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2010 Winter Games Kink Meme
Figure Skating Post!
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"Shut up, shut the fuck up," Johnny says. He bites down on Evan's lower lip and grinds into him, and Evan groans.
"God, Johnny," he says, "fuck-"
"Stop fucking talking," Johnny says, "I'm serious." He pinches Evan's side, and Evan makes a choked sound.
Evan looks ridiculous in Johnny's costume now, anyway-if it was any material but spandex it would have split open, but it's just getting stretched out. Johnny kisses him again, hard, and moves one of his hands up and around behind Evan's neck to pull the zipper down. Evan pulls his arms out of the costume, letting Johnny pull it down to his hips, and then wraps his ridiculous long arms around to unzip Johnny's. Johnny helps him get it off-it's much easier, since it's much looser than what Evan is wearing. Evan's feet are much bigger than his too, so his skates just slide off, and when he's down to his briefs he says, "Get on your knees."
Evan looks up at him, startled, his eyes wide and dark. "I-"
"Get down," Johnny says, his voice low. Evan shuts his mouth, swallows and drops down to the floor.
Johnny wishes he could brace himself against something, but the stalls are too far back and Evan's on his knees right here in front of him. He twists a hand into Evan's hair and pulls his face forward, towards the bulge in his briefs. He can feel Evan's breath, shaky, on his upper thighs.
Evan carefully raises his hands and slowly pulls down Johnny's briefs, easing them over Johnny's erection, looking up at Johnny to check with him. Johnny nods. Evan looks back down, and Johnny waits, but Evan just kneels there, hesitating. Johnny twists his hand into Evan's hair harder, and Evan winces.
"I, um," he rasps, his voice quiet. "I don't-I don't know what I'm doing."
It's such an absurd thing in such an absurd moment, and Johnny shouldn't find it so hot, the idea of Evan totally clueless but willing to do this for him.
"Just try," Johnny says, and Evan nods wordlessly. He reaches a hand up and wraps his fingers around Johnny's cock, and then leans in and parts his lips and sucks the tip into his mouth.
Johnny breathes in sharply, trying not to move his hips. Evan's tongue is tentative and unsure, licking down his cock. Johnny can't get over the sight of Evan between his legs, his dark hair brushing against Johnny's thighs as he starts really sucking, taking Johnny in as far as he can, mouth hot and eager.
"Evan," Johnny says, tugging on his hair, "Evan, Jesus..."
Evan moans a little around Johnny's cock, and it makes Johnny's breath catch. It feels amazing to be back in his own body, to feel Evan's mouth on his skin and know that it's his skin. Evan slides his mouth up and down Johnny's shaft, and then he does something with his tongue that makes Johnny's hips jerk forward involuntarily, pushing into Evan's mouth. Evan gags, pulling off to cough into his hand, and Johnny lets go of his hair, waiting for him to recover.
"Sorry," Evan mutters, his face red, and Johnny wants to kick him, but he suppresses it.
"Don't fucking apologize," he says. "God, could you stop being infuriating for like one second and get your mouth back on my dick."
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Johnny tries to catch his breath, coming down slowly. He sinks down to his knees, to Evan's level, and Evan reaches for his shoulders and pulls him in to kiss. Johnny can taste himself in Evan's mouth, and he feels completely off-balance.
After a minute, Evan pulls back. "Fuck," he says, his voice cracking. "Fuck, Johnny, we have to-"
"I know, I know," Johnny says, but he doesn't move. Evan does, though, moving back further and starting to untie his skates.
"Come on," he says, "you have to change and go out there, everyone's probably wondering what the hell you're doing in here with me."
Right, Johnny thinks, because he went into the bathroom as Evan, and then Evan came after him as Johnny, and now he's going to come out as Johnny, and this is ridiculously complicated. His head hurts.
"Shit, Evan," he says. "You won a fucking gold medal."
"No, you did," Evan says. "Come on, it'll be okay, just hug everyone and look happy and we can talk about it later."
Johnny looks at him, unable to even respond. Evan gets his skates off and peels off the rest of Johnny's costume, the costume that Stephanie designed for Johnny to skate in at Worlds. He gets it off, and bunches it up in his hands.
"Johnny," Evan says, holding out the costume. Everyone's going to address him as Johnny now. Okay. Right. He grabs the costume, and starts getting himself ready to walk out.
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I AM SO HAPPY YOU UPDATED AND I AM SO HAPPY THIS FIC EXISTS AND HGG$^FGHSJ%&*YHIUJFH YOU ARE AWESOOOOOOOOME
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MY
GOD
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D: I love this so much!
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.......nope, still not coherent.
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But, oh, Johnny. This hurts so much even to think about. D:
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...but it also hurts me on such a deep level. My heart is just completely broken for Johnny here ;______;
SO YEAH, THIS IS GREAT BUT I'M SAD NOW. YOU ARE SO GOOD, ANON, SO. GOOD.
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Oh and, you know. The sex was smokin' hot, too. :D
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I CAN'T EVAN DESCRIBE HOW MUCH THIS IS HAS IMPROVED MY MORNING
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I love this fic so much!
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Johnny must feel so inferior, I can't take it. :(((((
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