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Fuck Buddy, 4/6, RPS Fic, Craig/Orli, NC-17
Title: Fuck Buddy 4/6
Author: Nixxie + Gypsy
Pairing: Craig/Orli
Rating: NC-17
Archive: Beyond the Fellowship and http://www.livejournal.com/users/nixxie_/
E-mail addresses for feedback: nix@nixxie.co.uk + kejazofi@wolfenet.com
Disclaimers: Not ours. Simple as that! The fact that we wish they were is beside the point!
Warnings: Real Person Slash – meaning these are based on real people, whether they really do this stuff is not known by us.
Orlando groaned deeply, unable to control himself as Craig's leg rubbed
against him--he was so hard now the contact almost hurt. God...he wanted,
he needed. It was sensory overload, Orlando thought he might get crushed
beneath the waves. Eyes closing, breath coming in quiet gasps as the
contact continued.
_+_+_+_+_+
Craig pulled back, chest heaving and eyes turning a shade darker as desire and want flooded through his veins, he knew he had to hold back for this one. But it was going to take all his strength, all his power to stop himself taking so hard he tore this one apart. He leant down swiftly and picked this boy up in a fireman’s lift, legs clasped in arms and butt high in the air which he smacked once as fast legs strode back to the bed, dumping the body onto it as he stood back and tried to calm, just took in the sight of everything he was going to have.
Everything he was going to take.
_+_+_+_+_+
Orlando had no time to react to the contact stopping before Craig had picked
him up as if he weighed nothing. A soft sound escaped his lips as he was
dumped unceremoniously onto the bed. Laying on his back, propped on elbows
as he watched Craig, Orlando realised that as turned on and about to burst
as he was, he was also terrified of what was about to come. Of what would
happen. He blinked rather owlishly, trembling as he waited for Craig's next
move.
_+_+_+_+_+
“Say good-bye to yourself, Orlando. Come dawn’s light you’re going to be a whole new man.”
_+_+_+_+_+
A shudder at those words--what a delicious idea, but also a frightening one.
Sitting up a bit more, he bit his lip lightly.
"Craig...."
_+_+_+_+_+
Craig just smiled, a knowing smiled as he looked down at a sight he had seen may times before, a nervous virgin of either sex in his bed was not that rare a sight. But then neither was his bed unknown to whips and cuffs and spikes of pain. Craig was a taker of many things, and a giver of anything it was in his power to give.
He knelt on the bed, in line with Orlando’s stomach but not getting any closer to the boy in the middle of the bed, just kneeling. “You are nervous, Orli. It is nothing to be ashamed of, in fact I would think you were lying if you were to tell me otherwise right now. Just hear this, my vow.” He took a breath and then continued, letting the words sink in. “I will never harm you. Within these walls, on this night, I will take you as you asked, but I will never take more than you wish. If you do so desire I shall stop at anytime. Even if it pains the both of us I shall stop. Never be scared with me. You have no reason to be.”
_+_+_+_+_+
Orlando blinked, the words calming him some--but doing something else as
well, that Craig most likely had not anticipated. They went straight to
Orlando's heart, speaking to the infatuation he had with the older man. He
nodded at length, eyes trusting, even if they were still a bit uncertain.
Nothing Craig could say or do would take that away completely.
"I trust you," he finally murmured. "I want this...I...I want you...."
_+_+_+_+_+
Craig knelt up, crawled till his face was above Orlando’s. Looking down at the boy with barely contained lust. And he’d barely touched him yet. “Think of a word, Orli. Your safe word. If you want me to stop at any time then say it and I will do immediately.” He looked down at Orlando, laid out on the bed ready to take. And hoped he’d be man enough to listen, to hear the word through the floods of desire if it ever came.
_+_+_+_+_+
Orlando trembled beneath Craig, though with passion, with pent up emotions
more than fear now. He couldn’t take his eyes off that face, his mind racing
around what was going to happen.
~Oh god... a word...?~
Finding his voice, and movement, he wrapped his arms around Craig's neck,
pulling him closer.
"Elf."
_+_+_+_+_+
Craig grinned as lips hit lips, arms wrapped strongly around his neck told him all he needed to know and more. So lips smacked, tongues invaded, and jaws ground a path familiar to Craig and yet with this one new. Craig was fast discovering the joys of Orlando. His mouth was sweet as dew, lips so moist as if covered with a film of rain and a rhythm and a beat unique and so joyful to Craig who’d had not many exceptional moments as this one as of late. This was light and yet deep, dark and yet buoyant.
