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omg this sounds so good!!!!!
Hahaha, thank you, dear! Posted 😉
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Gale’s oral fixation + John’s big thighs 😍❤️🔥
Criminally hot 🔥 I had to write a drabble. This is set in my modern AU where they're postgrad students and best friends with benefits already in love with each other but scared to confess it.
Exam papers flutter on the desk of Gale's supervisor as the fragrant spring breeze swirls in through the open window. The Astrophysics department's small office smells like old bookshelves, leather and coffee, more comforting than the Business School's sterile ultramodern building. But John isn't here to examine the decor - he came to entertain Gale because he thought it was unfair that he had to be holed up inside, grading papers when the weather was so nice.
That, and because John wanted to kiss him.
It's all he can think about lately. His best friend's lips, their plump cushion under his own, the taste of them, soft skin between John's teeth. Given their amazing, perfect, completely causal agreement that they'd help each other out quick and easy if needed, he didn’t have any hangups about it. But he did think it would be weird to just ask to make out without an end goal, so he pretended to be horny as an excuse, even though he wasn't.
He just didn't count on Gale being the one who'd be too turned on to resist a quickie right where they could be caught anytime.
"Jesus Christ, Buck." John hisses in the rolling chair of Gale's supervisor, his hips twitching to thrust into Gale's hand. In the grip of Gale's pale fingers, he throbs with hot need, Gale's spit slicking his length to make the friction just right as Gale strokes him. "Warn a guy next time."
"Warn?" Gale asks, lust low in his voice. He’s kneeling between John's spread legs, halfway under the desk. With his free hand, he tugs John's trousers and boxers down to bare his thighs completely.
"We started this whole thing because you said it would be convenient. That we could have each other anytime, no strings attached." He presses his lips to John's right thigh and bites down gently, his teeth digging into John's muscle. "I want you now."
"Fuck." John breathes out, gripping the armrests. He needs to swallow the moans already pressing at his throat, the guttural, helpless noises he tends to make in Gale's bedroom, because they're one curious professor away from scandal. "Can we close the window at least?"
"Nah." Gale nuzzles his thigh again, the corner of his lips curling into a smile. "I know you'll be a good boy, John."
John throws his head back against the headrest. "I'm really not."
He feels the huff of Gale's laugh on his leg. "Yes, you are." Gale sucks on a strip of John's skin noisily until it colours pink, sensitive. His expression is pure bliss. "My good boy."
A surprised whimper escapes John's throat. "What?"
Gale freezes for a moment, as if caught, but he goes back to rubbing and kissing John's thigh a second later. "Nothing."
"I don’t know what came over you." John mumbles breathlessly, slouching in the chair to give Gale better access to his cock, to chase Gale's teasing hand. His own fingers find their way to Gale's blond hair and tug as Gale leaves a hard bite on the meat of his thigh to mirror his work on the other side.
When Gale bats his right hand away, he puts the left on Gale's head instead. Gale gives him an exasperated look, then sits back on his haunches to get away from his demanding touch. His eyes roam over John's body lazily, his fist still moving up and down.
"You didn't sit like that on purpose?"
"Hm." John hums, pushing into Gale's hand. The chair rolls back a little, so he tightens the cradle of his legs around Gale's torso to stay in place. "Like what?"
"Like you wanted your dick sucked."
John closes his eyes as a wave of heat rolls down from the top of his head to his toes. "You have an oral fixation, I swear."
"Uh-huh." Gale just hums, his entire focus on John's cock now. He strokes his left hand over the bruises he sucked into the meat of John's right thigh, then he cups John's balls.
"Ah, fuck. You don’t even deny it."
Gale looks up at him from under his lashes as he leans forward. His body warm between John's thighs, his lips glistening.
"Why deny it?" He shrugs and kisses the tip of John's cock. Closing his eyes, he runs his pink tongue up the underside of it to the head, catching the drops of moisture beading there slowly from the torturous pleasure he inflicts on John's body. When John grunts, Gale looks at him again. There’s a playful glint in his eyes. "Be a good boy now, Bucky."
John puts his right hand back on Gale's head and presses his left fist to his mouth as hot, warm suction slides down his length and pulls his pleasure right out of his soul. Shadows pass behind the opaque glass of the door opposite him, people walking down the corridor. The star charts on the walls mirror the stars he sees behind his eyes as Gale sucks him leisurely, without a care in the world. No one walks into Astrophysics at four p.m. on a Friday, right? John prays, and squeezes his eyes shut against the pleasure as he thrusts into Gale's mouth.
He's gonna cancel his plans of going out and take Gale home again tonight.
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Why the hell did I sign up for a class between 8 and 9.30 pm? What kind of demon possessed me and made me think it would be a good idea?
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#gale is so handsome in this outfit#in any outfit actually but that scarf makes it even better#gale cleven#benny demarco#curtis biddick#carnevol
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Can’t stop thinking about these…please hold the suffering boy
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4 or 15 or 30 or any one of the prompts that inspires you with little beasts cause I’m obsessed 😍❤️🔥
30. "Make me yours."
The rain stings his face, not cold because it's July, but a humid warmth that leaves him sodden and suffocated.
It is July, it is July again.
It has been a year of this thing between them, a year of Gale trying to beg and bargain and plead with his conscience. He'd lost sleep, lost weight, lost hours thinking about the curve of John's smile and the sound of his laugh.
The door opens and there stands the subject of his torment, shirtless and handsome and sleep mussed. it's 2PM but John was like that sometimes, sleeping at odd hours and rising with his moods.
