weekly theme; first times

[finkpishnets]

This week's theme:

FIRST TIMES

♔ all fandoms (including rps) and ships welcome.
♔ we say drabble, but, you know, 100 words+
♔ as long as it's related to the theme, anything goes.
♔ fandom, ship, title (& warning if needed) in the subject line please!
♔ you can totally write more than one (pretty please do).
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King Arthur - Arthur/Lancelot - first time - slash

[sasha_b]

See, I can do stuff besides First Class *laughs* although they are so like Erik and Charles in their brokenness no wonder I love them so. Slash, yes. ;)

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The floor of the stable is hard and dirt packed and Lancelot grasps Arthur's hair with his blood stained hands, taking fistfuls of it, winding it through his long fingers.

The other man - the Roman - writhes atop him, his strong body a true match for Lancelot's, hips bucking, hands grasping, breath hot and soft on the shell of Lancelot's ear. Lancelot spreads his thighs wantonly, taking Arthur in, teasing, pulling, his name on Arthur's tongue candy he's never tasted before.

The horses neigh at the invasion of their privacy, and Lancelot's ass is ground into the floor even as he laughs, low and dark, the push-pull of his and Arthur's thoughts melding with the motions of their bodies. Wind whistles through the cracks in the wooden paneling and Lancelot wonders as Arthur's lips burn his throat if this was inevitable - or just something he thought he could drag out of Arthur.

When Arthur's done and heaving against him, chest bellowing and heart hammering against Lancelot's, the Sarmatian allows the Roman another kiss - stolen, yes, the wine coating the inside of Arthur's mouth heady and sickening - and does not move when the greater bulk of Arthur at last slides off him.

He blinks up into the ceiling and merely stays where he is, even when Arthur says his name again, this time with a tenderness Lancelot cannot abide, battle calloused fingers clenching with the power it takes to wield two swords instead of one.

He turns his head and instead of focusing on the face of his (now) lover, he sees his blades, and the snow that swirls through the cracked open door, and the dirt that coats his shed clothing.

He wonders when anything will matter again.

Re: King Arthur - Arthur/Lancelot - first time - slash

[sasha_b]

Thank you, darlin! I enjoyed visiting them again, so thank you for the prompt. I really appreciate the read. <333