FIC: Love (EM/EB, PG-13), for ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
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Oct. 23rd, 2006 02:08 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
salixbabylonTitle: Love
Author:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
salixbabylon
Fandom: RPS
Characters: Ewan McGregor/Eric Bana
Prompt: 17. Anal Plugs
Word Count: 275
Rating: PG-13
Author's Notes: Ewan loves what Eric does to him.
Love
Ewan couldn't help it. He was wriggling like a puppy, like a speed freak who needed a fix, like a little kid who needed to pee. Or like a man with an anal plug up his arse who needed to get fucked and get fucked right NOW.
It had been a bloody long day.
A nice day – some sight-seeing, a group tour to a waterfall, snogging in semi-public places, around corners from where someone might see them, almost dangerous but not really. Eric giving him that innocent look whenever Ewan would shift or wiggle or pull at the front of his sweatshirt to make sure it covered his erection whenever he got fully hard. By the end of the day the sweatshirt had to be tied around his hips because he was sure he'd leaked enough to make a wet spot on his jeans like some teenager. The ache in his balls was unbelievable.
His mental tirade against Eric for making him wear this thing all day, and on a day with active hiking too, was endless and scathing and wholly insincere. Ewan loved it. Loved feeling the silicone plug stretching and filling his greedy little hole all day, loved knowing that Eric knew it was there, knew how hard Ewan's cock was, knew how fucking needy he was.
Loved feeling owned. Loved knowing he was going to get fucked raw the moment the door closed behind them when they got back to the hotel. Or even just in the car, if it was dark enough or the parking area was sufficiently deserted.
Ewan loved it.
But he'd still make Eric pay for it tomorrow.
~end~
Author:
salixbabylonFandom: RPS
Characters: Ewan McGregor/Eric Bana
Prompt: 17. Anal Plugs
Word Count: 275
Rating: PG-13
Author's Notes: Ewan loves what Eric does to him.
Ewan couldn't help it. He was wriggling like a puppy, like a speed freak who needed a fix, like a little kid who needed to pee. Or like a man with an anal plug up his arse who needed to get fucked and get fucked right NOW.
It had been a bloody long day.
A nice day – some sight-seeing, a group tour to a waterfall, snogging in semi-public places, around corners from where someone might see them, almost dangerous but not really. Eric giving him that innocent look whenever Ewan would shift or wiggle or pull at the front of his sweatshirt to make sure it covered his erection whenever he got fully hard. By the end of the day the sweatshirt had to be tied around his hips because he was sure he'd leaked enough to make a wet spot on his jeans like some teenager. The ache in his balls was unbelievable.
His mental tirade against Eric for making him wear this thing all day, and on a day with active hiking too, was endless and scathing and wholly insincere. Ewan loved it. Loved feeling the silicone plug stretching and filling his greedy little hole all day, loved knowing that Eric knew it was there, knew how hard Ewan's cock was, knew how fucking needy he was.
Loved feeling owned. Loved knowing he was going to get fucked raw the moment the door closed behind them when they got back to the hotel. Or even just in the car, if it was dark enough or the parking area was sufficiently deserted.
Ewan loved it.
But he'd still make Eric pay for it tomorrow.
