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elrhiarhodanTitle: Unexpectedly Perfect
For: MMOM - Thirty (One) Dirty Words - Prompt 028 - Bite
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Fandom: White Collar
Rating: NC-17
Characters: Clinton Jones
Spoilers/Episode References: None
Warnings/Enticements/Triggers: None
Word Count: 300 Exactly
Summary: Clinton Jones has unusual tastes, and it takes an unusual partner to satisfy them.
Today is unofficially The Best Day of Clinton Jones’ Life. My friendsrabidchild67, lionessvalenti and coffeethyme4me all wrote today’s MMOM fics for the seriously hot guy in the White Collar surveillance van.
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Clinton teased the crescent shaped bruise on his hipbone, then pressed hard. He wasn’t surprised when his cock began to chub up. He liked the pain. He liked it when his partners dished it out, but he liked it more after they left and he could lie back on cool, clean sheets and toy with the damaged parts of his body.
He wasn’t a masochist like Severin from Venus in Furs. He didn’t like to be humiliated or tortured. He just liked his sex to sting a bit.
There were few women he was able to share this kink with - most either quietly left, or tried too hard. Guys were a little better - except that they usually wanted to play power games, too, and that pissed him off.
It was funny that the one person who was fully able to give him what he needed was the most unlikely sexual partner he ever had. Neal’s friend - the little guy. Mozzie.
He never figured that the little guy would be so hot. Under the facade of crazy super-genius and professional paranoid was a man of incredible sexual inventiveness. And understanding - particularly about personal space and just how far to go.
“You doing okay?” Moz had showered and dressed and was preparing to leave. “I didn’t go too far, did I?”
Clinton toyed with his cock and smiled at the other man. “Nope - you were perfect. Are you good?”
Moz grinned back and rubbed his shoulder, where Clinton had bitten him during climax. “I’m great.”
“When can I see you again?” Clinton held his breath. It wasn’t like he was asking for a date. All they did was fuck - but damn - he was getting hard thinking about Moz’s sharp teeth and pinching fingers.
“I’m free on Friday night, if you are.”
FIN
For: MMOM - Thirty (One) Dirty Words - Prompt 028 - Bite
Author:
elrhiarhodanFandom: White Collar
Rating: NC-17
Characters: Clinton Jones
Spoilers/Episode References: None
Warnings/Enticements/Triggers: None
Word Count: 300 Exactly
Summary: Clinton Jones has unusual tastes, and it takes an unusual partner to satisfy them.
Today is unofficially The Best Day of Clinton Jones’ Life. My friends
rabidchild67, lionessvalenti and coffeethyme4me all wrote today’s MMOM fics for the seriously hot guy in the White Collar surveillance van.Clinton teased the crescent shaped bruise on his hipbone, then pressed hard. He wasn’t surprised when his cock began to chub up. He liked the pain. He liked it when his partners dished it out, but he liked it more after they left and he could lie back on cool, clean sheets and toy with the damaged parts of his body.
He wasn’t a masochist like Severin from Venus in Furs. He didn’t like to be humiliated or tortured. He just liked his sex to sting a bit.
There were few women he was able to share this kink with - most either quietly left, or tried too hard. Guys were a little better - except that they usually wanted to play power games, too, and that pissed him off.
It was funny that the one person who was fully able to give him what he needed was the most unlikely sexual partner he ever had. Neal’s friend - the little guy. Mozzie.
He never figured that the little guy would be so hot. Under the facade of crazy super-genius and professional paranoid was a man of incredible sexual inventiveness. And understanding - particularly about personal space and just how far to go.
“You doing okay?” Moz had showered and dressed and was preparing to leave. “I didn’t go too far, did I?”
Clinton toyed with his cock and smiled at the other man. “Nope - you were perfect. Are you good?”
Moz grinned back and rubbed his shoulder, where Clinton had bitten him during climax. “I’m great.”
“When can I see you again?” Clinton held his breath. It wasn’t like he was asking for a date. All they did was fuck - but damn - he was getting hard thinking about Moz’s sharp teeth and pinching fingers.
“I’m free on Friday night, if you are.”
