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Fic: TBD: Answers (Tommy/Kevin)
Title: Answers
Fandom: The Black Donnellys
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wook77
Characters: Tommy/Kevin, canon-based mentions of Tommy/Jenny
Rating: Strong R
Warnings: Incest (see pairing)
Spoilers: All episodes
Word Count: ~1200
Summary: Tommy's tired of making Really Stupid Decisions. His vow lasts as long as it takes Kevin to touch him.
Author's notes: Follows after Questions. Written for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
slash_friday's Week 4 Prompt. Beta by ficlette and all remaining mistakes are my own.
Tommy's more confused now than ever. Jenny's twisting him into knots and Kevin's always watching. Add in Dokey and Nicky and he isn't sure if treading water is worth it anymore.
It's not like he has a safe place to go to relax. Home has Kevin and so does Jimmy's bar. The diner's got Jenny and her father who's suddenly decided the Donnelly brothers aren't welcome. School's out, Dokey's made sure of that.
Even church is out though he'd done that one his own. He'd barely been able to face the priest at Huey's funeral in the middle of a crowd let alone one-on-one in a confessional. He's not ready to admit that he'd kept his vow to God for less than a day.
He's left with nowhere to go and it's showing through the shitty decisions he's making. Stealing from Kate, though, that's the turning point, the last Really Shitty Decision. He makes a vow between him and God – no priest needed – that he'll stop and think before he acts. So when Jenny comes in and asks for him to give her some more time, he shuts her down and brushes her off.
While they're talking, he can see the way Kevin watches them. He sees the way Kevin grins when she leaves and he stays. The thing is - he doesn't brush her off for Kevin or for himself. He did it because he's pulled her into something that she shouldn't be in.
His vow's tested with Kevin, though. Kevin's always there and it doesn't help that Tommy's not so sure how to even bring up the subject. Somehow, "Hey, Kev, that kiss turned me on and you're fucking with my head," just doesn't seem entirely right.
Tommy and Kevin are out cleaning up one of Jimmy's messes a week or so after he'd shut down Jenny. They're also, fairly inconveniently, trapped between a dumpster and a wall as they try to wait out the asshole with the very large shotgun standing at the mouth of the alley. They guys yelling shit about how Jimmy's trying to take Louie Downtown's business and that he isn't going to pay up. Tommy's pissed at Jimmy for getting him into this mess but he's even more pissed at Kevin as Kevin leans further in, pressing closer so that they're lined up chest brushing chest and, Christ, dick to dick.
"Gonna fucking kill you!" the man yells from beyond the dumpster and Tommy can't think of a way out, not with Kevin staring at him, so close that features blur. One thing is crystal clear and that's the way their hearts are pounding. The decision's taken away from him when Kevin leans forward and barely brushes his lips against Tommy's. Tommy fists his hand into Kevin's hair and flips them, pushing Kevin against the wall as he devours that teasing mouth.
Their teeth clack against one another. Kevin's hands won't stop moving, they're all over Tommy's body from his hair to the small of his back, pushing up under his shirt and scoring his back with blunt nails. There's a rattling of a trashcan as it bounces down the alley but Tommy barely notices it when Kevin's hands push down into his jeans and then into his underwear to cup his ass. The motion brings their dicks closer and Tommy can feel Kevin's answering hardness with every breath he takes. Then they're too close for that and, instead, they're rocking together, still kissing though it's more teeth than tongues as Tommy's hands tighten in Kevin's hair.
"Fucking pricks! Fuck you! You tell Jimmy I'll kill him if he comes by again!" There's a crashing noise and then silence except for the panting as they pause.
He's making a Really Shitty Decision; one that he's sure is going to fuck his vow all to hell and back but it doesn't really matter as he's already made it. The vow lasted longer than the one he made to the priest so that's what matters, right?
"Screw it," he mutters as his teeth latch onto Kevin's lower lip and then he sucks it in, Kevin moaning at the sensation. Instead of continuing the kiss, he moves down Kevin's face, across his chin and then onto his neck. He bites where neck meets shoulder and Kevin keens and it's the best noise he's heard in a long time. The hands on his ass tighten their grip until they're pinching.
