Fic: Need You Now
Nov. 18th, 2009 05:43 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Rating: NC-17
Warning: Slash
Pairings: Inspector Detector / Christopher ‘Kit’ Evans
Disclaimer: I own nothing – not even the sandpit in which I play.
Author's Note: It’s very early in the morning here so please forgive me my mistakes.
Summery: Inspired by Bittenfeld’s breathtaking story and art – Missing You.
When I saw the drawing I got this instant image of Kit bounding up the stairs to knocking David flat on his back. So I was forced to write it...
“D’you miss me?” I ask, pinning David to the boards of the floor.
David smiles, trying to look not to look as flustered as I’m sure he feels. “I survived.”
I press my hips down, trapping David’s heavy cock against his stomach. The friction of my uniform’s dirty cotton and the heat of our bodies is enough to have us both groaning. “I’ve got evidence here that says otherwise.” I growl, burying my face in David’s neck, drinking in the smell of him, so clean and cool after so long in the jungle. “God I missed you.”
David pushes me off, reversing our places and ripping at my clothes in his desperation to get to my skin. I shimmy out of my pants as David’s tongue traces a path down my chest, brushing over my far too sensitive nipples. I choke back a moan. I need this too much, have missed him too long. “David please!” I wrap my legs around his strong hips, pushing up, hoping he’ll understand.
He pulls back, suddenly gentle, stroking my hair, my face, kissing me lightly. His hands wandering down my body, pressing and touching tenderly, cataloguing my new scars but my need it too strong and I want more that these loving caresses before I come. I grab his hand, forcing it down between my thighs, pressing his fingers against my hole.
A smile graces his lips. “Impatient are we?”
I groan through gritted teeth as he circles the sensitive ring of muscles, feather light touches too teasing for me right now. “David please? I need this!”
Two fingers breach me, forcing me open and I bite back a scream. His tongue pushes into my mouth, swallowing my moans as his fingers fuck me open. “Yes! Yes!” I cry as he pulls away, throwing my legs over his shoulders.
That first deep thrust, oh god it hurts. Just the way I wanted it to. The indescribable euphoria of feeling him fill me. Speared on every inch of his more that ample length. I tilt up to meet him, flesh meeting flesh with near bruising force as he pounds me into the floor.
I cling to him; my hands locked around his upper arms as he grips my shoulders, leaning in to bite down hard on my pec, marking me, making me his, claiming my body inside and out.
His next thrust brushed my prostate, taking with it the air from my lungs and the colour from my sight. Leaving nothing but the white hot bliss of my release.
I lay, boneless and spent on the hard ground, hating the world as it creeps back in on me. The sticky heat of the jungle, the ceaseless buzz of insects, the emptiness of my bedroll, the hole in my heart without him.
I will find my way back to you David. Even if it takes me forever. I'll find my way.
I need you too much to die here alone.