_+_+_+_+_+
Orlando let himself get lost in the kiss, simply gave into the overpowering
emotion and sensation that it created. It was so intense, so..…… There
weren't words in Orlando's mind at the moment to describe it, he had wanted
it far too long.
_+_+_+_+_+
He moved till he was totally over Orlando, chest meeting chest, groin meeting groin and his hands held onto hips, not letting movement quite yet, kiss first, fuck later. If Craig was going to take this boy to manhood he sure as hell wasn’t going to rush things.
_+_+_+_+_+
Trying to grind his hips, Orlando whimpered into the kiss when Craig held
him down, but he didn't break the kiss--not wanting it to end. He let his
hands wander over Craig's shoulders and down his back, fingers dragging
slightly.
_+_+_+_+_+
Craig stretched up instinctively as nails dug in, spine curling and pressing his groin against Orlando’s further, harder. But hands held hips still, held hips down that wanted movement, “Easy now…” Craig muttered against moist lips, pulling off “…We’ve got all night for this Orli…I want to do this right for you…” he grinned against skin of neck “I want to do you right!” And lips curved down throat, nibbling and nipping till they reached cloth of shirt. Leaning up, sitting down, hips grinding into hips to stay, hands moved up to collar, to top button, flicking it undone with the merest of touches.
_+_+_+_+_+
A soft whimper escaped Orlando's lips, but he tried to obey, tried to keep
his hips down, tried to lay still. ~Go slow~ he told himself. He could do
it, couldn't he? If Craig wanted him to, yes he could. He shivered at the
man's words...still slightly apprehensive but more excited than anything
else right now. Another deep groan as Craig sat up, causing their groins to
rub even harder. Swallowing hard as Craig undid the first button, Orlando's
eyes never left the man's face--full of lust and trust and something else,
something else that had been building all the weeks that Orlando had been
obsessing about Craig.
_+_+_+_+_+
Three buttons had disappeared and the groans from the boy below him were too much, too fast for Craig to ignore, each one sent spikes of want and pleasure and overwhelming need straight to his already swollen cock. He shifted in his trousers at the fourth button, trying to relieve the strain. But it was no good.
“Fine!” he laughed, “But if you pass out or you can’t feel your toes when I start fucking you it’s all your own fault!” he finished, almost teasingly and lifted off, practically ripped the flies open on Orlando’s trousers and pulled out his shaft. He gazed at it hungrily, rolling it gently in his hands, taking in every inch, every skin encased solidness before he looked up the boy laid out below him. Lip dragging over bottom lip he looked, stared, and then swooped, licked from base to tip before popping the head into his mouth expertly.
_+_+_+_+_+
Orlando groaned again, then made a startled sound when Craig nearly ripped
his pants open. The words went straight to his cock, about fucking
him--managing to overpower the apprehension he felt at the moment. As soon
as Craig's hand surrounded his flesh, all thought left again and he could
only moan and buck slightly, hips arching up off the bed. His world was
narrowed to this one action--a soft cry escaping when the man's tongue
travelled the length of him, finally taking him into his mouth. Hands come
up to rest on Craig's head, urging, but gentle.
"Craig," he managed, eyes sliding closed as he enjoyed the sensation.
"God...."
_+_+_+_+_+
//I have a feeling, Craigy old boy, that this is gonna be a loud one!//
Head pulled up and off long enough to pull the trousers down most of the way, leaving Orli bound around the ankles. The mouth returned to cock, taking it in and rubbing the head up and down the roof of his mouth as one hand rubbed up and down the length, teasingly. The other hand played lightly up skin, shins and knees and thighs, till they reached Orlando’s full balls, squeezing one and then the other. And as he grabbed them both and started to roll them in his long fingers he took the whole length of Orli’s cock in again and again, sucking till cheeks hollowed.
_+_+_+_+_+
Orlando bucked again as Craig's hands found his balls, fondling and
squeezing--driving him wild. His hands left the man's head to grip in the
bedsheets, toes curling a bit as his cock was taken in again and again,
pushing him towards an edge much too quickly. He wanted this to last, yet he knew if he came it was far from over. Still, he didn't want to cum
yet--there had simply been too much build up to this moment, the very
thought that it was happening was enough to get Orlando off, forget about the fact the object of his desires now had his mouth around his cock. Eyes opening to look down at Craig, Orlando groaned, unable to look away—the sight of Craig's mouth around him too entrancing.
