sliding up and down. Her brown eyes stared into his blue ones, an expression of pure evil glee on her face.
"Mrrrrrrgh," grunted Sky, his eyes rolling, head tilting up to look up at the real Z, who seemed to be enjoying this just as much as her clone. It wasn't too long before an odd sound that may have been "FUCK" escaped his mouth, and he came. The Z clone, however, was not quite done and took her time before her body suddenly tensed and, flushed with pleasure, she got off, hastily pulled her clothing back on and vanished.
"Well?" Z asked, releasing Sky. Looking up at her, panting, he noticed that she was quite red, too, and wondered...
"That... wow," was all he could manage.
"Good," said Z, satisfied. "I liked it, too." She released him from his bonds, and Sky started cleaning himself up, before curiosity overcame him.
"Uh... Z? May I ask you something really, really personal?"
"Yeah?"
"...Since there were, uhm, two of you... did you, ah, feel... it... twice?" Z merely gave him a mysterious smile.
"You'll never know," she said, blowing him a kiss, and she left the room, the door shutting behind her.
Author: Mary (shurimon and shurifanstuffs on Livejournal)
Pairing: Z/Sky, but implied SWAT
Rating: NC-17
Warnings/Indications: Unbeta'd. NOT WORKSAFE. AU, bondage, smutty. Domme!Z and Sub!Sky, of course.
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters and make no claim to. All characters involved are over age 18.
Summary: Z finally manages to work her magic on Sky and get him right where she wants him...
Notes: This fic's first two lines are courtesy of ryuutchi.
"Sit DOWN, Sky." Z had her hands on Sky's shoulders, shoving him into a chair, whether he liked it or not. It had taken her a while, but Z had worked her charms on Sky, finally getting the two of them alone in his bedroom in order to do... well, she would show him what she was going to do soon enough.
Sky squirmed a little uncomfortably as he complied, not exactly sure what Z had planned. It wasn't the idea that they were about to have sex that bothered him- he'd been with Bridge plenty of times before, Jack somewhat less frequently, and even Syd a few times. All of them had their own ways of giving and receiving pleasure, and Z was sure to be no exception. It was more apprehension, not knowing what to expect that was bothering him. He watched as she looked him over carefully, considering.
"How do you like it?" she finally asked.
"I- what?" Sky asked, puzzled. Z moved behind him, tracing one finger along his neck, undoing the clasp on his jacket before unzipping it.
"How do you like it?" Z repeated. "I mean... Syd usually wants me to do all of the work, but Bridge really likes it when he can dictate what happens. So?"
"That's blunt," Sky observed, yelling with surprise when a Z clone suddenly appeared in front of him and undid his belt, unzipping his pants, then beginning to pull them down. "Hey!"
"I notice that in spite of the yell, you're not resisting much," Z observed. "I'm guessing you like to be on the bottom, then? Maybe... your personality being what it is... you also like being told what to do?"
"I... don't see how it's any of your-" Sky began, but Z spoke over him, cutting him off.
"Sky. It IS my business, seeing as how I'm about to fuck you," she retorted.
"Alright," Sky sighed. "Yes. Bridge, Jack and Syd all know it, so you might as well, too- yes, my kink is being dominated. Can we please get this over with?" He adjusted himself so the Z clone could ease his boxers off as well.
"All business, just like usual," Z smirked. "Alright. Lucky for you, I have my own equipment." There was an awkward silence as the clone departed and came back with a small locked box, handing it to the real Z. "Eyes forward, Sky. I'll try and do this as fast as I can, so you don't have to make yourself listen to me for too long."
"Shut up," Sky grumbled. He put his hands behind his back when Z instructed him to do so, and she and the clone carefully tied them together, then made sure his wrists and ankles were secured to the chair. Sky couldn't help but be impressed and aroused by how well she did this; he was barely able to move, just as he liked it. The two Zs stood in front of their prize, examining him with identical wicked smiles. Then, one moved behind him, putting hands back on his shoulders, massaging them. A moan escaped Sky's lips as he leaned back into it, the hands moving down his back, underneath his shoulders, and he closed his eyes before... "Mmmph! Mmm..." One hand was clamped over his mouth, stifling another surprised groan as the Z in front of him took his erect cock and stroked it a few times before she began to blow him.
"Perfect," whispered the Z behind him, holding him even more still as the clone continued to work. Sky panted and moaned while she did so, then whimpered when she drew back.
"Hmmm," said the clone, and Sky groaned again when she stripped her own pants off, then her panties. She quickly reached into the box and slipped a condom onto Sky before straddling him, squatting on top of his cock and easily sliding up and down. Her brown eyes stared into his blue ones, an expression of pure evil glee on her face.
"Mrrrrrrgh," grunted Sky, his eyes rolling, head tilting up to look up at the real Z, who seemed to be enjoying this just as much as her clone. It wasn't too long before an odd sound that may have been "FUCK" escaped his mouth, and he came. The Z clone, however, was not quite done and took her time before her body suddenly tensed and, flushed with pleasure, she got off, hastily pulled her clothing back on and vanished.
"Well?" Z asked, releasing Sky. Looking up at her, panting, he noticed that she was quite red, too, and wondered...
"That... wow," was all he could manage.
"Good," said Z, satisfied. "I liked it, too." She released him from his bonds, and Sky started cleaning himself up, before curiosity overcame him.
"Uh... Z? May I ask you something really, really personal?"
"Yeah?"
"...Since there were, uhm, two of you... did you, ah, feel... it... twice?" Z merely gave him a mysterious smile.
"You'll never know," she said, blowing him a kiss, and she left the room, the door shutting behind her.