[FIC] (Baseball) The Ride To Hell

Nov 04, 2005 11:50

Title: The Ride To Hell
Rating: NC-17
Notes: Oops, I couldn't think of any team/player to write it on. So I wrote a no-name paring. Hell it could be any fandom. Thanks to __cogitoergosum for the song, and posted here originally.
Extra Notes: This is written for sslyricwheel's challege theme - Darkness. And will be used for fanfic100 as 074. Dark and the table is here.

“Welcome to the Puscifer.”

You nod as you walk down the short steps and into the dark hallway. The smell is clogging up your senses and you tell yourself that you should turn around and go back, but just like every other time, you never do because you tell yourself a real man wouldn’t do that - take it like a man, as they all say.

Well, that is your excuse for everything. You have to do it because you want to prove that you are a real man, not some pussy who backs down from everything. (you're not a pussy, you're not a pussy, don't listen to what they tell you during the game.)

You get to the end of the hallway and you see a waitress with barely anything on waiting for you. She winks at you and you follow her to your usual table. Just before you sit, you can’t help but smell her tacky perfume and the strawberry-flavoured gum that she is annoyingly popping. You try not to move very much once you sit down. All the stains and rips gross you out; you never really like unsanitary places.

If you tilt your head just enough, you can see everything underneath her skirt and more. None of these girls wear anything underneath. If you were a real man, you would have already inched close to her and get a feel before you ‘order’, but you are just not into that stuff. Plus, you’re wishing so hard that the ‘everything and more’ would turn you on (oh every time you wish that. you're a man, you're a fucking real man.), but it never does and it frustrates you more than anything.

“So, the usual?”

You keep quiet and faintly smile at her. She laughs and walks away like she knows what’s on your mind. She even gives you a view of her ass for no extra charge, but seeing her sway that ass makes you wish it was a bit firmer, more round and more toned, like the one you are used to seeing. (oh you already know whose ass you’re picturing, but you just won’t acknowledge the name.)

And then you can’t see anymore, not that it would have mattered since the haze around the place is hindering your vision beyond the next table or so. But the blindfold brings you much closer to the darkness and you just close your eyes just for the sake of it. Three times the darkness is better than one time the darkness.

You smell that tacky perfume again, but this time it’s different than that other girl’s. You hear the sound of metal hitting against metal ringing in your ears as another girl is unbuckling your belt. (damn rings, and when did she get here?) She releases the button of your jeans and pulls down the zipper. She pulls your cock out to plain sight and you feel shy all of a sudden, even though you’re blindfolded.

You can hear her ripping the package open and feel her cold hands putting the condom on you. Without any warning she lowered herself on you and suddenly you feel sick and dirty. But you have no time to think, no time to condemn yourself because right now you are a real man. You like tits and pussy and you’re riding to hell between those thighs.

She is sliding up and down your cock faster and faster and all your thoughts and worries are wiped out. Your pulse is rising and your temples are burning and release would be the greatest gift to mankind. Your hands are grabbing whatever you can find - tits, ass, shoulder blades, whatever- to just hold on.

You’re ready to blow but suddenly she stops. You open your eyes to try and see what is going on but the blindfold only lets you see her silhouette. You wait and she waits. What is she waiting for?

A hot and heavy breath against your ears jolts you back to reality. You can smell his aftershave mixed with the perfume. The way his mouth moves and how it touches your ear sends shivers down to the base of your spine. This turns you on more than this girl could ever do. And even with her still inside you, you can feel your cock grow harder.

“If you think fucking her will save you from hell, then I pity you. I know you, and I know you don't give a good goddamn about redemption.”

You yank off the blindfold and twist your neck to see him glaring down at you. You give the girl a tight squeeze in the ass and she resumes what you paid her to do. You use your unoccupied hand to pull her head down to your level.

“Take it nice and slow. Give this mister a nice show.”

Before she can really start moving again he puts on both the girl’s and your shoulder. “Enough is enough. Just pay the girl and get going. I don’t have time for your monkey business... We'll be late for-”

She hastily lifts herself off you and grabs the cash from his hand. You are trying very hard to put your dick back into your pants and zip yourself up, but your hands are shaking and you’re still painfully hard.

You follow him down the dark hallway and up the stairs and mentally say goodbye to the place, or at least until next time. A blast of cold air hits you in full force when you step out of the street and suddenly you’re shivering. Without warning, you are yanked into one of the small alleys that you always pass by when you go to the Puscifer.

He whispers in your ear, “Let’s get your problem dealt with.”

You just stand there frozen while he undoes your pants. You see him kneel down onto the dirty ground and the rest is history. You make a mental note to yourself to piss him off more often (when he's not fucking his wife) so he’ll blow you like this in a dark alleyway. (oh you're going straight down to hell.)

The lyrics (bolded = used):

Puscifer - REV 22:20

Don't be aroused
By my confession
Unless you don't give a good goddamn about redemption
I know
Christ is coming
And so am I
You would too if the sexy devil caught your eye
She'll suck you dry
Soon you'll cry
To be back in her bosom
To do it again
She'll make you weep
And moan and cry
To be back in her bosom
To do it again
Pray - shall I go blind?
Pray - cos nobody ever survives
Praying to stay in your arms
Just until I can die a little longer
Saviors and saints
Devils and demons alike
She'll eat you alive
Jesus is risen
It's no surprise
Even he would
Martyr his momma
To ride to hell between those thighs
The pressure is building
At the base of my spine
If I gotta sin to see her again
Then I'm gonna lie and lie and lie
She'll make you cry
I'll sell my soul
To be back in your bosom
And gladly help
Please suck me dry
And still you'll cry
To be back in her bosom
Do it again
Pray - shall I go blind?
Pray - cos nobody ever survives
Praying to stay in your arms
Just until I can die a little longer
Saviors and saints
Devils and demons alike
She'll eat you alive
My pulse has been rising
My temples are burning
The pressure is so overwhelming and building
So steady and heavy
I'm ready to blow
She waits, what is she waiting for?
Pray - shall I go blind?
Pray - cos nobody ever survives
Praying to stay in your arms
Just until I can die a little longer
Saviors and saints
Devils and demons alike
She'll eat you alive

#fandom, pairing: alex rodriguez/derek jeter, comm: fanfic100, fandom: baseball, fiction, comm: sslyricwheel

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