John blinks at him. "Hi?"
Gale has just performed the last rights in the home of a dying man, ancient and wizened. He held the hands of the family as they thanked him for his service.
we're so lucky to have you Father. This town is so lucky.
We hope to have you for the decades to come.
years, decades, a lifetime of this over and over again. Caring for people but never really one of them, never more than the collar around his throat.
"Gale?"
Gale kisses him. Shoves him back inside the house with the force if his desire. John responds immediately, catches him in the cage of his arms automatically as he always had done.
"I need it." Gale gasps as John lays him down on the sleep-warm sheets of his bed. He was surrounded by the smell of him, covered by his body. "I need it."
John kisses down his body, slips two fingers inside Gale with just enough force to make it burn, works his prostate until Gale is fucking himself on John's fingers, face screwed up and eyes pricking with tears.
Loves the burn of it, loves the way it draws him outside of his title and throws him starkly and violently back into himself. Gale Cleven, Twenty-five years old. Just a man.
"make me yours."
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Thank you so much for the tag! 💕 It’s not Sunday anymore, but here's an excerpt from a smutty drabble I'm writing for @carnevol 😉
"You have an oral fixation, I swear."
"Uh-huh." Gale just hums, his entire focus on John's cock.
"You don’t even deny it."
Gale looks up at him from under his lashes as he leans forward. His body is warm between John's thighs.
"Why deny it?" He shrugs, kissing the tip of John's cock.
Tagging @r-catsby @hogans-heroes and @callumsgirl 😊
Seven(ish) Sentence Sunday
It's been a couple weeks since I had something to share - I've been playing around, trying to figure out what I want to write next, you know how it is. Anyway, here's a little something that might actually turn into something at this point.
Rule: Post seven sentences of your current WIP and tag other writer friends!
TW: referenced child abuse
“It’s Gale.” He swallows.
“Gale? I thought you were fighting in that dumb war they got going on? Did you decide it was too much work after all? You were always too much like your father.” Mary Cleven had never struck her son but her comments sometimes hurt more than when his father took the belt to his back. “You never knew what it meant to work hard for something.”
Tagging @swifty-fox @johnslittlespoon @avonne-writes @kjxlll @arokel
@teaforarteza @waitingforsols @bucking-mustangs-with-wings and whoever else wants to share a little something!
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It's hard to wake up from a nightmare if you aren't even asleep.
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god i wish i had the amount of stamina u did when it comes to writing. the amount of wips rotting in my google docs is insane
81,383 words in a month and a half...,,.
#I've just checked my own word count on ao3 and apparently it's also about 82k for mota 😯#that's where my weekends went i guess
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where did trauma primarily enter your body? this is the place to touch with love and respect. that is where to invite safety, peace and pleasure. in the case of shouting, gentle music. by sight, observe joyous art and nature. the skin, kind caresses and soft textures.
#subspace gale!!!#he needs all the healing touches and loving whispers and gentle care#i love this concept#gale in subspace
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wait ok do journalist bucky interviews dom gale and then his curiosity spikes and gale doms him?
Pretty much! except they also spend 4k debating the ethics of bdsm and negotiating boundaries because I'm a fucking loser who finds it really sexy to discuss kink
“So why are you writing an article on Professional Domination? Since you’re not even in the scene.”
“Aren’t I the interviewer here?” John asks, but it’s more playful than anything. He settles back in his chair and shrugs.
“Would you hate me if I said it was mostly for the paycheck?”
Gale nods, “No, but there are hundreds of other things people could write about.”
“I’ve got a friend who’s kinda into all this stuff,” John waves a hand “Not, like, professionally or anything. But I guess he got me curious. I don’t get it, and so I thought I’d try to explore it and see if I could find an answer.”
Tilting his head slightly, Gale regards him.
“I could show you?”
John blinks rapidly, feeling warmth shoot from his stomach right so his ears. He covers it with a slow confident smirk. “Propositioning me, Sir?”
He tacks on the Sir just to tease, but the way the other man’s gaze goes laser-focused makes him wonder if it maybe wasn’t such a playful move.
“Sex isn’t on the table. Like I said. But I could sit here all day trying to explain to you how it all works, or I could give you a demonstration.” Gale raises his hands “Nothing crazy, no whips or gags. But I could walk you through a small scene and you can see how it feels. Take the mystery out of everything.”
John: haha yeah absolutely just research surely I won't be into this
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dumb boy plays baseball and is super reckless about it much to his boyfriend's dismay, more at ten
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you didn't have to cover for me (:
i wasn't covering for you ):<
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I literally never want to see him cry again omfg
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How have I not found a fic about Bucky's arrival back at Thorpe Abbots? I mean, he wasn't there when Gale left for the aid drop flight, but he was back and already in the tower harassing Gale over the radio when he landed a few hours later? Whom did he have to browbeat and wheedle into letting him up there instead of, oh, I don't know, a medical work-up, 24 hours of sleep and a hot meal? Who gave that man the keys to a jeep??
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i know i am a very emotionally volatile person because demarco and gale calling each other every year on the breman anniversary has me sitting here about to cry ),:
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obvs gale lets John be all touchy-feely with him in public anyway but I love thinking of gale himself being kind of cuddly when they're at home. leaning against him, coming to sit close on the couch, lingering until john notices him and touches him like he's a housecat that won't immediately admit he wants affection
I love this, it’s perfect! I decided to write a 5+1 fic about it in my HS AU. 🥰 Part 1 is posted.
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