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baroqueangel) wrote2012-06-27 12:35 pm
baroqueangel) wrote2012-06-27 12:35 pm
Drabble - Visiting Chuckles
Title: Visiting Chuckles
Pairing/Characters: Ed/Al
Rating: NC - 17
Warning: Cest smex
Words: 657
Summary: Ed and Al put on a show
A.N: Umm…I have no clue. Chuckles said she wasn’t getting out of bed, I said Ed and Al would join her, she said ‘if only...’ Umm…Al muse wanted to play, Ed muse wanted to play too, neither of them want to finish this essay, Roy muse is not amused. It was supposed to be something daft, it kind of morphed a little. Sorry about that.
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“Ed”
“What is it Al?”
“Chuckles isn’t getting out of bed, what should we do?”
“We should totally visit her Al, give her a reason to stay in bed”
“Ed, you’re so naughty, but I think it’s a fantastic idea”
*Both wander in to Chuckles’ bedroom and crawl onto the bottom of her bed*
“Do you want a show?”
*Chuckles nods*
“Ed, what kind of show should we give her?”
“The best kind Al”
*Ed grabs the front of Al’s shirt and pulls him into a deep kiss. Al gasps before closing his eyes, melting into the feel of his lips on Ed’s lips, Ed’s tongue parting his lips and entering his mouth. Ed’s tongue maps Al’s mouth, dances with Al’s tongue before finally pulling away so they can both breathe.
Al’s eyes are glazed, Ed’s eyes are mischievous, Chuckles’ eyes are wide open and staring with rapt attention.
Ed shifts forward, taking the lead, his hands run down the front of Al’s shirt, undoing buttons along the way before ripping the fabric from his body. Al shudders under the feel of fingers on skin before his eyes fly open as Ed’s hand slips below his trouser’s waistband and slides over the growing bulge in his boxers.
Al gasps, Chuckles gasps, Ed smirks.
Ed applies pressure and Al whimpers*
“Brother, please…”
“What, Al? What are you asking me?”
“Don’t tease, just fuck me”
“Your wish is my command”
*Ed wastes no time ripping Al’s trousers and boxers off. Al kneels, naked, at the end of Chuckles’ bed his cock dripping, his skin flushed red. Ed moves quickly, pushing Al down onto the bed, Chuckles shifting slightly to give them room but not leaving, she was too transfixed to leave. This was what she wanted. This was what she needed.
Ed’s hand pulls something from his pocket, a bottle of lube, slide & ride from Ann Summers. He’d been planning this, that was obvious. He pops the cap, pours some into his hand, drops the lidded bottle on the bed and gets started on Al.
He moves like lightning, not too fast though, Al needs to be stretched properly. One finger, two fingers, three fingers in. Stretch, rub, find the spot. Al cries out.*
“Found it”
*Ed sounds triumphant. The look in Ed’s eyes turns to not-even-remotely controlled lust. He quickly removes his fingers, wipes off his hand, undoes his jeans, and pushes them and his boxers down just enough to free his cock. It bounces proudly and Ed coats it in lube from the bottle he dropped. He moves into position. His cock poised at Al’s entrance.
Chuckles watches, waits, blushes.
He pushes in, slowly, carefully.
Al gasps, relaxes, allows the intrusion.
Chuckles gasps, tenses, watches the show.
Ed fills Al until he’s fully seated, he waits for permission to move, Al gives it. He pulls out, pushes in, pulls out, slams in.
Unconsciously, Chuckles’ breathing becomes in tune with the movements.
Al moans and writhes and screams out Ed’s name.
Ed moves and shifts and bites at Al’s skin, muttering terms of endearment into the pale flesh as he turns it red.
Time slows down, the bodies become one, gasps, moans, screams, muttering, flesh on flesh, slapping, gliding, sweating bodies, nails, teeth.
Chuckles watches it all, eyes glazing over, body responding.
Al and Ed get closer and closer, nearly at the point, at the brink, Ed hits that spot…*
“Fuck, Al!”
“Yes, Ed!”
They come together, Ed in Al, Al over his own abdomen and Ed’s hand which had somehow wrapped itself round Al’s cock.
Chuckles watched them collapse together on her bed, her breathing fast, her heart almost beating out of her chest*
“I’m going for a cold shower.”
*She looks at them both again, sweaty and covered in cum*
“A really cold shower”
“You want some company?”
“Ed!”
“A freezing cold shower!”
