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Fic: Party Animal 24/? Karl/Orlando - NC17
Title: Party Animal 24/?
Author: Nixxie + Chelle
Pairing: Karl/Orlando
Rating: NC17
Archive: Beyond the Fellowship and http://www.livejournal.com/users/nixxie_/
E-mail addresses for feedback: nix@nixxie.co.uk + seans_muse@hotmail.com
Disclaimers: If PJ ever threw a party like this we're sure Orlando and Karl never did this...though if they did why weren't we given invites?
Warnings: Real Person Slash - meaning these are based on real people, whether they really do this stuff is up to them... but if they want to share I'd not say no to a nice seat nearby and a bucket of popcorn.
Authors notes: This is written as part of a RPG. Orlando belongs to Chelle and Karl belongs to Nixxie.
'I hear you calling me
Yes I hear you calling me
Home from the great escape
Yes I can read you loud and clear.'
Peter Gabriel: Only us.
Orlando bit his lip against the sensation, eyes watering and focusing
on Urban's eyes focused on the finger slowly sliding into him.
Christ, onto *Orlando,* and Orlando felt every ridge of Urban's
fingerprint. Smell of hot vanilla in the air, and Urban's hand, warm
and solid on the back of his leg. The cool air, and the slow,
insistent push-slide of Urban's finger. And--
Stymie that -- *fingers.* Fuck. Two, now, twisting gently into
him. Slow stretch, driving him crazy. Cock aching, ignored for too
long already.
And the fingers, still! Burning slowly, like sunburns from the inside
out. But at the same time, the pressure reminded Orlando, vividly,
of what it'd been like last night. Reminded Orlando of the feeling
of Urban inside him, filling him from head to toe, body and soul; the
feeling of Urban pounding into him again and again, making him scream
and beg and making the world stop spinning--
Stop. Stop, the fingers stopped. Christ, he needed *more,* or he
was going to, to-- snap! He was going to snap, brittle. Fragile;
needed Urban, wanted...
Orlando whimpered, twisted his hips and pushed as far as he could,
twisting down another raw half-inch onto those fingers. Couldn't
move any more, not with Urban holding his leg up and Urban... Urban--
"Urban!" Orlando gasped. Swallowed, ground out, "Urban, please, I
can't, need more. Need you... fuck me. *Please.*" Voice cracked on
the last word, eyes pleading, locked on Urban. Wanton, desperate.
~~~~~~
//Oh! Who could resist? And Urban! Christ I could get used to hearing that, said like that, I want to hear *that* forever!//
Fingers found vanilla lube, spread it over cock liberally and before his mind had caught up with what his body was doing he found himself pushing into Orlando...*Lando*. Just, heat, radiating from his core. First tip, inching in, trying, desperately trying to be slow, to be calm and gentle on skin that must still be hurting but //Oh Fuck!// desperate thoughts of never wanting this to end, never ever wanting to give up this passion, this feeling that Lando had stirred in him as the obnoxious boy changed to devoted man. Loving and wanton and asking to be taken, swearing to always be his and Karl could not resist. Then length as he felt himself slip sliding into the tight wet heat before him as his mind fell slip sliding into more than lust.
Karl felt the skin of his back shudder and tingle as he found himself firmly held within the body infront of him. He opened his eyes, not knowing when he'd shut them, and shook his head, shook the thoughts away because all he wanted now were feelings...and what feelings! Ring dug into the base of his cock as the length and tip were contained within muscle walls of tightness Karl hadn't had the chance to appreciate last night. But now, the bet over and won, in the light of the early morning sun Karl could fully welcome everything that was Orlando. His. Hands ran over the face infront of him, one eyebrow dipped and eyes turned from passion to love as gaze intensified and staying still within the body Karl lowered his lips in a kiss not bound by lust but driven by more, by care and tenderness and above all things the most surprising and welcomed feeling of all By love.
~~~~~~
Orlando whimpered when the finger slipped out, felt empty, empty...
Stared with wide, lust-dazed eyes as Urban spread the lube over his
cock and slowlyslowlyohmyGOD pushed inside Orlando. Orlando grabbed
at Urban's shoulder with one hand, nails digging into skin and
flesh. He curled the other hand into a fist and bit down on his
knuckles, muffled his own scream. Eyelids flickered closed.
