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scripted_sra) wrote2009-03-03 10:48 pm
scripted_sra) wrote2009-03-03 10:48 pm
Fake News (RPF) | Sensory Deprivation | R | Brian/Jon/Stephen
Title: Sensory Deprivation
Fandom: Fake News (RPF)
Rating: R
Pairing: Brain/Jon/Stephen
Warning: AU; D/s; bondage; voyeurism.
Summary: Fun with sensory deprivation.
Word Count: 100
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fakenews_fanfic's drabble week.
Stephen groaned from his place in the chair next to the bed, shifting as much as he could with his hands tied behind his back. The sight of Jon and Brian together was driving him crazy, and he wished more than anything that he could touch himself.
Jon was moaning loudly as Brian fucked him hard, hands not tied, though he’d been ordered to hold onto the headboard.
“Jesus Christ,” Stephen gasped aloud as Brian leaned in to leave a mark on Jon’s neck, producing a desperate whimper from the man in question. He might just come from watching alone.
Fandom: Fake News (RPF)
Rating: R
Pairing: Brain/Jon/Stephen
Warning: AU; D/s; bondage; voyeurism.
Summary: Fun with sensory deprivation.
Word Count: 100
Disclaimer: All copyrighted material referred to in this work, and the characters, settings, and events thereof, are the properties of their respective owners. This work is not created for profit and constitutes fair use. References to real persons, places, or events are made in a fictional context, and are not intended to be libelous, defamatory, or in any way factual.
A/N: Originally written for
fakenews_fanfic's drabble week.Stephen groaned from his place in the chair next to the bed, shifting as much as he could with his hands tied behind his back. The sight of Jon and Brian together was driving him crazy, and he wished more than anything that he could touch himself.
Jon was moaning loudly as Brian fucked him hard, hands not tied, though he’d been ordered to hold onto the headboard.
“Jesus Christ,” Stephen gasped aloud as Brian leaned in to leave a mark on Jon’s neck, producing a desperate whimper from the man in question. He might just come from watching alone.