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2010 WINTER OLYMPIC GAMES KINK MEME

Welcome to all winter athletes! This Winter Games is screaming for fic. Lots and lots of fic. So let's give them what they want! The set up is easy! Just (anonymously) post your favorite pairing, threesome, groupsome, etc., and a kink. All prompts are welcome, not just the kinky ones. If someone is interested,

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SEQUEL: More Than Words (6/9)

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There was that commanding tone again, and it was just as well that Evan was apparently turned on by Johnny acting all dominant, because he would have been a little pissed off otherwise. He stopped touching himself and let go of Johnny's cock regretfully, kissing it one last time just to annoy Johnny.

When Evan looked up, Johnny's face was beautifully flushed, but he had a hard, calculating look in his eyes that Evan found both terrifying and kind of hot. He swallowed nervously, wondering again just how he had ended up in this situation. Johnny licked his lips slowly, deliberately, and Evan couldn't help but follow the movement with his eyes, stomach tightening in anticipation.

"Get on the bed," Johnny said after a moment, watching Evan carefully. "Face down, put your hands by your head, and don't move."

Evan did as instructed, hissing as his weight pushed his dick into the bedspread with just the right amount of pressure. He felt Johnny get off the bed and walk somewhere else in the room. Was his back turned? Evan hoped so, because he was rolling his hips against the bed before he knew it, trying frantically to relieve some of the tension before he had to lay still again.

There was a sudden stinging pain in his ass, followed by the sound of a sharp slap in the air and fuck, had Johnny just spanked him?! What the hell? Evan groaned, aroused by the thought of it almost against his will. He felt the bed dip and knew that Johnny was settling in next to him, the heat of his body burning through the skin of Evan's right hip.

"I told you not to move," Johnny growled, and Evan added that rough sound to the ever-growing list of things he didn't want to get turned on by, but was anyway. "Don't make me do it again."

Evan didn't say anything, just closed his eyes and focused on breathing, carefully ignoring how hard he was and how soft the bed underneath him was and how Johnny was moving again, running a hand down his ass to push his legs farther apart and then there was a terrible moment when Johnny wasn't touching him at all and Evan was just lying there, mind racing and legs spread and then-

Oh. Evan sighed when he felt Johnny circling his hole with a finger, the lube coating it blissfully warm. Johnny kept the circling motion up, pressing against Evan slightly but never enough to actually enter him and damn it, he should have known Johnny would be a complete tease about this.

Johnny hadn't actually said that he wasn't allowed to talk, so Evan figured he might as well take the risk - if he got spanked again, then so be it. Except that the second he turned his head to the side and opened his mouth, Johnny slid his entire finger in and Evan was too busy clutching the sheets and moaning to say anything at all.

Johnny worked his finger in and out of Evan slowly, twisting it all the way around inside of him before pulling out and sliding it in again, stretching Evan more and more each time. It was good. It was really good. Evan was grateful to Tanith for finally getting him over his discomfort involving things in his ass, but she had always done just the amount of work necessary to get the dildo to fit, and nothing more. Johnny, Evan could tell, was a fucking pro at this. He wasn't just preparing Evan to get fucked; he was caressing Evan from the inside, easing him open and blowing his mind apart at the same damn time.