vamphile (vamphile) wrote in qaf_drabbles, @ 2008-07-09 13:28:00 |
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Entry tags: | author: vamphile, challenge #73: rimming |
challenge #73: rimming
Title: Bedtime Story
Author: Vamphile
Timeline: Post-513 Raw!verse
Condom(s): 6 to Brian
When Justin finished fucking Brian, Brian still hadn’t come. Justin didn’t even pretend he hadn’t planned it that way. He pulled out slowly; watching Brian respond to the feeling of Justin’s come leaking out of him. Justin smiled and kissed Brian’s stomach ignoring his cock for the moment as he pushed at Brian’s thighs, delving between them and licking the warm, sticky, saltiness from between Brian’s spread cheeks. Brian’s hands tangled in Justin’s hair and Justin’s mouth didn’t stop as he licked and sucked. He heard Brian groan and smiled. Brian’s hands moved from Justin’s hair to his own cock.
Justin looked up and grunted his displeasure. Brian was too far-gone to notice so Justin wrapped his hand over Brian’s and stilled the movement. Brian grunted his own displeasure but put his hands behind his head. Justin rewarded Brian by licking from the base of his shaft to the head and then moving back down again. His head moved lower, his tongue tracing Brian’s balls and then moving back to its primary target. Brian was relaxed and open in a way that only happened after Justin fucked him and Justin took advantage of that to press his tongue inside him.
***
Justin felt Brian’s hands in his hair again and knew that there was only so long Brian would hold out before it was just cruel. He crawled up Brian’s body, kissing him. “I want you inside me. I want to feel your come dripping out of me. I want to feel you licking your own come out of my ass.”
Brian groaned and grabbed the lube, slicking two fingers and pushing them almost roughly into Justin. Justin laughed and rode Brian’s fingers until he couldn’t bear it and needed something more. Holding Brian’s dick he sat down taking it deep.
***
Brian’s hands reached out for Justin’s and with their fingers entwined Justin rode him, leaning down occasionally to kiss him, or bite his ear. He whispered how much he loved the feel of Brian’s tongue in his ass. He squeezed his ass around Brian’s cock and spoke of the debauched way Brian looked when his face was covered in come and lube and they were both shaky from the intensity of their orgasm. He felt Brian squeeze his fingers, letting him know how close he was. Justin smiled and slammed down, hard, his own orgasm drawing his balls up tight.
***
Brian flooded him. He felt it fill him. Felt the hot wet sticky gush and the indescribably intimate feel of Brian softening inside him. Justin collapsed on Brian’s chest, kissing his jaw, his ear, any part of him he could find. He nibbled at Brian’s overly sensitized nipples and closed his eyes, content to stay like this until they both fell asleep. Brian ran a hand through his hair. Justin didn’t want to move yet. Brian had other plans and before Justin was aware of it, he was face down on the mattress and Brian’s tongue was up his ass.
***
Justin’s knees barely held him up. He fisted the sheets and was about to protest when Brian’s tongue pushed into him. He moaned and collapsed. Brian’s mouth followed and continued its gentle assault. Even after all these years Justin marveled at Brian’s tongue. It could be silver coated or rapier sharp, strong and hard or soft and gentle and he always knew exactly how to use it. Justin closed his eyes as Brian’s hands ran along the insides of his thighs. He slept.
Brian looked up. Justin was asleep. He lay next to him kissed his neck and slept peacefully.