Agent Fox Mulder (i_want_2) wrote in multi_fiction, @ 2009-03-30 03:21:00 |
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Entry tags: | magnificent 7, rated: explicit, slash |
Fic: A Matter Of Currency 1/1 The Magnificent Seven
Title: A Matter Of Currency.
Author: Lopaka Tanu
Disclaimer: I do not own Magnificent Seven.
Characters: Ezra, Vin.
Words: 789
Prompt: SFulton's Christmas Fic.
Fandom: Magnificent Seven
Pairing: Ezra/Vin
Rating: Adult
Warnings: Language, Sexual Act.
Summary: Ezra gets a taste of the merchandise.
Author's Note: In an alternate Pilot, Ezra hires himself a beautiful whore.
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"Just a sample." The husky voice echoed in the dim horse stall. "Then you can say yes or no."
"Fair enough." Pressed back against the stall, Ezra let his head fall back. The devilish mouth latched on to his throat was busy working its way down to his collar. Things were moving too fast, but he felt no compunction to slow them down.
A growl came from around his chest as deft fingers tugged on his belt. Cool air made him shiver as his cock was freed. Mr. Tanner certainly knew how to get the job done. Given the stated price, he was doing wonderfully.
Ezra even considered giving him a tip for this.
Dropping to his knees, Vin buried his face in the front of Ezra's fancy underwear. His teeth worked over the straining erection, tugging on the cloth when he pulled back. Setting to work on it again, he took the head of the man's erection completely in his mouth, cloth and all.
With a gasp, Ezra shoved a fist in his mouth. His knees threatened to give out as more of his cock was sucked in to the silky heat. The man knew exactly what he was doing, making it obvious that Ezra had judged correctly. He longed to set his hand in those tangled locks, but knew better.
Human teeth, while not razor sharp, were still dangerous.
Growling in the back of his throat, Vin worked the rest of Ezra's cock in to his mouth. Feeling the man tense against him, he grinned around the thickness. He began to hum to himself, bracing for what would happen next.
Ezra bit his finger, eyes clenched shut as he shuddered through his release. Bending forward as that sinful mouth worked the spurts from his body, he had to place a steadying hand upon the kneeling man's shoulder to brace himself. His breath was ragged as he lost the last of his seed down Vin's throat.
Vin sucked on him twice more before he let the softening cock slip from his mouth. Licking his bruised lips, he took a deep breath and looked up at Ezra. He couldn't keep the hopeful expression off his face. "Worth the price?"
"Oh, most certainly." Patting Vin's shoulder with his other hand, Ezra tried to catch his breath. There was nothing more thrilling than finding an exquisitely skilled mouth. "I believe this demonstration more than satisfies."
Chuckling, Vin kissed Ezra's cock one last time. With a wistful smile, he helped tuck the dazed man back in to his pants. "How long you wantin my services?" When their was no response, he sighed. It was a soft touch on his cheek that made him look up. "Yeah?"
"I do not believe that I will soon grow tired of your skills." His fingers slid around the back of Vin's head, pulling him against his body, Ezra closed his eyes.
Vin wasn't quite sure if that was a good thing. Still, work was work. He took a steadying breath. Time to negotiate "Can I have my own room?"
Snorting, Ezra shook his head. "No." His fingers twirled in the kneeling man's hair. "My bed is to never be cold."
This time, Vin's sigh was audible in the barn. So much for getting a night off. It could be worse, he could be enslaved by that Wickes bastard. "Aside from five bucks a week, what'll I get?"
"Clothes, food, a warm bed, and the joy of my company." Ezra pushed his hat back in to place. His body had calmed down, but he was still pleasantly blissed. "There is one more stipulation."
Vin froze. Here it came. There was always a snag.
"You are to keep a low profile. While neither of us is advertising, I do not wish it known we are associated. If word were to spread of our bargain, neither of us would survive past sun down." His hand tightened once more in Vin's hair. Ezra could not control himself, something about it begged to be touched. "In fact, I suggest you gather your possessions, be prepared to depart soon. I do not care for the scum this town seems to attract."
"What about you? Ya came to town." Vin could have kicked himself. It was stupid, but he hadn't ever been able to keep himself from making comments. He had the marks to prove that.
Instead of getting angry, Ezra merely chuckled. "As I stated, be prepared to leave."
"All right." One last kiss to Ezra's stomach, and then Vin stood up. He stopped to stare the other man in the eyes. "Ya won't regret this, Ezra, I promise."
"Believe me." Reaching up, Ezra cupped the younger man's cheek. "Neither will you."
THE END.............................