Ficlet: Kinky (1/1)
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Title/Prompt: "Kinky" from the 28-fics-meme (30 actually)
Pairing: Orlando/Eric for
astrojen
Author:
salixbabylon
Rating: R for kink
Word Count: 341
Disclaimer: Complete fiction. I am implying nothing about the real sexual preferences of the actors herein. Absolutely no disrespect is meant to them.
Ropes crossed Eric's wide torso, geometric shapes framing perfectly formed pecs and lats. The aesthetics were lovely; that shibari was also practical was an extra bonus.
He shifted slightly, feeling the ropes bite into his skin, abrading it. Orlando was so good at this: they were tight enough to leave lines, patterns that would last for a few hours. Tight enough to struggle against, even a big man like Eric, and not be able to get free. Not have to hold himself in check.
Alone in the room (but probably observed), he thrashed around. Just for the pleasure of it. The embrace was firm and comforting. Not to mention arousing as hell.
By the time Orlando returned, standing in front of him encased in the midnight leather trousers that Eric knew by smell, Eric would already be flying. Orlando's voice would sound distant, far off, like nothing to be concerned with. Of course Orlando could make him focus, and would.
Eric was never sure if he liked being called back into his body, jarred into it with the pain of nipple clamps, pinches, and slaps. Leaving his dark, dreamy shadow world of peace to come back to this one, even for the pleasure and pain Orlando twisted together for him so expertly.
Of course he liked it, loved it; the high at the end made this anticipatory one feel like nothing in comparison. Still, he appreciated being given these moments to float, to drift, to let go. It was a taste of what was to come, at the end.
After the torment.
Early on, he had spent this time anticipating, waiting to see what would come next. Fretting. Worrying. Working himself into a state, praying for Orlando to come back to him. To not leave him here. Alone. Afraid.
Now, Eric knew he had nothing to fear. Orlando would come back and would do whatever he wanted to Eric's body. It would be exquisite and possibly agonizing.
Cradled in the ropes, Eric knew peace and serenity as he waited. Patient.
Surrendering.
~end~
Pairing: Orlando/Eric for
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Rating: R for kink
Word Count: 341
Disclaimer: Complete fiction. I am implying nothing about the real sexual preferences of the actors herein. Absolutely no disrespect is meant to them.
Ropes crossed Eric's wide torso, geometric shapes framing perfectly formed pecs and lats. The aesthetics were lovely; that shibari was also practical was an extra bonus.
He shifted slightly, feeling the ropes bite into his skin, abrading it. Orlando was so good at this: they were tight enough to leave lines, patterns that would last for a few hours. Tight enough to struggle against, even a big man like Eric, and not be able to get free. Not have to hold himself in check.
Alone in the room (but probably observed), he thrashed around. Just for the pleasure of it. The embrace was firm and comforting. Not to mention arousing as hell.
By the time Orlando returned, standing in front of him encased in the midnight leather trousers that Eric knew by smell, Eric would already be flying. Orlando's voice would sound distant, far off, like nothing to be concerned with. Of course Orlando could make him focus, and would.
Eric was never sure if he liked being called back into his body, jarred into it with the pain of nipple clamps, pinches, and slaps. Leaving his dark, dreamy shadow world of peace to come back to this one, even for the pleasure and pain Orlando twisted together for him so expertly.
Of course he liked it, loved it; the high at the end made this anticipatory one feel like nothing in comparison. Still, he appreciated being given these moments to float, to drift, to let go. It was a taste of what was to come, at the end.
After the torment.
Early on, he had spent this time anticipating, waiting to see what would come next. Fretting. Worrying. Working himself into a state, praying for Orlando to come back to him. To not leave him here. Alone. Afraid.
Now, Eric knew he had nothing to fear. Orlando would come back and would do whatever he wanted to Eric's body. It would be exquisite and possibly agonizing.
Cradled in the ropes, Eric knew peace and serenity as he waited. Patient.
Surrendering.
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Date: 2006-06-21 01:04 am (UTC)fucking HOT!
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Date: 2006-06-21 06:51 pm (UTC)Oh please. I can't take credit for all that. ;)
Glad you liked - it was fun making it hot but not explicit.
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Date: 2006-06-21 01:42 am (UTC)The way you use words to bring us into Eric's headspace, let us feel the underlying tension of his anticipation, yet also feel his surrender to the security the ropes provide is just fantastic.
*shiver*
Now I just wanna know what happens when the door opens and he smells those midnight leather pants....
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Date: 2006-06-21 06:54 pm (UTC)I'm sure Orlando's leather will end up tongue-bathed at some point, in particular areas, don't you think? ;)
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Date: 2006-06-21 01:57 am (UTC)Miss you and I have a gazillion people who are dying to meet you.
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Date: 2006-06-21 06:55 pm (UTC)*smooch* Miss you too.
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Date: 2006-06-21 02:29 am (UTC)And thank you for writing Orli as the top; more people need to do this.
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Date: 2006-06-21 07:03 pm (UTC)Orli as a top = I figure if I can do it, so can he. ;)
(Dunno if you've read it, but
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Date: 2006-06-21 02:31 am (UTC)This is so wonderful and sexy and hot... I love the thoughts running through Eric's head. He slight fear, his complete trust and his love and desire!
Damn this is just wonderful!
I also love that whole ...encased in the midnight leather trousers that Eric knew by smell...
*whimper*
THANK YOU!!!!
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Date: 2006-06-21 07:05 pm (UTC)And *blush* I'm glad you liked this one so much, that so much came through from Eric's headspace. *smooch*
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Date: 2006-06-21 07:08 am (UTC)This is just so beautiful. I love the way you describe that floaty space. The fact that Orlando keeps giving Eric those moments even though (and possibly because) Eric isn't scared anymore just makes my heart melt. What an amazing thing to do for a person.
~Susan
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Date: 2006-06-21 07:08 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-06-21 09:11 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-06-21 07:10 pm (UTC)I do love to render you speechless. :)
I suspect that Orli, like most doms, is fairly possessive of his sub. And if *I* had Eric all tied up like that, I doubt I'd be in the mood to share, either - would you? ;)
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Date: 2006-06-21 10:27 pm (UTC)And no, I wouldn't want to share... Unless they asked very nicely and I was there and... *wanders off into fantasy-land*
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Date: 2006-06-21 11:58 am (UTC)Glad Eric got over his insecurities . . . everything comes to he who waits!!
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Date: 2006-06-21 07:14 pm (UTC)Being patient is something Eric is much better at than I am - if I were waiting for Orlando in leather, I'd either be a big puddle of goo or a twitching mess. ;)
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Date: 2006-06-21 03:44 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-06-21 07:18 pm (UTC)Thank you! Had a weird Midsummer Night's Eve, and am hoping to have a little celebration tonight to get ready for the second half of the year. What about you?
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Date: 2006-06-21 07:23 pm (UTC)Did laundry. I suppose that could qualify as a cleansing. A much needed cleansing. sigh.
Trying to get some friends together for something tonight, but may end up solitary. Solitary by Lake Michigan isn't so bad, tho.
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Date: 2006-06-22 05:25 pm (UTC)My coven did a small thing, letting go of the things that hold you back. Our focus was on the Hero's Quest aspect of starting the 2nd part of the year, so we made crowns and had a drink from the "holy grail." It was fun - I never think to do things like that on my own. I'm so in awe of solitaries. :)
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Date: 2006-06-22 05:58 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-06-21 07:22 pm (UTC)Jen ;->
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Date: 2006-06-22 05:30 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-06-24 01:40 pm (UTC)Greetings from Spain btw...the hotel has net access. Yippee!
Jen ;->