_+_+_+_+_+
Craig caught Orli looking at him, //Christ the boy has gorgeous eyes// He gazed back as he sucked the hard length in and out a few times, then winked as he opened the back of his throat and swallowed it all down into his mouth and throat, eyes lowering and shutting, nose bringing in oxygen whenever possible. Fingers travelled from balls to perineum, smoothing up and down the skin, rubbing gently in circles gradually pushing in harder, firmer. He didn’t care how fast or how slow this was for Orlando, he just wanted it to be right, to be a night of nothing but pleasure.
_+_+_+_+_+
Orlando let out a soft strangled sound when Craig opened his throat, taking him deeper--he'd never felt anything like this before, no girl had ever been this skilful before. As Craig's fingers travelled along his body, he shuddered, hips thrusting into Craig's mouth, not quite able to control his actions. He had let his head fall back again, fingers still clutching at
the sheets, eyes closed-breath hitching, gasping from his throat.
"Craig," he gasped again, the feelings almost too much, shuddering on the bed beneath the man.
_+_+_+_+_+
Craig felt the hips under him try to buck, try to thrust up into his open mouth and throat. He pulled off Orlando briefly, panting with effort and looked deep into the boy’s eyes.
“Don’t hold back, Orli…” He breathed heavily “Fuck my mouth…Fuck my willing mouth, let yourself…you won’t hurt me…” He ended sincerely before swallowing anew, head bowed, fingers darting lower, pushing one thigh over, Orlando’s feet still trapped in the trousers it was impossible for more, but it did give him lovely access. He let one finger slide around and around Orlando’s opening, rubbing in ever decreasing circles, pressure getting harder and harder.
_+_+_+_+_+
Craig's words went straight to his groin, those words: fuck my mouth.
Orlando groaned, arching up again as Craig once again enveloped him. He shifted when his leg was pushed, as there wasn't much space for opening up--at the moment he didn't care, so long as Craig kept up what he was doing with his mouth....
When Craig's finger began its exploration, Orlando tensed up, not really
meaning to. Once again, his hands clutched in the sheets and swallowed
hard, willing himself to relax, that Craig wasn't going to hurt him.
_+_+_+_+_+
The finger slipped in just a little, just the smallest tip, not moving just staying, knowing that the first push was always the worst. Craig moved his other hand to the base of Orlando’s cock, circling it and just starting to wank slowly as he licked and sucked the tip, Hips bucked up into him, he let Orlando lead right now, knowing it would be so much easier once he relaxed.
And slipped another knuckles worth of finger in.
Tbc....
Author: Nixxie + Gypsy
Pairing: Craig/Orli
Rating: NC-17
Archive: Beyond the Fellowship and http://www.livejournal.com/users/nixxie_/
E-mail addresses for feedback: nix@nixxie.co.uk + kejazofi@wolfenet.com
Disclaimers: Not ours. Simple as that! The fact that we wish they were is beside the point!
Warnings: Real Person Slash – meaning these are based on real people, whether they really do this stuff is not known by us.
Orlando groaned deeply, unable to control himself as Craig's leg rubbed
against him--he was so hard now the contact almost hurt. God...he wanted,
he needed. It was sensory overload, Orlando thought he might get crushed
beneath the waves. Eyes closing, breath coming in quiet gasps as the
contact continued.
_+_+_+_+_+
Craig pulled back, chest heaving and eyes turning a shade darker as desire and want flooded through his veins, he knew he had to hold back for this one. But it was going to take all his strength, all his power to stop himself taking so hard he tore this one apart. He leant down swiftly and picked this boy up in a fireman’s lift, legs clasped in arms and butt high in the air which he smacked once as fast legs strode back to the bed, dumping the body onto it as he stood back and tried to calm, just took in the sight of everything he was going to have.
Everything he was going to take.
_+_+_+_+_+
Orlando had no time to react to the contact stopping before Craig had picked
him up as if he weighed nothing. A soft sound escaped his lips as he was
dumped unceremoniously onto the bed. Laying on his back, propped on elbows
as he watched Craig, Orlando realised that as turned on and about to burst
as he was, he was also terrified of what was about to come. Of what would
happen. He blinked rather owlishly, trembling as he waited for Craig's next
move.
_+_+_+_+_+
“Say good-bye to yourself, Orlando. Come dawn’s light you’re going to be a whole new man.”
_+_+_+_+_+
A shudder at those words--what a delicious idea, but also a frightening one.
Sitting up a bit more, he bit his lip lightly.
"Craig...."
_+_+_+_+_+
Craig just smiled, a knowing smiled as he looked down at a sight he had seen may times before, a nervous virgin of either sex in his bed was not that rare a sight. But then neither was his bed unknown to whips and cuffs and spikes of pain. Craig was a taker of many things, and a giver of anything it was in his power to give.
