Inception Kink Fest
Welcome to the Inception fandom Kink Fest!
This fandom puts out some seriously amazing fic on a regular basis, but I am of the opinion that there should always always ALWAYS be more kinky porn. You guys, our fandom has guns and bondage and daddy issues and dream forgery. I say it's time to bring on the kink, yes?
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This fandom puts out some seriously amazing fic on a regular basis, but I am of the opinion that there should always always ALWAYS be more kinky porn. You guys, our fandom has guns and bondage and daddy issues and dream forgery. I say it's time to bring on the kink, yes?
♥ Inception Kink Fest ♥You can ( Read more... )
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“Just shut up, Eames,” he hisses before shutting the older man up with a rough kiss.
It's all tongue and teeth, fighting to take control. Arthur bites and jabs his tongue against Eames' even as he's shoving the Forger onto the bed. They tumble onto the sheets gracelessly. Eames grunts when Arthur gets him in the rib but he soon ceases to care when a cool hand snakes down his pants (and just when did his pants get undone?) and fondles him through his boxers.
He sucks in a soft breath and tries not to thrust into Arthur's hand, but it feels so damn good and he's already hard and wanting. Fuck, just the thought of Arthur's hand doing things to his cock, makes him throb, makes him ache, and he's absolutely certain his boxers are a mess already.
“Shirt,” Arthur mumbles before latching onto Eames' neck and biting down. Hard.
Eames breath hitches before he groans. “Do that again,” he orders huskily.
“Say please,” the Point Man murmurs, darting his tongue out to lick his mark.
“Please, Arthur ( ... )
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The younger man moans, pressing back slightly as he bites down on his lower lip. “Yeah, just--just like that,” he murmurs, one hand trailing down to fondle his cock.
Losing patience quick, Eames adds a second finger, and then a third, stretching out the other man. He swiftly lubes his cock and then he's pressing himself inside, inch by agonizing inch, filling Arthur to the brim. Arthur who is all slick and hot, surrounding him in perfect, tight heat.
“God, you feel perfect,” Eames groans as he can't resist thrusting up. He leans up to kiss Arthur as the younger man slides his legs and hooks his ankles around Eames' thighs, drawing him in even further.
“Like that?” he asks, as he fucks Arthur with deep, long strokes, pulling out almost the entire way before slamming back in. “Do you like the feel of me fucking you open...fucking you raw? I bet you can feel every inch,” he says, before catching Arthur's lips again, tasting, taking, owning.
Arthur bites back a whimper, heat and sensation and craving and want--want--want ( ... )
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Darling, you have killed me dead.
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*death*
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I LOVE YOU BEBE
LOVE
YOU
<3
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Holy fucking hell!
Why is Arthur wearing his shirt so hot? New kink found.
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Oh, Arthur.
I adore how intimate this is. There's nothing wrong with letting these two have some nice, uncomplicated sex every now and again.
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I really really love this line.
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This was an incredibly productive use of my day.
When Eames finally got home to his flat in Mombasa after a long and harrowing gig with an extractor he was planning on never working with again, he noticed something was off. Quietly, he turned the safety off his gun and crept toward the open door the bedroom -- a door he knew he'd shut on his way out.
Someone was asleep in his bed.
Correction: Arthur was asleep in his bed ( ... )
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