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QAF ANNIVERSARY GALA
Title: This Time
Author: frantic_quest
Timeframe: post-513
Word Count: eight 100 word drabbles
Author's Note: The first drabble was originally posted to qaf_drabbles for the duffel bag prompt. For our anniversary celebration, I fleshed it out and made it a porny post-513 drabble series.
I
He left his duffel bag behind when he went to New York.
I bought him Prada’s red leather luggage instead.
I had the matching set in blue.
He left his duffel bag on the top shelf of my closet.
I guess it was supposed to prove that this time things were different.
The first time I went to visit him in the city; I brought it with me and tossed it at his feet.
He smiled. “Is it still full of my fucking underwear?”
I opened it wordlessly. He immediately spied the ring box.
This time it was for forever.
II
He knelt by the bag and let his fingers slide across the smooth black surface of the ring box thoughtfully.
He looked up at me curiously, and the weight of his knowing gaze made me shift uneasily.
His expression turned playful, which usually meant he had found a fucking point of reference in his Brian Kinney Operating Manual, the book I wasn’t supposed to know existed.
He quickly stood up, ring box firmly in hand, and pressed a fleeting kiss upon my smirking lips.
“Well, this is rather sudden, isn’t it? Did I knock you up before I left Pittsburgh?”
III
Luckily for him, I was feeling generous and thoroughly horny, but I would have plenty of time to punish the lad later.
“Marrying me is the least you can do, since I’m now apparently impregnated with your spawn.” I invaded his personal space, pushing his back to the nearest wall, grinding my cock against his in welcome.
He snaked his arms around my neck, ring box still clutched in his hand as he claimed my lips, his tongue instantly searching hungrily for mine.
“I’ll make an honest man out of you.” he panted. “But I get to name the baby.”
IV
I slid my hands between us, unbuttoning his jeans, and reaching inside to stroke his smooth, hard length. “Fuck that!” I whispered, “You named the last baby.”
He moaned as my finger caressed his slit, and spread the pre-cum across the tip. “But I’m really good at picking names.” He was threading his fingers through my hair, and taking tiny bites along my throat.
“Gus.” Bite.
“Kinnetik.” Bite.
“Bri-tin.” Bite and lick. Little fucker.
“Twat.” I grunted, arching my neck back to give him more complete access.
“Do you think the baby will have my eyes?”
His ass was mine.
V
I flipped him so he was facing the wall, sliding his pants below his fine ass, smoothing my palms across his cheeks.
“Enough talk about babies.” I whispered as I licked his ear, “It’s making my dick limp.”
He let out a husky laugh and pushed his ass back against me. “Well, we can’t have that. Better hurry up and fuck me.”
I smacked his ass smartly, and raised his arms over his head, capturing his wrists with one hand, and grabbing a condom from my pocket with the other.
I tapped the ring box. “Consider this our engagement fuck.”
VI
Neither one of us was waiting for lube, so I improvised with a rim job. It had been too long since I’d had a chance to eat his ass, and I was drooling before my knees hit the floor.
He slammed his hands against the wall, calling out my name as the point of my tongue breached his hot hole.
I sheathed my throbbing cock while I tongue-fucked him, and when he shakily flipped open the ring box, I stood up and started to push my way inside him.
I took his ring as my balls slapped against his ass.
VII
“Put it on me.” He turned his head and our eyes locked. I started thrusting harder and faster, my cock in his ass the only thing that had felt right since he left Pittsburgh.
He held his hand out to me, moaning my name as I grabbed his ring finger and slipped the wedding band into place.
He took my ring and tossed the box aside, capturing my hand and slipping the band on. He placed his palm flat on the wall, and I pressed my hand next to his, our eyes watching the matched set shining in the sunlight.
VIII
“I do!” he gasped out as his come splashed against the wall.
“I fucking do, too!” I moaned, and I came deep inside his ass, his muscles grabbing and massaging me as I continued to shoot my load.
We stood like that until our breathing slowed, than he turned to me and grinned.
“It’s official this time.” He wrapped his arms around me and rested his head on my shoulder. I hugged him closer and waited for him to finish his thought. “In our non-defined, non-conventional way, we are now joined forever.”
I kissed him and whispered, “I love you.”