Tommy's thrusting into Kevin so hard that he's sure Kevin's ass is going to be bruised tomorrow from the brick wall.
"Christ, Tommy," Kevin moans and Tommy yanks shirt from pants and barely takes the time to undo Kevin's jeans before pushing them down.
Kevin's dick is different from his, longer and thinner. It feels odd in Tommy's hands. It's not at all like his own, which he'd been expecting though he's not going to be exploring why he was expecting anything when it comes to Kevin's dick. But it's not bad in the least. He strokes it like it's his own, though. His thumb stays on the vein along the underside as he pulls and he has to be doing something right because Kevin's head falls back and the pinch on his ass becomes painful. He can feel the gouge of Kevin's nails and knows that he's going to have some odd looking bruises later.
"Come on, Kev, why'm I doing all the work here?" he taunts as he grips the base of Kevin's dick and strokes it again.
"Fuck, Tommy," he almost whines but then he's shifting around until Tommy's cock is free of his jeans too.
It feels odd to have the calluses drifting across his dick but he doesn't stop to think about it too much because if he does, he'll remember how much of a Really Shitty Decision this is and why he shouldn't be giving his brother a handjob, let alone getting one too.
There's sweat trickling down his spine and into his crack as the sun beats down on them. They're rocking now as they both watch their dicks disappear into grips that might be a bit too tight or too loose or not enough. Tommy's not going to speak up, though, because that requires thinking.
He's the first to come, thrusting one last time into Kevin's grip. It takes a few more strokes, a recitation of, "come on, Kevin, let it go, come for me, Christ, come" before Kevin's coming too.
As he's catching his breath, he can't fake it anymore. He's just made a Really Shitty Decision. He's fucked his brother, literally, figuratively, doesn't matter which one. It's happened and now he's going to have to clean up a mess of his own making. Briefly, he wonders if this'll be a mess that he'll be cleaning up for the rest of his life like the hash he's made of Jimmy's.
He wipes Kevin's come off his hand onto his underwear before pushing himself back into his jeans and closing them up.
"Come on, he's gone, let's get out of here." He doesn't look back to see if Kevin follows him.
As always, I'd love to hear what you think! Concrit welcome!
Fandom: The Black Donnellys
Author:
wook77Characters: Tommy/Kevin, canon-based mentions of Tommy/Jenny
Rating: Strong R
Warnings: Incest (see pairing)
Spoilers: All episodes
Word Count: ~1200
Summary: Tommy's tired of making Really Stupid Decisions. His vow lasts as long as it takes Kevin to touch him.
Author's notes: Follows after Questions. Written for
slash_friday's Week 4 Prompt. Beta by ficlette and all remaining mistakes are my own.Tommy's more confused now than ever. Jenny's twisting him into knots and Kevin's always watching. Add in Dokey and Nicky and he isn't sure if treading water is worth it anymore.
It's not like he has a safe place to go to relax. Home has Kevin and so does Jimmy's bar. The diner's got Jenny and her father who's suddenly decided the Donnelly brothers aren't welcome. School's out, Dokey's made sure of that.
Even church is out though he'd done that one his own. He'd barely been able to face the priest at Huey's funeral in the middle of a crowd let alone one-on-one in a confessional. He's not ready to admit that he'd kept his vow to God for less than a day.
He's left with nowhere to go and it's showing through the shitty decisions he's making. Stealing from Kate, though, that's the turning point, the last Really Shitty Decision. He makes a vow between him and God – no priest needed – that he'll stop and think before he acts. So when Jenny comes in and asks for him to give her some more time, he shuts her down and brushes her off.
While they're talking, he can see the way Kevin watches them. He sees the way Kevin grins when she leaves and he stays. The thing is - he doesn't brush her off for Kevin or for himself. He did it because he's pulled her into something that she shouldn't be in.
His vow's tested with Kevin, though. Kevin's always there and it doesn't help that Tommy's not so sure how to even bring up the subject. Somehow, "Hey, Kev, that kiss turned me on and you're fucking with my head," just doesn't seem entirely right.
