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absey26.livejournal.com posting in
monaboyd Feb. 9th, 2005 01:33 am)
Title: control
Author: absey26
Pairing: BB/DM
Rating: R, i guess.
Summary: umm its weird and cute, i think.
Feedback: Please!
Disclaimer: This never happened.
You know you don’t need the gun. I would do it anyway, Any Way for you. But you push it hard between my eyes. That’s what it is after all. Isn’t it? The fear, the control. You want me to choke on you, want to feel me moan low in my throat, want to see my eyes dark, pleading, and cloudy with tears that only come out for you. You want me to tighten so you can feel your size, yourself, want to hear the slapping on my chin. How you force me to keep steady and try to breathe. I never look at your finger on the trigger. I know it is there. I don’t touch myself. I know I can’t, know I don’t have to. I unravel at your low growls. They are a warning. You don’t even let me taste you. Thrusting so deep I never get the chance to savor you on my tongue. You pull the trigger when you come. The water pistol squirts on my face. We both laugh breathlessly.
“Next time, I get to be dom,” say Dom.
Billy tosses him the gun, “I’d love to see you try.”
Author: absey26
Pairing: BB/DM
Rating: R, i guess.
Summary: umm its weird and cute, i think.
Feedback: Please!
Disclaimer: This never happened.
You know you don’t need the gun. I would do it anyway, Any Way for you. But you push it hard between my eyes. That’s what it is after all. Isn’t it? The fear, the control. You want me to choke on you, want to feel me moan low in my throat, want to see my eyes dark, pleading, and cloudy with tears that only come out for you. You want me to tighten so you can feel your size, yourself, want to hear the slapping on my chin. How you force me to keep steady and try to breathe. I never look at your finger on the trigger. I know it is there. I don’t touch myself. I know I can’t, know I don’t have to. I unravel at your low growls. They are a warning. You don’t even let me taste you. Thrusting so deep I never get the chance to savor you on my tongue. You pull the trigger when you come. The water pistol squirts on my face. We both laugh breathlessly.
“Next time, I get to be dom,” say Dom.
Billy tosses him the gun, “I’d love to see you try.”