Strange Bedfellows, FPS, R, Thomas Kinkade/Priestly
X-posted to: kinkgasm, j2_x_over
I suggest that you visit kinkgasm before you read this, to understand exactly what it is and why I wrote it. But basically, I said I would -
"I'll have to slash him with Priestly from Ten Inch Hero, since I haven't seen that yet either! *LOL*"
and I did!
Title: Strange Bedfellows
Author: piratelf
Rating: R
Genre: FPS
Beta: Fletarip
Pairing: Priestly/Thomas Kinkade
Warnings: Explicit sex, toys
Disclaimer: I do not own either of these characters, no money will be made from this work.
Summary: Priestly comes home from work. Thom is hungry. Then they discuss their relationship.
Author’s Notes: Priestly is Jensen Ackles' character in Ten Inch Hero. Thomas Kinkade, as he appears in this story, is the fictional, cleaned up and sweetened Thomas Kinkade who will be portrayed by Jared Padalecki in The Christmas Cottage.
I haven’t seen either movie, the only info I have on the characters is from script sides, which is why this fic is in script form.
Thom Voice Over
Priestly was late coming home from By The Inch. I had been missing him all day, so it was wonderful to have him back.
(Priestley walks quietly into the bedroom where Thom is sitting on the bed, painting at an easel by the window.)
Priestly
(crawls up onto the bed, kneeling behind Thom and kissing the back of his neck)
Hey, I’m home. You hungry?
Thom
(closes his eyes, smiling)
Mmm-hmm, what did you bring me?
Priestly
6 inches of Cheeses Christ, 8 inches of Ham of God, 10 inches of Priestly.
(humps Thom’s back)
Thom
(puts his brush down, laughing, and lies back, pushing at Priestly until he can lay his head down on the bed, between his lover’s legs)
I’ll take them in reverse order, please.
Priestly
Roger that.
(unzips his jeans)
Thom
(nips at Priestly through his jeans)
Priestly
Ah-ah-ah, patience.
Thom
(watches Priestly push his jeans and boxers down and off of his legs)
I waited patiently for the Lord; and he inclined unto me, and heard my cry.
Priestly
(grins, leans down and kisses Thom’s mouth)
My little angel, my little saint.
Thom
(grasps the back of Priestly’s neck and deepens the kiss, his left hand fumbles with his belt buckle, makes a desperate noise in his throat)
Priestly
(reaches down and unbuckles Thom’s belt, murmuring)
It’s okay, I got it, it’s all right.
Thom
(traces Priestly’s sideburns down his cheeks)
I’ve been thinking about you all day.
Priestly
(palms Thom’s erection through his jeans)
I can see that.
Thom
(licks his lips)
Don’t make me wait any more.
(reaches for Priestley’s hips)
Priestly
(grins affectionately at Thom)
Do what you want.
(Pulls up Thom’s shirt, kisses his belly, slowly unzips his jeans kissing each new patch of skin as it is uncovered.)
Use me.
(kiss)
Abuse me.
(kiss)
Mess me up.
(kiss)
Wear me down.
Thom
(pulls Priestly to him, licks at his thighs, nuzzles his balls)
Priestly
(pushes Thom’s briefs down, buries his face in Thom’s groin)
Thom
(groans and bucks upward, as he opens his mouth to engulf the head of Priestly’s cock)
Priestly
(puts both arms around Thom’s waist and rolls with him to the side, moans as he feels the wet heat of Thom’s mouth on him)
Yes, Thommy, yes, more.
Thom
(suckles Priestly, humming)
Priestly
(grasps Thom’s cock at the root, licks around the head, tongues Thom’s slit)
Thom
(a shiver goes through his body)
Priestly
Yeah, I know what my baby likes.