*She almost runs from the room, the bathroom not nearly close enough*
Pairing/Characters: Ed/Al
Rating: NC - 17
Warning: Cest smex
Words: 657
Summary: Ed and Al put on a show
A.N: Umm…I have no clue. Chuckles said she wasn’t getting out of bed, I said Ed and Al would join her, she said ‘if only...’ Umm…Al muse wanted to play, Ed muse wanted to play too, neither of them want to finish this essay, Roy muse is not amused. It was supposed to be something daft, it kind of morphed a little. Sorry about that.
For
evilchuckles :) <3~~~~~~
“Ed”
“What is it Al?”
“Chuckles isn’t getting out of bed, what should we do?”
“We should totally visit her Al, give her a reason to stay in bed”
“Ed, you’re so naughty, but I think it’s a fantastic idea”
*Both wander in to Chuckles’ bedroom and crawl onto the bottom of her bed*
“Do you want a show?”
*Chuckles nods*
“Ed, what kind of show should we give her?”
“The best kind Al”
*Ed grabs the front of Al’s shirt and pulls him into a deep kiss. Al gasps before closing his eyes, melting into the feel of his lips on Ed’s lips, Ed’s tongue parting his lips and entering his mouth. Ed’s tongue maps Al’s mouth, dances with Al’s tongue before finally pulling away so they can both breathe.
Al’s eyes are glazed, Ed’s eyes are mischievous, Chuckles’ eyes are wide open and staring with rapt attention.
Ed shifts forward, taking the lead, his hands run down the front of Al’s shirt, undoing buttons along the way before ripping the fabric from his body. Al shudders under the feel of fingers on skin before his eyes fly open as Ed’s hand slips below his trouser’s waistband and slides over the growing bulge in his boxers.
Al gasps, Chuckles gasps, Ed smirks.
Ed applies pressure and Al whimpers*
“Brother, please…”
“What, Al? What are you asking me?”
“Don’t tease, just fuck me”
“Your wish is my command”
*Ed wastes no time ripping Al’s trousers and boxers off. Al kneels, naked, at the end of Chuckles’ bed his cock dripping, his skin flushed red. Ed moves quickly, pushing Al down onto the bed, Chuckles shifting slightly to give them room but not leaving, she was too transfixed to leave. This was what she wanted. This was what she needed.
Ed’s hand pulls something from his pocket, a bottle of lube, slide & ride from Ann Summers. He’d been planning this, that was obvious. He pops the cap, pours some into his hand, drops the lidded bottle on the bed and gets started on Al.
He moves like lightning, not too fast though, Al needs to be stretched properly. One finger, two fingers, three fingers in. Stretch, rub, find the spot. Al cries out.*
“Found it”
*Ed sounds triumphant. The look in Ed’s eyes turns to not-even-remotely controlled lust. He quickly removes his fingers, wipes off his hand, undoes his jeans, and pushes them and his boxers down just enough to free his cock. It bounces proudly and Ed coats it in lube from the bottle he dropped. He moves into position. His cock poised at Al’s entrance.
Chuckles watches, waits, blushes.
He pushes in, slowly, carefully.
Al gasps, relaxes, allows the intrusion.
Chuckles gasps, tenses, watches the show.
Ed fills Al until he’s fully seated, he waits for permission to move, Al gives it. He pulls out, pushes in, pulls out, slams in.
Unconsciously, Chuckles’ breathing becomes in tune with the movements.
Al moans and writhes and screams out Ed’s name.
Ed moves and shifts and bites at Al’s skin, muttering terms of endearment into the pale flesh as he turns it red.
Time slows down, the bodies become one, gasps, moans, screams, muttering, flesh on flesh, slapping, gliding, sweating bodies, nails, teeth.
Chuckles watches it all, eyes glazing over, body responding.
Al and Ed get closer and closer, nearly at the point, at the brink, Ed hits that spot…*
“Fuck, Al!”
“Yes, Ed!”
They come together, Ed in Al, Al over his own abdomen and Ed’s hand which had somehow wrapped itself round Al’s cock.
Chuckles watched them collapse together on her bed, her breathing fast, her heart almost beating out of her chest*
“I’m going for a cold shower.”
*She looks at them both again, sweaty and covered in cum*
“A really cold shower”
“You want some company?”
“Ed!”
“A freezing cold shower!”
*She almost runs from the room, the bathroom not nearly close enough*
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I hardly know how to say thank you enough!
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Who is Chuckles? o.0
Other than that, mmmmmmmmmmmm this fic. <3
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That was such a hot and lovely show! :)
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