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elrhiarhodan) wrote2011-05-15 01:31 pm
elrhiarhodan) wrote2011-05-15 01:31 pm
White Collar Fic - Cool Metal (MMOM 015 - Cuffs)
Title: Cool Metal
For: MMOM - Thirty (One) Dirty Words - Prompt 015 - Cuffs
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elrhiarhodan
Fandom: White Collar
Rating: NC-17
Characters: Peter Burke, Neal Caffrey (Peter/Neal)
Spoilers/Episode References: Free Fall, Forging Bonds
Warnings/Enticements/Triggers: None
Word Count: 300 Exactly
Summary: It’s really quite embarrassing for Neal. And Peter knows all about it.
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Neal has a thing for the cuffs.
He always regretted that Jones, not Peter, put them on him when he was arrested that day. In prison, he’d jack off to fantasies of Peter locking the manacles on his wrists, dragging him to a standard issue Bureau sedan and forcing himself on him. Pressing him down on the warm hood of the car and fucking him in front of all of the other agents. Asserting his dominance, his control. Since this was a fantasy and no one could be hurt, he sometimes would be staring at Kate as she watched Peter shove his big, fat cock into his body. Kate wouldn’t be completely horrified. He’d watch, bound and helpless as she shoved a hand into her pants and fingered herself to orgasm.
When Peter arrested him for the pink diamond theft, he didn’t know how to react. Of course, he was outraged that Peter would think him so foolish to sign the diamond after pointing out his signature in the bonds. But his body knew just how to react. As Peter tightened the cuffs around his wrists, his fingers hot in contrast to the cool polished steel, Neal began to develop an erection of massive and embarrassing proportions. Peter knew him too well, and draped his jacket over his hands as he did the perp walk out of the office, and not because it disguised the handcuffs. He was barely able to walk by the time they got to the booking facility, and he was very grateful to be able to get to the mens room and rub one off before having to surrender his Devore for an orange jumpsuit.
These days, all Peter had to do was rattle the cuffs to get him hard. Something he did with demonic frequency.
FIN
For: MMOM - Thirty (One) Dirty Words - Prompt 015 - Cuffs
Author:
elrhiarhodanFandom: White Collar
Rating: NC-17
Characters: Peter Burke, Neal Caffrey (Peter/Neal)
Spoilers/Episode References: Free Fall, Forging Bonds
Warnings/Enticements/Triggers: None
Word Count: 300 Exactly
Summary: It’s really quite embarrassing for Neal. And Peter knows all about it.
Neal has a thing for the cuffs.
He always regretted that Jones, not Peter, put them on him when he was arrested that day. In prison, he’d jack off to fantasies of Peter locking the manacles on his wrists, dragging him to a standard issue Bureau sedan and forcing himself on him. Pressing him down on the warm hood of the car and fucking him in front of all of the other agents. Asserting his dominance, his control. Since this was a fantasy and no one could be hurt, he sometimes would be staring at Kate as she watched Peter shove his big, fat cock into his body. Kate wouldn’t be completely horrified. He’d watch, bound and helpless as she shoved a hand into her pants and fingered herself to orgasm.
When Peter arrested him for the pink diamond theft, he didn’t know how to react. Of course, he was outraged that Peter would think him so foolish to sign the diamond after pointing out his signature in the bonds. But his body knew just how to react. As Peter tightened the cuffs around his wrists, his fingers hot in contrast to the cool polished steel, Neal began to develop an erection of massive and embarrassing proportions. Peter knew him too well, and draped his jacket over his hands as he did the perp walk out of the office, and not because it disguised the handcuffs. He was barely able to walk by the time they got to the booking facility, and he was very grateful to be able to get to the mens room and rub one off before having to surrender his Devore for an orange jumpsuit.
These days, all Peter had to do was rattle the cuffs to get him hard. Something he did with demonic frequency.