(sucks Thom’s cock into his mouth)
Thom
(without losing contact with Priestly, stretches to open a bedside drawer, pulls out two dildos and two tubes of lube, puts the smaller dildo and spiced lube on his hip, begins slicking the larger dildo with the warming lube)
Priestly
(grunts his acknowledgement/agreement and takes the dildo and lube from Thom’s hip, gives a high whine of pleasure as Thom’s slicked fingers move over his ass and delve deep)
Thom
(smiles around Priestly’s cock in response to Priestly’s reaction, scissors his fingers, slowly, gently)
Priestly
(opens Thom as wide as he can and pushes a large amount of lube up into him, then thickly coats the dildo, feeling the slight burn on his fingers as the aroma of ginger, cinnamon and vanilla begins wafting through the bedroom)
Thom
(breathes in harsh pants, through his nose, as Priestly readies him, then presses the tip of the dildo to his entrance)
Priestly
(groans with pleasure as Thom slowly pushes the slicked dildo into him, shifts his hips, accustoming himself to the size and bulk of it, pets Thom’s ass, waiting)
Thom
(sucks Priestly as deep down his throat as he can, gets a rhythm going between his mouth and his hands, then gives muffled cry and a sharp nod)
Priestly
(quickly and forcefully buries the dildo in Thom’s ass as deep as it can go)
Thom
(his scream is muffled by Priestly’s cock, he forces himself to keep to the rhythm as his muscles contract and his toes curl in pain/pleasure)
Priestly
(begins fucking Thom’s mouth as he fucks his ass with the dildo, hard and fast)
Thom
(pushes the vibration button on Priestly’s dildo, and holds it as steady as he can, while continuing to contract his throat around Priestly’s cock)
Priestly
(feels his orgasm building, fucks Thom harder)
Thom
(gives a strangled yell as he explodes into Priestly’s mouth)
Priestly
(swallows, pushes the dildo deep into Thom and holds it there, as the vibrations wash over his prostate in waves, thrusts twice more into Thom’s throat and orgasms)
Thom
(swallows Priestly down, then slowly withdraws the dildo, clicking it off, shaking with the after effects)
Priestly
(pulls the dildo from Thom and tosses it down to the foot of the bed, lets Thom’s spent member slide from his mouth as his slides from Thom’s mouth)
Thom
(rests his head against Priestly’s thigh, breathing harshly, exhausted)
Priestly
(reaches down and runs his fingers through Thom’s sweat soaked hair)
Good, baby?
Thom
(nods, panting)
Good . . . so good, Priestly . . . always good . . .with you.
Priestly
Yeah, same here, babe. C’mon, come up here.
(reaches down, pulls Thom up into his arms)
Thom
Mm’kay
(snuggles close to Priestly, kisses the stud beneath his lower lip, mumbles sleepily)
You made up those sandwich names, didn’t you?
Priestly
(grins)
No, dude, what makes you say that?
Thom
'Cause, (yawns) you always make fun of me that way.
Priestly
You ask for it.
Thom
How?
Priestly
By being so . . . such a little choirboy.
Thom
I can’t even sing.
Priestly
No, I mean -
Thom
(lays his fingers over Priestly’s lips)
I’m kidding, Priestly.
Priestly
(bites Thom’s fingers)
Thom
(giggles, reaches up and musses Priestly’s blue mohawk)
Priestly
Hey, no taking it out on the hair!
Thom
Did you get the dark green or the bright green for tomorrow?
Priestly
Both, I’m thinking maybe we can stripe it.
Thom
(nods)
Or maybe we could do a double hawk?
Priestly
That might be cool.
Thom
Then you could paint your nails in a sort of medium green. Or really light green.
Priestly
Thom, I’m not a freakin’ leprechaun.
Thom
(laughs)
I’m getting hungry now.
Priestly
Yeah? God, you ARE insatiable. Well, I don’t know, I guess I could be ready to go again -
Thom
(talking over him)
The OTHER kind of hungry.
Priestly
OH! Oh, right, okay.
(extracts himself from Thom, who is completely curled around him, rolls off the bed, still naked from the waist down, and grabs a sandwich bag by the doorway, sits cross legged at the end of the bed)
Thom
(sits up, also still half-naked, and crawls down to the foot of the bed, grabs the first sandwich out of the bag and unwraps it)
Hey, it really is ham!
Priestly
And the other one really is cheese. And there’s a turkey and a roast beef at the bottom.
Thom
(Takes a bite of the sandwich, then hands it to Priestly, pulls a bottle of organic flavored water out of the bag)
Priestly
(takes a bite of the sandwich, leans toward the painting Thom was working on, staring at it)
Thom
Look all you want, there is STILL no one peeing in there.
(Opens the bottle, takes a drink)
Priestly
All I’m saying is, a little controversy, a little shock value, wouldn’t hurt.
(takes a drink of the bottle Thom is holding reaches in for another sandwich, unwraps it)
Thom
I think there’s enough controversy in the world. I want my art to convey a safe place for people. (takes back the ham sandwich) Comfort, contentment, happiness. Where else are people gonna find something that just makes them happy?
Priestly
(takes a bite of the cheese sandwich, then trades with Thom)
If people aren’t happy, they should make a change, not placate themselves.
Thom
(takes the bottle back, drinks)
What if they can’t change whatever is making them unhappy? What if - (hands bottle back to Priestly, switches sandwiches again) their parents died, or they have cancer or the person they’re in love with doesn’t love them back?
