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Sara ([personal profile] scripted_sra) wrote2009-06-11 05:09 am

Fake News (RPF) | The Magic Word | NC-17 | Brian/Jon

Title: The Magic Word
Fandom: Fake News (RPF)
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Brian/Jon
Warning: Bondage.
Summary: Say please.
Word Count: 247
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: Product of a meme.


Where's the shiver, where's the shameless craving
We used to have but now I'm waiting here
For you to come to be
And show me, know me

—Man Goin’ Down; SHeDAISY
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Jon panted from his place on the bed, tugging helplessly on the restraints binding his wrists to the headboard. Brian was such a fucking tease, and he cried out when he finally took his cock into his mouth, hips jerking helplessly. “Brian,” he gasped, and Brian pinned his hips easily with his left hand, using the other to fondle his balls. The look Brian shot him then was pure, concentrated smug, and he groaned loudly as Brian continued working his cock, bringing him close, so close to the edge, only to back off at the last second, leaving him on that plateau, aching and unbearably hot and needy. “Please,” he whimpered. “Please, Brian, please.”

Brian pulled away just then, only long enough to say, “Keep begging,” and then his mouth was back on Jon’s cock, which was followed by humming, and Jon felt no reason not to comply, his gasps, groans, and litany of pleases the only sound in the room. Finally he felt a finger pushed swiftly inside him, pressing against that spot, and he came hard as he cried out, a mix of Brian’s name and the remnants of a final plea on his lips.

Brian pulled back after swallowing, wiping his mouth and managing to look unbearably smug while he did so. “What did I tell you? This is why you should never forget the magic word.”

Jon would’ve thrown a pillow at him had his hands not still been cuffed to the headboard.

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