He knelt on the bed, in line with Orlando’s stomach but not getting any closer to the boy in the middle of the bed, just kneeling. “You are nervous, Orli. It is nothing to be ashamed of, in fact I would think you were lying if you were to tell me otherwise right now. Just hear this, my vow.” He took a breath and then continued, letting the words sink in. “I will never harm you. Within these walls, on this night, I will take you as you asked, but I will never take more than you wish. If you do so desire I shall stop at anytime. Even if it pains the both of us I shall stop. Never be scared with me. You have no reason to be.”
_+_+_+_+_+
Orlando blinked, the words calming him some--but doing something else as
well, that Craig most likely had not anticipated. They went straight to
Orlando's heart, speaking to the infatuation he had with the older man. He
nodded at length, eyes trusting, even if they were still a bit uncertain.
Nothing Craig could say or do would take that away completely.
"I trust you," he finally murmured. "I want this...I...I want you...."
_+_+_+_+_+
Craig knelt up, crawled till his face was above Orlando’s. Looking down at the boy with barely contained lust. And he’d barely touched him yet. “Think of a word, Orli. Your safe word. If you want me to stop at any time then say it and I will do immediately.” He looked down at Orlando, laid out on the bed ready to take. And hoped he’d be man enough to listen, to hear the word through the floods of desire if it ever came.
_+_+_+_+_+
Orlando trembled beneath Craig, though with passion, with pent up emotions
more than fear now. He couldn’t take his eyes off that face, his mind racing
around what was going to happen.
~Oh god... a word...?~
Finding his voice, and movement, he wrapped his arms around Craig's neck,
pulling him closer.
"Elf."
_+_+_+_+_+
Craig grinned as lips hit lips, arms wrapped strongly around his neck told him all he needed to know and more. So lips smacked, tongues invaded, and jaws ground a path familiar to Craig and yet with this one new. Craig was fast discovering the joys of Orlando. His mouth was sweet as dew, lips so moist as if covered with a film of rain and a rhythm and a beat unique and so joyful to Craig who’d had not many exceptional moments as this one as of late. This was light and yet deep, dark and yet buoyant.
_+_+_+_+_+
Orlando let himself get lost in the kiss, simply gave into the overpowering
emotion and sensation that it created. It was so intense, so..…… There
weren't words in Orlando's mind at the moment to describe it, he had wanted
it far too long.
_+_+_+_+_+
He moved till he was totally over Orlando, chest meeting chest, groin meeting groin and his hands held onto hips, not letting movement quite yet, kiss first, fuck later. If Craig was going to take this boy to manhood he sure as hell wasn’t going to rush things.
_+_+_+_+_+
Trying to grind his hips, Orlando whimpered into the kiss when Craig held
him down, but he didn't break the kiss--not wanting it to end. He let his
hands wander over Craig's shoulders and down his back, fingers dragging
slightly.
_+_+_+_+_+
Craig stretched up instinctively as nails dug in, spine curling and pressing his groin against Orlando’s further, harder. But hands held hips still, held hips down that wanted movement, “Easy now…” Craig muttered against moist lips, pulling off “…We’ve got all night for this Orli…I want to do this right for you…” he grinned against skin of neck “I want to do you right!” And lips curved down throat, nibbling and nipping till they reached cloth of shirt. Leaning up, sitting down, hips grinding into hips to stay, hands moved up to collar, to top button, flicking it undone with the merest of touches.
_+_+_+_+_+
A soft whimper escaped Orlando's lips, but he tried to obey, tried to keep
his hips down, tried to lay still. ~Go slow~ he told himself. He could do
it, couldn't he? If Craig wanted him to, yes he could. He shivered at the
man's words...still slightly apprehensive but more excited than anything
else right now. Another deep groan as Craig sat up, causing their groins to
rub even harder. Swallowing hard as Craig undid the first button, Orlando's
eyes never left the man's face--full of lust and trust and something else,
something else that had been building all the weeks that Orlando had been
obsessing about Craig.
_+_+_+_+_+
Three buttons had disappeared and the groans from the boy below him were too much, too fast for Craig to ignore, each one sent spikes of want and pleasure and overwhelming need straight to his already swollen cock. He shifted in his trousers at the fourth button, trying to relieve the strain. But it was no good.
“Fine!” he laughed, “But if you pass out or you can’t feel your toes when I start fucking you it’s all your own fault!” he finished, almost teasingly and lifted off, practically ripped the flies open on Orlando’s trousers and pulled out his shaft. He gazed at it hungrily, rolling it gently in his hands, taking in every inch, every skin encased solidness before he looked up the boy laid out below him. Lip dragging over bottom lip he looked, stared, and then swooped, licked from base to tip before popping the head into his mouth expertly.
