sour_louise (sour_louise) wrote in kinkfest, @ 2008-11-10 18:25:00 |
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Entry tags: | a: sour_louise, f: numb3rs, november 01, p: colby/don |
Forces Of Nature, Numb3rs, (Don/Colby)
This was supposed to be for November 1 so it's horribly horribly late, for which I apologise.
Title: Forces Of Nature
Author/Artist: sour_louise
Rating: NC-17
Prompt: Gravitate to me, rimming
Word count: 263
Don is like the sun, like a force of nature. Colby can feel himself circling, watching. When they're in the same room, even a room as big as the bull pen, it's as if Don is inside him, in his head. The prickly awareness of simply knowing that Don is close distracts and disturbs him, needles at his every thought and action.
Don takes him to heights he'd never even dreamed existed, planes of pleasure that feel like another place entirely, another planet, perhaps, a parallel universe where every last thing Colby's ever been sure of is turned upside down and shown to be false, a mere facade.
Filthy mutterings fall from Don's mouth like sacred chants, prayers murmured into every crevice of Colby's body, places that make him blush painted wet and hot with Don's words.
He's on his knees, his face pressed against the bed, arms outstretched, ass in the air, begging, maybe even crying a little as Don licks him slowly, languorously, his tongue flat and warm over and around Colby's hole.
"Please," he says. "Please. More." Don only hums with enjoyment at his impatience and the vibrations make Colby cry out.
This is what Don does to him, takes him apart piece by piece, transforms him into nothing, makes him cease to exist. He's merely a bundle of nerve endings, sensations are all that remain. Raw and wanting, needy and desperate.
Don waits till Colby is broken down, then picks him up, makes him whole again.
"Please," says Colby, again.
He needs this.
He can't wait.