Priestly
Then maybe they should be getting professional help, not staring at paintings.
Thom
(exasperated)
Priestly.
Priestly
(kisses him)
Fine, ignore me, you always do anyway.
Thom
(finishes a sandwich, unwraps another)
I do not ignore you!
Priestly
When it comes to your art you do.
Thom
That’s . . . different. I have to express myself in my art. I can’t really paint by committee, it has to be something I feel, something that comes from my heart.
Priestly
(finishes bottle of water, pulls another one out of the bag)
Whatever, dude.
Thom
(takes the bottle from Priestly’s hand, angrily)
No, not ‘whatever’! I need you to understand this!
Priestly
Look, I take your advice, I listen to your ideas, why can’t you do the same for me?
Thom
That’s because I don’t advise you to become an accountant. I don’t say, ‘Hey, I know, why don’t you take out all your piercings?’ You always want to change me.
Priestly
I don’t! I just want you to be more . . . adventurous. You know, color outside the lines a little bit. I want you to be able to let yourself go. Break the rules!
Thom
(sighs, puts his arms around Priestly)
But that’s not me, sweetheart. It’s you. And I love you, but I can’t be you. I don’t want to. I know, I’m boring. But I can’t help it. I’m Bert and you’re Ernie.
Priestly
I NEVER said you were boring, Thom.
(kisses Thom, rubs noses with him)
And you’re not Bert. No way could a Muppet give a blow job like you can. Not with those little felt tongues.
Thom
(laughs)
Priestly
I’m Batman and you’re Superman.
Thom
Superman doesn’t need Batman like I need you. I think I’m Charlie Brown, and you’re Snoopy.
Priestly
(tickles Thom)
You’re too happy to be Charlie Brown! You’re Ethel and I’m Lucy.
Thom
What?! No, no, no, no, um, you’re Kirk and I’m Spock.
Priestly
Dude, Star Trek? (Shakes his head, points to Thom) Luke Skywalker. (points to himself) Han Solo.
Thom
But they keep separating and going their own way. We’re more like, uh, um, Woody and Buzz Lightyear!
Priestly
But they hated each other to begin with. You know who we’re like?
Thom
I give up, who?
Priestly
Bert and Ernie.
Thom
(grins)
With better tongues.
Priestly
Absolutely.
(they kiss, fade out)
I suggest that you visit kinkgasm before you read this, to understand exactly what it is and why I wrote it. But basically, I said I would -
"I'll have to slash him with Priestly from Ten Inch Hero, since I haven't seen that yet either! *LOL*"
and I did!
Title: Strange Bedfellows
Author: piratelf
Rating: R
Genre: FPS
Beta: Fletarip
Pairing: Priestly/Thomas Kinkade
Warnings: Explicit sex, toys
Disclaimer: I do not own either of these characters, no money will be made from this work.
Summary: Priestly comes home from work. Thom is hungry. Then they discuss their relationship.
Author’s Notes: Priestly is Jensen Ackles' character in Ten Inch Hero. Thomas Kinkade, as he appears in this story, is the fictional, cleaned up and sweetened Thomas Kinkade who will be portrayed by Jared Padalecki in The Christmas Cottage.
I haven’t seen either movie, the only info I have on the characters is from script sides, which is why this fic is in script form.
Thom Voice Over
Priestly was late coming home from By The Inch. I had been missing him all day, so it was wonderful to have him back.
(Priestley walks quietly into the bedroom where Thom is sitting on the bed, painting at an easel by the window.)
Priestly
(crawls up onto the bed, kneeling behind Thom and kissing the back of his neck)
Hey, I’m home. You hungry?
Thom
(closes his eyes, smiling)
Mmm-hmm, what did you bring me?
Priestly
6 inches of Cheeses Christ, 8 inches of Ham of God, 10 inches of Priestly.
(humps Thom’s back)
Thom
(puts his brush down, laughing, and lies back, pushing at Priestly until he can lay his head down on the bed, between his lover’s legs)
I’ll take them in reverse order, please.
Priestly
Roger that.
(unzips his jeans)
Thom
(nips at Priestly through his jeans)
Priestly
Ah-ah-ah, patience.
Thom
(watches Priestly push his jeans and boxers down and off of his legs)
I waited patiently for the Lord; and he inclined unto me, and heard my cry.
Priestly
(grins, leans down and kisses Thom’s mouth)
My little angel, my little saint.
Thom
(grasps the back of Priestly’s neck and deepens the kiss, his left hand fumbles with his belt buckle, makes a desperate noise in his throat)
Priestly
(reaches down and unbuckles Thom’s belt, murmuring)
It’s okay, I got it, it’s all right.
