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Leather drabble
More than a double drabble for ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
cocoajava, cause I've been hearing about "the leather drabble" for days now.
He stared at the getup in disbelief. He picked up and examined each item, felt the texture of smooth and rough, scented the slightly chemical aroma of new leather. He flushed and twitched, realizing exactly how beautifully it would contrast with the golden tint of his own skin. He let his clothes fall to the floor. He was naked and trembling under the eyes of his lover as he took each piece. Fumbled with the tie on the cock ring. Struggled into thigh high boots. Pondered the chaps, then belted them on. His cock was throbbing now, angry in it's confinement. The corset, though required the assistance of another, and as strong hands laced him in, loosening and tightening the binding cords by turn, he clung to the back of the chair and prayed to all the gods of depravity that he would live up to expectations.
The walk through the club was excruciating. His ass was slick and stretched and achy from the quick fuck before he was hustled to the car, his partially exposed state covered by a gorgeous leather duster. His erection has subsided during the car trip, but now he was half naked and hard for all of them to see.
When his lover finally came the third time, his lover tugged the end of the knot and his own release splattered down over the leather on his legs. He sagged in his lover's embrace, melting under tender kisses and murmured words of praise. He wondered if he could wear the duster out again without...
cocoajava, cause I've been hearing about "the leather drabble" for days now.He stared at the getup in disbelief. He picked up and examined each item, felt the texture of smooth and rough, scented the slightly chemical aroma of new leather. He flushed and twitched, realizing exactly how beautifully it would contrast with the golden tint of his own skin. He let his clothes fall to the floor. He was naked and trembling under the eyes of his lover as he took each piece. Fumbled with the tie on the cock ring. Struggled into thigh high boots. Pondered the chaps, then belted them on. His cock was throbbing now, angry in it's confinement. The corset, though required the assistance of another, and as strong hands laced him in, loosening and tightening the binding cords by turn, he clung to the back of the chair and prayed to all the gods of depravity that he would live up to expectations.
The walk through the club was excruciating. His ass was slick and stretched and achy from the quick fuck before he was hustled to the car, his partially exposed state covered by a gorgeous leather duster. His erection has subsided during the car trip, but now he was half naked and hard for all of them to see.
When his lover finally came the third time, his lover tugged the end of the knot and his own release splattered down over the leather on his legs. He sagged in his lover's embrace, melting under tender kisses and murmured words of praise. He wondered if he could wear the duster out again without...
Mmmm. Duster.
I can't believe you wrote me PETER JACKSON IN LEATHER!!!!
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What?
(this is wonderful!)
Re: Mmmm. Duster.
Re: Mmmm. Duster.
*glares*
Re: Mmmm. Duster.
;)
REALLY WE DO!!!
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*tries to dig image of PJ in leather chaps and high heels out of my head with a spoon :)*
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Pete drabble will be later on. *nod* This ain't it. Yet.
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Yeah, but who is wearing the corset??
*ponders*
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*squicks at CJ's comment*
Uhhh... *grin* I think I'll go read the drabble again.
*wibbles, GUH!!!*
Better now. *grin*
~Kris
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*glares at CJ*
*pets you*
:)
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...... sorry, I keep scrolling back up and reading it again!
Like the "insert fave pairing" idea ;)
My initial responses as taken from an AIM convo with the author :)
Fuck!!
*is incoherent*
Hot damn woman!!!
That was ............. hot!!! *wipes brow*
Fetishwear
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Uisgich: Well, I was making tortillas!!
CK: And?
Uisgich: have become hopelessly distracted!!
CK: LOL!
CK: Now you want to know who's in the corset?
Uisgich: Must. Tear. Self. Away. Torillas. Drying. Out .....
CK: Not that it's totally anacronistic. I could see Sgt. Harper lacing up Mr. Sharpe...
Uisgich: CJ has just suggested Paris would look better in it and I have to agree ..... and those long legs in leather chaps ......
Uisgich: Yes!!! I can see that!!
Uisgich: and would pay money to see that!!!!
CK: Which? Both? We've got parallel porn going here. Go cook your tortillas.
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Uisgich: As I was saying before you signed off ......Can also see Theo lacing Eomer into the corest, and all that blonde hair falling down the back of the duster ...... now I need a cold shower :-)
CK: Eh. These days you always need a cold shower.
Uisgich: *sigh* Ain't that the truth
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No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
Re: No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
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*contemplates him being the other half of the drabble I wanna write*
*nods and smiles serenely* Excellent.