Dean Thomas/Unknown Male - Untitled
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wook77This was written for an application where I needed to come up with at least 500 words of smut. So, since I was applying for Dean Thomas, here is my smut for all of you to enjoy. As always, concrit welcomed.
Title: Untitled
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Dean Thomas/Unknown Male
Warnings: Crossdressing (I think I'm on a kick lately)
Summary: Dean Thomas focuses on his model rather than his sketchbook. Things get naughty after the model shifts his skirt wrong.
A/N: Concrit welcomed with open arms.
Dean Thomas focused on the model in front of him rather than his sketchbook. It was quite a picture, were he drawing. Instead, he watched as the model toyed with the hemline of the skirt, shifting it slightly.
"Could you please keep your hands in one place? Messing with the skirt like that might mess up my drawing." Inwardly smiling as the model moved back into position, Dean dropped the book and approached.
"You're in the wrong position, now. Here, let me place you." He ran his hands down the sides of the body in front of him, savoring the feel of the taut skin over muscle. With a little bit of pressure, Dean shifted the model just a bit to the side, maintaining a firm grasp on the hips. His smile expanded when he saw that his touch had the desired effect.
"We're going to have to do something about that." With a casual gesture, Dean reached under the skirt to cup the cock in front of him. "This is definitely messing up the lines of the skirt."
A groan answered him as he rubbed the silky fabric against that hard skin. Dean could feel his own erection burgeoning in response. Before his model could react, Dean dropped to his knees and sucked the prick into his mouth. It was wider than he'd thought, almost too wide for his mouth. To compensate, he opened his mouth wider and hollowed his cheeks as he sucked. With one hand grasping the bottom part of the prick he was tasting, Dean used his free hand to undo his trousers and pull his own length out.
He never tired of how good it felt to touch another person. It felt even better when his model thrust his hands into Dean's hair and started fucking his mouth. Dean allowed it as he continued to stroke and tease both himself and his partner.
Sliding his hand further back, Dean cupped his model's balls lightly, weighing them in his grasp. They were heavy and the feel of them brought him closer to the edge. Forcing down the urge to come, Dean popped one of his fingers into his mouth as he continued to let his mouth be fucked. Once it was wet, He rubbed the tip across his model's arsehole. The shattered groan that answered him encouraged Dean as he slowly slipped that wet finger into the hole. A gasp echoed around the room as Dean shifted his finger until a cry broke out above him.
It only took a couple of rubs against that spot before his model was shooting down Dean's throat. As he swallowed, Dean continued to tug at his own prick. When his model finished coming, Dean found himself pushed backwards to lie with his back on the floor. There were suddenly too many hands as the model shoved Dean's hand off his cock to tug at it instead. Another hand gripped behind Dean's left knee, pulling it up and away from his other leg. Dean felt a finger press against his lips. Mimicking his actions from before, he sucked it in. Before he could react, the finger pulled out of his mouth and was pressing against and then in to his body. It was far too much for Dean's senses and he came with a cry.
After he recovered, Dean noticed that his spunk was on the skirt of his model. A smile lit his lips as he said, "We'll have to start all over after we're both clean. Same time next week?"
Finally, please take a moment and take my poll about my next story. It's a two way tie at this point between a Deprecor follow-up and the next chapter of Voice in the Dark.
Title: Untitled
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Dean Thomas/Unknown Male
Warnings: Crossdressing (I think I'm on a kick lately)
Summary: Dean Thomas focuses on his model rather than his sketchbook. Things get naughty after the model shifts his skirt wrong.
A/N: Concrit welcomed with open arms.
Dean Thomas focused on the model in front of him rather than his sketchbook. It was quite a picture, were he drawing. Instead, he watched as the model toyed with the hemline of the skirt, shifting it slightly.
"Could you please keep your hands in one place? Messing with the skirt like that might mess up my drawing." Inwardly smiling as the model moved back into position, Dean dropped the book and approached.
"You're in the wrong position, now. Here, let me place you." He ran his hands down the sides of the body in front of him, savoring the feel of the taut skin over muscle. With a little bit of pressure, Dean shifted the model just a bit to the side, maintaining a firm grasp on the hips. His smile expanded when he saw that his touch had the desired effect.
"We're going to have to do something about that." With a casual gesture, Dean reached under the skirt to cup the cock in front of him. "This is definitely messing up the lines of the skirt."
A groan answered him as he rubbed the silky fabric against that hard skin. Dean could feel his own erection burgeoning in response. Before his model could react, Dean dropped to his knees and sucked the prick into his mouth. It was wider than he'd thought, almost too wide for his mouth. To compensate, he opened his mouth wider and hollowed his cheeks as he sucked. With one hand grasping the bottom part of the prick he was tasting, Dean used his free hand to undo his trousers and pull his own length out.
He never tired of how good it felt to touch another person. It felt even better when his model thrust his hands into Dean's hair and started fucking his mouth. Dean allowed it as he continued to stroke and tease both himself and his partner.
Sliding his hand further back, Dean cupped his model's balls lightly, weighing them in his grasp. They were heavy and the feel of them brought him closer to the edge. Forcing down the urge to come, Dean popped one of his fingers into his mouth as he continued to let his mouth be fucked. Once it was wet, He rubbed the tip across his model's arsehole. The shattered groan that answered him encouraged Dean as he slowly slipped that wet finger into the hole. A gasp echoed around the room as Dean shifted his finger until a cry broke out above him.
It only took a couple of rubs against that spot before his model was shooting down Dean's throat. As he swallowed, Dean continued to tug at his own prick. When his model finished coming, Dean found himself pushed backwards to lie with his back on the floor. There were suddenly too many hands as the model shoved Dean's hand off his cock to tug at it instead. Another hand gripped behind Dean's left knee, pulling it up and away from his other leg. Dean felt a finger press against his lips. Mimicking his actions from before, he sucked it in. Before he could react, the finger pulled out of his mouth and was pressing against and then in to his body. It was far too much for Dean's senses and he came with a cry.
After he recovered, Dean noticed that his spunk was on the skirt of his model. A smile lit his lips as he said, "We'll have to start all over after we're both clean. Same time next week?"
Finally, please take a moment and take my poll about my next story. It's a two way tie at this point between a Deprecor follow-up and the next chapter of Voice in the Dark.
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Date: 2006-02-10 12:25 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-02-11 12:20 am (UTC)I've applied for Dean Thomas at a couple of different RPGs, so we'll see how the application process goes. *crosses fingers*