Thom
(traces Priestly’s sideburns down his cheeks)
I’ve been thinking about you all day.
Priestly
(palms Thom’s erection through his jeans)
I can see that.
Thom
(licks his lips)
Don’t make me wait any more.
(reaches for Priestley’s hips)
Priestly
(grins affectionately at Thom)
Do what you want.
(Pulls up Thom’s shirt, kisses his belly, slowly unzips his jeans kissing each new patch of skin as it is uncovered.)
Use me.
(kiss)
Abuse me.
(kiss)
Mess me up.
(kiss)
Wear me down.
Thom
(pulls Priestly to him, licks at his thighs, nuzzles his balls)
Priestly
(pushes Thom’s briefs down, buries his face in Thom’s groin)
Thom
(groans and bucks upward, as he opens his mouth to engulf the head of Priestly’s cock)
Priestly
(puts both arms around Thom’s waist and rolls with him to the side, moans as he feels the wet heat of Thom’s mouth on him)
Yes, Thommy, yes, more.
Thom
(suckles Priestly, humming)
Priestly
(grasps Thom’s cock at the root, licks around the head, tongues Thom’s slit)
Thom
(a shiver goes through his body)
Priestly
Yeah, I know what my baby likes.
(sucks Thom’s cock into his mouth)
Thom
(without losing contact with Priestly, stretches to open a bedside drawer, pulls out two dildos and two tubes of lube, puts the smaller dildo and spiced lube on his hip, begins slicking the larger dildo with the warming lube)
Priestly
(grunts his acknowledgement/agreement and takes the dildo and lube from Thom’s hip, gives a high whine of pleasure as Thom’s slicked fingers move over his ass and delve deep)
Thom
(smiles around Priestly’s cock in response to Priestly’s reaction, scissors his fingers, slowly, gently)
Priestly
(opens Thom as wide as he can and pushes a large amount of lube up into him, then thickly coats the dildo, feeling the slight burn on his fingers as the aroma of ginger, cinnamon and vanilla begins wafting through the bedroom)
Thom
(breathes in harsh pants, through his nose, as Priestly readies him, then presses the tip of the dildo to his entrance)
Priestly
(groans with pleasure as Thom slowly pushes the slicked dildo into him, shifts his hips, accustoming himself to the size and bulk of it, pets Thom’s ass, waiting)
Thom
(sucks Priestly as deep down his throat as he can, gets a rhythm going between his mouth and his hands, then gives muffled cry and a sharp nod)
Priestly
(quickly and forcefully buries the dildo in Thom’s ass as deep as it can go)
Thom
(his scream is muffled by Priestly’s cock, he forces himself to keep to the rhythm as his muscles contract and his toes curl in pain/pleasure)
Priestly
(begins fucking Thom’s mouth as he fucks his ass with the dildo, hard and fast)
Thom
(pushes the vibration button on Priestly’s dildo, and holds it as steady as he can, while continuing to contract his throat around Priestly’s cock)
Priestly
(feels his orgasm building, fucks Thom harder)
Thom
(gives a strangled yell as he explodes into Priestly’s mouth)
Priestly
(swallows, pushes the dildo deep into Thom and holds it there, as the vibrations wash over his prostate in waves, thrusts twice more into Thom’s throat and orgasms)
Thom
(swallows Priestly down, then slowly withdraws the dildo, clicking it off, shaking with the after effects)
Priestly
(pulls the dildo from Thom and tosses it down to the foot of the bed, lets Thom’s spent member slide from his mouth as his slides from Thom’s mouth)
Thom
(rests his head against Priestly’s thigh, breathing harshly, exhausted)
Priestly
(reaches down and runs his fingers through Thom’s sweat soaked hair)
Good, baby?
Thom
(nods, panting)
Good . . . so good, Priestly . . . always good . . .with you.
Priestly
Yeah, same here, babe. C’mon, come up here.
(reaches down, pulls Thom up into his arms)
Thom
Mm’kay
(snuggles close to Priestly, kisses the stud beneath his lower lip, mumbles sleepily)
You made up those sandwich names, didn’t you?
Priestly
(grins)
No, dude, what makes you say that?
Thom
'Cause, (yawns) you always make fun of me that way.
Priestly
You ask for it.
Thom
How?
Priestly
By being so . . . such a little choirboy.
Thom
I can’t even sing.
Priestly
No, I mean -
Thom
(lays his fingers over Priestly’s lips)
I’m kidding, Priestly.