Tommy and Kevin are out cleaning up one of Jimmy's messes a week or so after he'd shut down Jenny. They're also, fairly inconveniently, trapped between a dumpster and a wall as they try to wait out the asshole with the very large shotgun standing at the mouth of the alley. They guys yelling shit about how Jimmy's trying to take Louie Downtown's business and that he isn't going to pay up. Tommy's pissed at Jimmy for getting him into this mess but he's even more pissed at Kevin as Kevin leans further in, pressing closer so that they're lined up chest brushing chest and, Christ, dick to dick.
"Gonna fucking kill you!" the man yells from beyond the dumpster and Tommy can't think of a way out, not with Kevin staring at him, so close that features blur. One thing is crystal clear and that's the way their hearts are pounding. The decision's taken away from him when Kevin leans forward and barely brushes his lips against Tommy's. Tommy fists his hand into Kevin's hair and flips them, pushing Kevin against the wall as he devours that teasing mouth.
Their teeth clack against one another. Kevin's hands won't stop moving, they're all over Tommy's body from his hair to the small of his back, pushing up under his shirt and scoring his back with blunt nails. There's a rattling of a trashcan as it bounces down the alley but Tommy barely notices it when Kevin's hands push down into his jeans and then into his underwear to cup his ass. The motion brings their dicks closer and Tommy can feel Kevin's answering hardness with every breath he takes. Then they're too close for that and, instead, they're rocking together, still kissing though it's more teeth than tongues as Tommy's hands tighten in Kevin's hair.
"Fucking pricks! Fuck you! You tell Jimmy I'll kill him if he comes by again!" There's a crashing noise and then silence except for the panting as they pause.
He's making a Really Shitty Decision; one that he's sure is going to fuck his vow all to hell and back but it doesn't really matter as he's already made it. The vow lasted longer than the one he made to the priest so that's what matters, right?
"Screw it," he mutters as his teeth latch onto Kevin's lower lip and then he sucks it in, Kevin moaning at the sensation. Instead of continuing the kiss, he moves down Kevin's face, across his chin and then onto his neck. He bites where neck meets shoulder and Kevin keens and it's the best noise he's heard in a long time. The hands on his ass tighten their grip until they're pinching.
Tommy's thrusting into Kevin so hard that he's sure Kevin's ass is going to be bruised tomorrow from the brick wall.
"Christ, Tommy," Kevin moans and Tommy yanks shirt from pants and barely takes the time to undo Kevin's jeans before pushing them down.
Kevin's dick is different from his, longer and thinner. It feels odd in Tommy's hands. It's not at all like his own, which he'd been expecting though he's not going to be exploring why he was expecting anything when it comes to Kevin's dick. But it's not bad in the least. He strokes it like it's his own, though. His thumb stays on the vein along the underside as he pulls and he has to be doing something right because Kevin's head falls back and the pinch on his ass becomes painful. He can feel the gouge of Kevin's nails and knows that he's going to have some odd looking bruises later.
"Come on, Kev, why'm I doing all the work here?" he taunts as he grips the base of Kevin's dick and strokes it again.
"Fuck, Tommy," he almost whines but then he's shifting around until Tommy's cock is free of his jeans too.
It feels odd to have the calluses drifting across his dick but he doesn't stop to think about it too much because if he does, he'll remember how much of a Really Shitty Decision this is and why he shouldn't be giving his brother a handjob, let alone getting one too.
There's sweat trickling down his spine and into his crack as the sun beats down on them. They're rocking now as they both watch their dicks disappear into grips that might be a bit too tight or too loose or not enough. Tommy's not going to speak up, though, because that requires thinking.
He's the first to come, thrusting one last time into Kevin's grip. It takes a few more strokes, a recitation of, "come on, Kevin, let it go, come for me, Christ, come" before Kevin's coming too.
As he's catching his breath, he can't fake it anymore. He's just made a Really Shitty Decision. He's fucked his brother, literally, figuratively, doesn't matter which one. It's happened and now he's going to have to clean up a mess of his own making. Briefly, he wonders if this'll be a mess that he'll be cleaning up for the rest of his life like the hash he's made of Jimmy's.
He wipes Kevin's come off his hand onto his underwear before pushing himself back into his jeans and closing them up.
"Come on, he's gone, let's get out of here." He doesn't look back to see if Kevin follows him.