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surranndie) wrote2008-03-12 06:52 pm
surranndie) wrote2008-03-12 06:52 pm
Tin Man drabble requests 2.0
I'm bored and restless. In the beginning stages of another epic Cain/Glitch story but far too fussy to focus on that alone.
Bring on the requests! Same limits apply as last time: Cain/Glitch or Ambrose/Cain; please no deathfic (at least not perma-death), bloodplay, etc. I'm pretty vanilla in my abilities! Make requests in the comments and I'll do my best to give you something for your time.
Bring on the requests! Same limits apply as last time: Cain/Glitch or Ambrose/Cain; please no deathfic (at least not perma-death), bloodplay, etc. I'm pretty vanilla in my abilities! Make requests in the comments and I'll do my best to give you something for your time.
Time for some shameless smut!
He hated paperwork and for a tiny fleeting moment remembered that there had been no forms to sign when he was in the tin suit. But then he recalled why that was a terrible thought and scratched his neck.
The tedium of the day was blessedly saved by Glitch bounding into the room and shoving the door closed behind him, latching the lock with one hand behind his back.
Cain raised an eyebrow. "To what do I owe this honor?"
Glitch grinned and waved his hand abstractly through the air. "Oh, you know. Minor fire incident in my lab, letting the smoke air out. I thought I would come see how your day was going."
With a bark of appalled laughter, Cain leaned back in his chair, tossing his pen down. "Only you, Sweetheart," he shook his head.
Gliding across the room in his usual elegant way, Glitch sidled up behind the seated cop and slid his arms down across leather. He nuzzled his chin against Cain's ear and gave a happy little purr. "Need a little distraction, Tin Man?"
Cain closed his eyes and a surprised gasp escaped when he felt a warm, nimble hand move down and cup between his legs, kneading slowly and making him hard. He tilted his head back and let Glitch capture his lips in a deep, slow kiss. One hand snaked up and wrapped around Glitch's neck, holding him there.
Breaking away reluctantly, Glitch made his way around the chair and gracefully knelt between Cain's legs. Cain watched as Glitch grinned up at him, then set to work unfastening the officer's pants.
Getting the idea very quickly and with an embarrassing amount of enthusiasm, Cain lifted up to tug his pants down just enough to expose his erection. He gave a pathetic sound when he saw Glitch lean in, taking Cain in his mouth without warning.
Grabbing the edge of the desk with one hand and resting the other on the back of Glitch's neck, Cain could feel nothing but the warm, slick slide of the mouth surrounding him. He let his head fall back and his hips jerked on their own. The hot skin under his hand moved rhythmically, speeding up and slowing down teasingly.
His hand clutched desperately at both the desk and Glitch as he felt his stomach tighten with hot need. "Glitch," he panted sharply in warning, moving his hand to grip the advisor's shoulder. Glitch didn't pull away, but sped up his movement until Cain couldn't hold back and he bit his lip when he came.
Several breathless moments passed before he could raise his head. Glitch was resting his forehead against Cain's thigh when he looked down. Cain slipped his hands under Glitch's arms and pulled. "Come up here."
"Yes, sir," Glitch complied playfully and stood, straddled Cain's legs and settled down on strong thighs. Cain reached between them and found that Glitch had already gotten his pants open. He shivered at the thought of Glitch touching himself while giving Cain pleasure.
Working his hand into Glitch's pants, he took the hard cock in his palm and stroked it in a familiar rhythm. Glitch squirmed against him and wrapped his arms around Cain's neck.
Glitch leaned into the kiss with wanton grace, biting and pushing against his lover with reckless agility. He released a sharp moan into Cain's mouth when he felt warm, welcome fingers dip into the back of his trousers, slipping down to touch him with intimate knowledge. One blunt fingertip pushed into him and his restraint was shattered.
Adding his own hand to the one Cain had stroking him, Glitch inhaled sharply and dropped his head against Cain's shoulder, shuddering and moaning through his release.
Panting harshly into the damp fabric of Cain's jacket. Glitch took several minutes to regain the ability to speak. Without lifting his head, he asked, "Are you almost done with today's work?"
Cain, one hand still smoothing slowly over Glitch's bare back under the layers of shirts, grunted. "Screw the paperwork, let's go to bed."
Re: Time for some shameless smut!
Cain realizing what Glitch had in mind and accepting it “with an embarrassing amount of enthusiasm” was hilarious, as was the fact Glitch was there because he was waiting for the smoke to air out of his lab!
Oh, and I have to mention this because it was so vivid: Panting harshly into the damp fabric of Cain's jacket
And Cain pulling him up onto his lap for a little reciprocation- *adores Cain’s sense of fairness*
A gorgeously intimate drabble, thank you!
I’ve enjoyed the ones previous to this, too, particularly Cain saying to Ambrose:
"If you can tell me, you can tell the world."
And the revelation that Ambrose was the one who had pinned on his star.
The one you wrote for truthwritaslies was a.m.a.z.i.n.g. This phrase:
and ravaged his private machine.
Coupled with the twist at the end with Raw! Very unique!
Re: Time for some shameless smut!
Re: Time for some shameless smut!
Re: Time for some shameless smut!