Priestly
(bites Thom’s fingers)
Thom
(giggles, reaches up and musses Priestly’s blue mohawk)
Priestly
Hey, no taking it out on the hair!
Thom
Did you get the dark green or the bright green for tomorrow?
Priestly
Both, I’m thinking maybe we can stripe it.
Thom
(nods)
Or maybe we could do a double hawk?
Priestly
That might be cool.
Thom
Then you could paint your nails in a sort of medium green. Or really light green.
Priestly
Thom, I’m not a freakin’ leprechaun.
Thom
(laughs)
I’m getting hungry now.
Priestly
Yeah? God, you ARE insatiable. Well, I don’t know, I guess I could be ready to go again -
Thom
(talking over him)
The OTHER kind of hungry.
Priestly
OH! Oh, right, okay.
(extracts himself from Thom, who is completely curled around him, rolls off the bed, still naked from the waist down, and grabs a sandwich bag by the doorway, sits cross legged at the end of the bed)
Thom
(sits up, also still half-naked, and crawls down to the foot of the bed, grabs the first sandwich out of the bag and unwraps it)
Hey, it really is ham!
Priestly
And the other one really is cheese. And there’s a turkey and a roast beef at the bottom.
Thom
(Takes a bite of the sandwich, then hands it to Priestly, pulls a bottle of organic flavored water out of the bag)
Priestly
(takes a bite of the sandwich, leans toward the painting Thom was working on, staring at it)
Thom
Look all you want, there is STILL no one peeing in there.
(Opens the bottle, takes a drink)
Priestly
All I’m saying is, a little controversy, a little shock value, wouldn’t hurt.
(takes a drink of the bottle Thom is holding reaches in for another sandwich, unwraps it)
Thom
I think there’s enough controversy in the world. I want my art to convey a safe place for people. (takes back the ham sandwich) Comfort, contentment, happiness. Where else are people gonna find something that just makes them happy?
Priestly
(takes a bite of the cheese sandwich, then trades with Thom)
If people aren’t happy, they should make a change, not placate themselves.
Thom
(takes the bottle back, drinks)
What if they can’t change whatever is making them unhappy? What if - (hands bottle back to Priestly, switches sandwiches again) their parents died, or they have cancer or the person they’re in love with doesn’t love them back?
Priestly
Then maybe they should be getting professional help, not staring at paintings.
Thom
(exasperated)
Priestly.
Priestly
(kisses him)
Fine, ignore me, you always do anyway.
Thom
(finishes a sandwich, unwraps another)
I do not ignore you!
Priestly
When it comes to your art you do.
Thom
That’s . . . different. I have to express myself in my art. I can’t really paint by committee, it has to be something I feel, something that comes from my heart.
Priestly
(finishes bottle of water, pulls another one out of the bag)
Whatever, dude.
Thom
(takes the bottle from Priestly’s hand, angrily)
No, not ‘whatever’! I need you to understand this!
Priestly
Look, I take your advice, I listen to your ideas, why can’t you do the same for me?
Thom
That’s because I don’t advise you to become an accountant. I don’t say, ‘Hey, I know, why don’t you take out all your piercings?’ You always want to change me.
Priestly
I don’t! I just want you to be more . . . adventurous. You know, color outside the lines a little bit. I want you to be able to let yourself go. Break the rules!
Thom
(sighs, puts his arms around Priestly)
But that’s not me, sweetheart. It’s you. And I love you, but I can’t be you. I don’t want to. I know, I’m boring. But I can’t help it. I’m Bert and you’re Ernie.
Priestly
I NEVER said you were boring, Thom.
(kisses Thom, rubs noses with him)
And you’re not Bert. No way could a Muppet give a blow job like you can. Not with those little felt tongues.
Thom
(laughs)
Priestly
I’m Batman and you’re Superman.
Thom
Superman doesn’t need Batman like I need you. I think I’m Charlie Brown, and you’re Snoopy.
Priestly
(tickles Thom)
You’re too happy to be Charlie Brown! You’re Ethel and I’m Lucy.
Thom
What?! No, no, no, no, um, you’re Kirk and I’m Spock.
Priestly
Dude, Star Trek? (Shakes his head, points to Thom) Luke Skywalker. (points to himself) Han Solo.
Thom
But they keep separating and going their own way. We’re more like, uh, um, Woody and Buzz Lightyear!
Priestly
But they hated each other to begin with. You know who we’re like?
Thom
I give up, who?
Priestly
Bert and Ernie.
Thom
(grins)
With better tongues.
Priestly
Absolutely.
(they kiss, fade out)