Christ, ohchrist. It hurt more this morning than it had last night,
a thousand times more -- and for all that, it felt a *million* times
more amazing. More incredible, more infinite --
And Urban's hands were smoothing through his hair, down over his
face, and Orlando let the hand fall from his mouth, knuckles bleeding
vaguely. Stared up, lost and found in Urban's eyes as Urban pushed
the rest of the way home. Ohgod. Orlando couldn't breathe, didn't
want to, thought he'd scream if he tried to exhale, and... and.
And Urban was kissing him, slow and heavy and like Orlando never
thought a kiss could be. Indescribable. A kiss he couldn't think
about, could only be part of. Surrender. This was what surrender
tasted like -- like Urban. The kiss that made him forget the pain,
that made him forget about... everything. Lotus-eater kiss. World-
ending kiss. Everything-kiss.
And, without thinking, Orlando relaxed. Relaxed, and arched into
Urban, pushing justalittle further onto Urban, and oh, oh. Oh.
"Love you, love you loveyou love. you..." Orlando gasped, over and
over, words blurring, eyes squeezed shut.
~~~~~~
Lips pulled off and back, head gazing, eyes full of this unknown feeling that was filling him from toes to center, filling his soul over and over. And the words Orlando said flew straight to Karl's core, straight into his heart which overflowed that instant and he found himself totally full with the love of this one in front of him, this one he'd found by chance, this one he'd almost run over last night and this morning would do anything to protect.
He pushed his arms underneath as the man's back arched up, pulling Lando into him, head over shoulder, lips searing onto hot neck skin, fingers clenching into shoulder blades, hands gripping so tight as if they'd never let go.
"Yes...love. Love you. Love you." He murmured, hips finding a new pace, slower and sweeter, lovemakers pace not fuckers pace, slow and delicate and opening Orli up to him, finding every inch inside him, totally filling him up with Karl's cock as Orlando's legs wound around his waist.
Karl found his heart in heaven and his body floating along on a breezy cloud of love, he moved so slowly, so delicately and yet every movement filled him with this ache, the overwhelming need to bring Lando over the edge with him, to make him cum.
One hand unwrapped itself, curled between bodies, found trapped flesh and enveloped it, moved it slowly in rhythm with bodies, knowing it wouldn't take too much more to make either of them cum.
tbc...
Author: Nixxie + Chelle
Pairing: Karl/Orlando
Rating: NC17
Archive: Beyond the Fellowship and http://www.livejournal.com/users/nixxie_/
E-mail addresses for feedback: nix@nixxie.co.uk + seans_muse@hotmail.com
Disclaimers: If PJ ever threw a party like this we're sure Orlando and Karl never did this...though if they did why weren't we given invites?
Warnings: Real Person Slash - meaning these are based on real people, whether they really do this stuff is up to them... but if they want to share I'd not say no to a nice seat nearby and a bucket of popcorn.
Authors notes: This is written as part of a RPG. Orlando belongs to Chelle and Karl belongs to Nixxie.
'I hear you calling me
Yes I hear you calling me
Home from the great escape
Yes I can read you loud and clear.'
Peter Gabriel: Only us.
Orlando bit his lip against the sensation, eyes watering and focusing
on Urban's eyes focused on the finger slowly sliding into him.
Christ, onto *Orlando,* and Orlando felt every ridge of Urban's
fingerprint. Smell of hot vanilla in the air, and Urban's hand, warm
and solid on the back of his leg. The cool air, and the slow,
insistent push-slide of Urban's finger. And--
Stymie that -- *fingers.* Fuck. Two, now, twisting gently into
him. Slow stretch, driving him crazy. Cock aching, ignored for too
long already.
And the fingers, still! Burning slowly, like sunburns from the inside
out. But at the same time, the pressure reminded Orlando, vividly,
of what it'd been like last night. Reminded Orlando of the feeling
of Urban inside him, filling him from head to toe, body and soul; the
feeling of Urban pounding into him again and again, making him scream
and beg and making the world stop spinning--
Stop. Stop, the fingers stopped. Christ, he needed *more,* or he
was going to, to-- snap! He was going to snap, brittle. Fragile;
needed Urban, wanted...
Orlando whimpered, twisted his hips and pushed as far as he could,
twisting down another raw half-inch onto those fingers. Couldn't
move any more, not with Urban holding his leg up and Urban... Urban--
"Urban!" Orlando gasped. Swallowed, ground out, "Urban, please, I
can't, need more. Need you... fuck me. *Please.*" Voice cracked on
the last word, eyes pleading, locked on Urban. Wanton, desperate.
