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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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FILLED part 13

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JR felt like he was in a riptide, being sucked under, barely aware of himself, drowning in this torrent of Apolo’s need. He caught a flicker in Apolo’s awareness and pushed away, breaking the connection, and leaving some of his hair in Apolo’s hands. Apolo looked wild. His face was flushed, his chest was heaving and his eyes were primal. He also looked like he might lunge for JR at any second.

JR backed away. “I want this, I said yes, but not on the table. Come to my room.” JR turned, knowing Apolo would follow, and also knew that Apolo’s need was so great that once they touched again, there would be no relocation. In almost an instant, they were in the bedroom. “Take off your clothes and get on the bed.” Apolo demanded, as he pulled off his own shirt. JR complied, removing his own shirt and pushing his pants down over his hips and kicking them off. He glanced up and saw Apolo was staring at him hungrily. All of the sudden he felt like this was something far beyond his ken. He was naked, growing harder by the second, a blushing close-to-virgin teenager in front of a man who was under the influence of God only knew what and who seemed almost inhuman at that moment-he was putting himself into the power of this man. Apolo’s gaze broke away as he kicked off his shoes, and pulled off his pants and socks, and then all of JR’s fears were wiped away as Apolo joined him on the bed. When they touched again, JR fought the flood, and realized it was possible to keep Apolo mostly out of his head, enough to stay aware and in control of himself. Apolo began kissing him again, but this time instead of anchoring his hands in JR’s hair, his hands seemed to be everywhere, urging JR’s arms up above his head, running up and down his torso, firmly stroking his side from shoulder to hip, down his thigh as far as Apolo could reach while still kissing him. Then Apolo’s mouth moved away from his own and moved to his jaw, licking and sucking there, and he couldn’t help but tilt his head back to urge Apolo to kiss his neck. Apolo took the invitation, sucking and biting at his neck in a way that was incredibly arousing but very nearly terrifying, making JR squirm uncontrollably, while he paid no heed to his gasping.

JR felt like his arms were flailing wildly, so he finally settled on putting one in Apolo’s hair, twisting a few curls around his fingers and the other wrapping around to Apolo’s right side, resting there. The whole experience already felt like too much. Apolo’s mouth on his neck, one hand rubbing across his tattoo and then pinching and twisting his nipple, and GOD Apolo’s groin, damp against his leg, the roughness of his pubic hair a contrast to the smooth firmness of his cock. He didn’t even feel like he could respond, he felt like he would be lucky to survive. Apolo moved to his collar bone, scraping his teeth along it making JR buck. “FUCK Apolo” he managed to get out as the mouth moved again, to his right nipple where Apolo’s tongue flicked at the nub before nibbling at it. Finally Apolo came up for air, meeting JR’s eyes as he ran both of his hands over his chest. “JR. I want you so badly, I can’t even think straight, I don’t know where to start. I want to touch all of you” at this he move his hands to JR’s knees and raked them upward, making JR hiss as Apolo’s hand went over his scar “I want to bite you and mark you and holy shit do I want to fuck you.” He really did look lost and JR felt some of his control, his strength return. He nudged Apolo over, and pushed him into sitting rather than lying on the bed, before straddling him. “Ok” he said, putting Apolo’s hands on the crease where his hips and thighs met, “start here and then move them. If you need to bite me, bite me, if you leave marks, you leave marks. I know you don’t think this is you, but you’re still Apolo, and I still trust you.”

Apolo’s thumbs tightened against the bones of his hips and he nodded back at JR. And this time it was JR who initiated the kiss.