Can We Make Thursday WC Teaser Day?

[elrhiarhodan]

I'm working on a new fic, long (like Privilege) - so it may take some time to finish.  But since I got a lot of positive feedback on Peter in Glasses, I thought I'd give my wonderful flist a treat...

Elizabeth stopped at the base of the stairs and listened to the exchange between her husband and their lover.

 

“Neal, what are you doing?”  Peter’s voice carried a familiar tone of fond exasperation.

 

“Nothing, just looking at the case files.”  Neal’s voice, on the other hand, was a little breathy.

 

“You’re masturbating, Neal.  At the dining table.  Aren’t you?”

 

“Peter!  Why would you think that?”

 

“Well, because both of your hands are in your lap, you’re biting your lip, your breathing has gotten uneven and you haven’t said at single constructive thing in the last five minutes, that’s why.”

 

Neal just moaned.

 

“What is it with you, Caffrey?  Don’t you have ANY impulse control?”

 

“Peter, I’m sorry…it’s…it’s the glasses.  They do things to me.”  Neal’s voice took on a sexy whine.

 

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Flist - can you post some drabbles for me?  Teasers, please?  I got drenched yesterday, writing this in my head.  The LEAST you could do is return the favor.  :-}

Comments

[hoosierbitch.livejournal.com]

THAT WAS SO SEXY. UNF UNF UNF UNF UNF UNF UNF UNF UNF.

What kind of sexy!time!drabbles you looking for? N/P? N/P/E? Any particular kinks you've been drooling over?

[elrhiarhodan]

Hmmmm, can I haz P/N bite!play?

FOR YOU!

[hoosierbitch.livejournal.com]

"Fuck - "

It seemed like Peter was trying to draw blood. Digging his teeth into the meat of Neal's thigh like he wanted to take a chunk out of it, like the rings of bruises decorating Neal's torso, the clear imprint of his teeth around Neal's nipples, simply wasn't enough anymore.

"You can't - you've got to - Peter, it hurts so bad - "

Peter pulled away long enough for him to catch his breath, for his thighs to stop shaking, for him to realize that there was a small drop of blood dripping down from where Peter'd bitten him. "You keep talking and I'm going to bite your dick, Neal, I'm not kidding. Safeword or silence, got it?"

Neal nodded and clenched his teeth and sobbed as Peter licked his way to Neal's hole and rimmed him, fucked him with his tongue until he was arching back for more and then bit at his rim - not hard, not enough to break the skin, but hard enough he screamed and moaned, Peter's sharp teeth over his skin.

When Peter finally turned him over and fucked him, he grabbed ahold of Neal's hips as hard as he could (like he was covering the marks he'd left with his teeth with bruises from his hands), finishing the pattern he'd started on his pale skin.

He bit Neal's shoulders, laughing as Neal jerked with every nip, clenched around him with each nibble, begged for more and screamed when Peter came and dug his teeth into the meat of Neal's shoulder.

The only part of him left unmarked was his neck. When he dressed the next morning, there was no sign, no hint, of what he was hiding. And that was what hurt the most.

Re: FOR YOU!

[secretsolitaire.livejournal.com]

*faints*

[shelley6441.livejournal.com]

Love this image on your banner - so beautiful! Reminds me of NM or rural CA.

Okay, lets see...I can write you a drabble thingy from home. It will be AU, OTP, with biting. Gotcha.

LOL!

[elrhiarhodan]

Thanks - I've been playing with templates - the one you complimented me on was from Scholar's Layouts, and it was only temporary until I could figure out how to parse the CSS and get my own image up.

The picture in my banner now is one I took 5 years ago, at Cannon Beach, Oregon.

[misura.livejournal.com]

*blink-cough-flush* That is a teaser. As well as a perfect excuse to say you thoroughly cleared my mind out of any and all ideas to drabble. <3

Sorry, lame excuse.