~~~~~~
//Oh! Who could resist? And Urban! Christ I could get used to hearing that, said like that, I want to hear *that* forever!//
Fingers found vanilla lube, spread it over cock liberally and before his mind had caught up with what his body was doing he found himself pushing into Orlando...*Lando*. Just, heat, radiating from his core. First tip, inching in, trying, desperately trying to be slow, to be calm and gentle on skin that must still be hurting but //Oh Fuck!// desperate thoughts of never wanting this to end, never ever wanting to give up this passion, this feeling that Lando had stirred in him as the obnoxious boy changed to devoted man. Loving and wanton and asking to be taken, swearing to always be his and Karl could not resist. Then length as he felt himself slip sliding into the tight wet heat before him as his mind fell slip sliding into more than lust.
Karl felt the skin of his back shudder and tingle as he found himself firmly held within the body infront of him. He opened his eyes, not knowing when he'd shut them, and shook his head, shook the thoughts away because all he wanted now were feelings...and what feelings! Ring dug into the base of his cock as the length and tip were contained within muscle walls of tightness Karl hadn't had the chance to appreciate last night. But now, the bet over and won, in the light of the early morning sun Karl could fully welcome everything that was Orlando. His. Hands ran over the face infront of him, one eyebrow dipped and eyes turned from passion to love as gaze intensified and staying still within the body Karl lowered his lips in a kiss not bound by lust but driven by more, by care and tenderness and above all things the most surprising and welcomed feeling of all By love.
~~~~~~
Orlando whimpered when the finger slipped out, felt empty, empty...
Stared with wide, lust-dazed eyes as Urban spread the lube over his
cock and slowlyslowlyohmyGOD pushed inside Orlando. Orlando grabbed
at Urban's shoulder with one hand, nails digging into skin and
flesh. He curled the other hand into a fist and bit down on his
knuckles, muffled his own scream. Eyelids flickered closed.
Christ, ohchrist. It hurt more this morning than it had last night,
a thousand times more -- and for all that, it felt a *million* times
more amazing. More incredible, more infinite --
And Urban's hands were smoothing through his hair, down over his
face, and Orlando let the hand fall from his mouth, knuckles bleeding
vaguely. Stared up, lost and found in Urban's eyes as Urban pushed
the rest of the way home. Ohgod. Orlando couldn't breathe, didn't
want to, thought he'd scream if he tried to exhale, and... and.
And Urban was kissing him, slow and heavy and like Orlando never
thought a kiss could be. Indescribable. A kiss he couldn't think
about, could only be part of. Surrender. This was what surrender
tasted like -- like Urban. The kiss that made him forget the pain,
that made him forget about... everything. Lotus-eater kiss. World-
ending kiss. Everything-kiss.
And, without thinking, Orlando relaxed. Relaxed, and arched into
Urban, pushing justalittle further onto Urban, and oh, oh. Oh.
"Love you, love you loveyou love. you..." Orlando gasped, over and
over, words blurring, eyes squeezed shut.
~~~~~~
Lips pulled off and back, head gazing, eyes full of this unknown feeling that was filling him from toes to center, filling his soul over and over. And the words Orlando said flew straight to Karl's core, straight into his heart which overflowed that instant and he found himself totally full with the love of this one in front of him, this one he'd found by chance, this one he'd almost run over last night and this morning would do anything to protect.
He pushed his arms underneath as the man's back arched up, pulling Lando into him, head over shoulder, lips searing onto hot neck skin, fingers clenching into shoulder blades, hands gripping so tight as if they'd never let go.
"Yes...love. Love you. Love you." He murmured, hips finding a new pace, slower and sweeter, lovemakers pace not fuckers pace, slow and delicate and opening Orli up to him, finding every inch inside him, totally filling him up with Karl's cock as Orlando's legs wound around his waist.
Karl found his heart in heaven and his body floating along on a breezy cloud of love, he moved so slowly, so delicately and yet every movement filled him with this ache, the overwhelming need to bring Lando over the edge with him, to make him cum.
One hand unwrapped itself, curled between bodies, found trapped flesh and enveloped it, moved it slowly in rhythm with bodies, knowing it wouldn't take too much more to make either of them cum.
tbc...