_+_+_+_+_+
Orlando groaned again, then made a startled sound when Craig nearly ripped
his pants open. The words went straight to his cock, about fucking
him--managing to overpower the apprehension he felt at the moment. As soon
as Craig's hand surrounded his flesh, all thought left again and he could
only moan and buck slightly, hips arching up off the bed. His world was
narrowed to this one action--a soft cry escaping when the man's tongue
travelled the length of him, finally taking him into his mouth. Hands come
up to rest on Craig's head, urging, but gentle.
"Craig," he managed, eyes sliding closed as he enjoyed the sensation.
"God...."
_+_+_+_+_+
//I have a feeling, Craigy old boy, that this is gonna be a loud one!//
Head pulled up and off long enough to pull the trousers down most of the way, leaving Orli bound around the ankles. The mouth returned to cock, taking it in and rubbing the head up and down the roof of his mouth as one hand rubbed up and down the length, teasingly. The other hand played lightly up skin, shins and knees and thighs, till they reached Orlando’s full balls, squeezing one and then the other. And as he grabbed them both and started to roll them in his long fingers he took the whole length of Orli’s cock in again and again, sucking till cheeks hollowed.
_+_+_+_+_+
Orlando bucked again as Craig's hands found his balls, fondling and
squeezing--driving him wild. His hands left the man's head to grip in the
bedsheets, toes curling a bit as his cock was taken in again and again,
pushing him towards an edge much too quickly. He wanted this to last, yet he knew if he came it was far from over. Still, he didn't want to cum
yet--there had simply been too much build up to this moment, the very
thought that it was happening was enough to get Orlando off, forget about the fact the object of his desires now had his mouth around his cock. Eyes opening to look down at Craig, Orlando groaned, unable to look away—the sight of Craig's mouth around him too entrancing.
_+_+_+_+_+
Craig caught Orli looking at him, //Christ the boy has gorgeous eyes// He gazed back as he sucked the hard length in and out a few times, then winked as he opened the back of his throat and swallowed it all down into his mouth and throat, eyes lowering and shutting, nose bringing in oxygen whenever possible. Fingers travelled from balls to perineum, smoothing up and down the skin, rubbing gently in circles gradually pushing in harder, firmer. He didn’t care how fast or how slow this was for Orlando, he just wanted it to be right, to be a night of nothing but pleasure.
_+_+_+_+_+
Orlando let out a soft strangled sound when Craig opened his throat, taking him deeper--he'd never felt anything like this before, no girl had ever been this skilful before. As Craig's fingers travelled along his body, he shuddered, hips thrusting into Craig's mouth, not quite able to control his actions. He had let his head fall back again, fingers still clutching at
the sheets, eyes closed-breath hitching, gasping from his throat.
"Craig," he gasped again, the feelings almost too much, shuddering on the bed beneath the man.
_+_+_+_+_+
Craig felt the hips under him try to buck, try to thrust up into his open mouth and throat. He pulled off Orlando briefly, panting with effort and looked deep into the boy’s eyes.
“Don’t hold back, Orli…” He breathed heavily “Fuck my mouth…Fuck my willing mouth, let yourself…you won’t hurt me…” He ended sincerely before swallowing anew, head bowed, fingers darting lower, pushing one thigh over, Orlando’s feet still trapped in the trousers it was impossible for more, but it did give him lovely access. He let one finger slide around and around Orlando’s opening, rubbing in ever decreasing circles, pressure getting harder and harder.
_+_+_+_+_+
Craig's words went straight to his groin, those words: fuck my mouth.
Orlando groaned, arching up again as Craig once again enveloped him. He shifted when his leg was pushed, as there wasn't much space for opening up--at the moment he didn't care, so long as Craig kept up what he was doing with his mouth....
When Craig's finger began its exploration, Orlando tensed up, not really
meaning to. Once again, his hands clutched in the sheets and swallowed
hard, willing himself to relax, that Craig wasn't going to hurt him.
_+_+_+_+_+
The finger slipped in just a little, just the smallest tip, not moving just staying, knowing that the first push was always the worst. Craig moved his other hand to the base of Orlando’s cock, circling it and just starting to wank slowly as he licked and sucked the tip, Hips bucked up into him, he let Orlando lead right now, knowing it would be so much easier once he relaxed.
And slipped another knuckles worth of finger in.
Tbc....