Five Sentence Smut!Fics
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moonlettuceI have written smut! In five sentences! *\o/*
Losers, Cougar/Jensen, handcuffs
Cougar growls as Jake's tongue swirls around the head of his cock, tugging at the handcuffs that hold him to the bed.
"Jake--" It's not a whine; Cougar doesn't whine. Not even when Jake's fingers are cupping his balls and his lips are sliding over Cougar's cock.
And Jake just looks at him and grins, fucking grins, as he swallows him down.
~
Supernatural, Sam/Gabriel, in a library
Sam's hand slaps against the shelf, the sound echoing through the rows of books, as he bites at his lower lip, trying to stop the curse from escaping his lips.
Gabriel looks up from where he's kneeling, fingers curled around Sam's hip and breath ghosting over Sam's cock. He grins as he leans close, his mouth right there and still too far away. "Bet I can make you scream, Sammy-Boy," he murmurs, his tongue flicking out. "Bet I can make you beg--"
And Sam knows he can, he's done it before, so he closes his eyes as he feels Gabriel's lips move over his cock and wonders if they'll be done before the librarian finds them.
~
Leverage, Alec/Eliot, the open road
The car's parked on a dirt track because neither of them can wait until they're back at the motel, and the sounds of the highway drown out the groan as Alec sinks into Eliot, fingers pressing bruises into Eliot's hip.
"C'mon, man," Eliot urges, legs shifting futher apart as Alec bottoms out, his hips flush to Eliot's.
They know the others will be wondering where they got to, why they're getting to the motel later, even though they left first.
They know there'll be knowing looks from Sophie and inappropriate questions from Parker and the faint air of Not on the job-- from Nate, but they don't care. They don't care because they need this, they're due this, and the rest of the world can wait until they're ready.
~
SPN, Dean/Castiel, Heated moments
It starts with a look that lasts a moment too long, a touch that lasts a beat past propriety. Dean's not sure when Castiel became Cas became his, but he knows it happened. He knows it every time he looks at Cas and thinks about an angel on his knees. He knows it when he reaches out, fingers wrapping around flesh as he hears an angel fall. And he knows it when Cas finally, oh god-- finally, reaches back.
~
SPN, Castiel/Gabriel - Gabriel may be the experienced one, but Castiel can still teach him a thing or two
Naive-- he'd thought when he'd first seen his brother on Earth, wide-eyed and taking in every little thing around him.
Inexperienced-- he'd assumed, and ripe for being taken under Gabriel's wing. Ripe for being taught, shown, moulded. For if Castiel can't cleave to Heaven then he'll be looking for something to fill the spaces inside, and why shouldn't that something be Gabriel.
But, as Castiel rides him, head thrown back and litany of want dropping from with lips with each thrust of Gabriel's cock into his body as his fingers wrap around Gabriel's own, Gabriel can't help but wonder exactly which of them needs the other the most.
~
SPN Dean/Castiel Motel room, one bed
Dean doesn't even think about it when he books the room, doesn't think about asking for two beds, knowing one of them would just stay empty, even if he did.
Cas's hair is still wet from his shower as Dean slides in behind him, Cas shifting to press back against him with a murmur of Dean-- and Yes-- and Please--
The lube gets dropped behind him on the bed as Dean's slick fingers slide into Cas's body, twisting carefully, quickly; fingers soon replaced by cock and twin groans breaking the silence as Dean pushes inside.
Cas's arm reaches back, his fingers tangling with Dean's as Dean starts to thrust, a steady glide in and out of Cas. And Dean can't help but think that it feels kinda like home.
~
The prompt post is here on LJ and here on DW if anyone else feels like playing :)
Losers, Cougar/Jensen, handcuffs
Cougar growls as Jake's tongue swirls around the head of his cock, tugging at the handcuffs that hold him to the bed.
"Jake--" It's not a whine; Cougar doesn't whine. Not even when Jake's fingers are cupping his balls and his lips are sliding over Cougar's cock.
And Jake just looks at him and grins, fucking grins, as he swallows him down.
~
Supernatural, Sam/Gabriel, in a library
Sam's hand slaps against the shelf, the sound echoing through the rows of books, as he bites at his lower lip, trying to stop the curse from escaping his lips.
Gabriel looks up from where he's kneeling, fingers curled around Sam's hip and breath ghosting over Sam's cock. He grins as he leans close, his mouth right there and still too far away. "Bet I can make you scream, Sammy-Boy," he murmurs, his tongue flicking out. "Bet I can make you beg--"
And Sam knows he can, he's done it before, so he closes his eyes as he feels Gabriel's lips move over his cock and wonders if they'll be done before the librarian finds them.
~
Leverage, Alec/Eliot, the open road
The car's parked on a dirt track because neither of them can wait until they're back at the motel, and the sounds of the highway drown out the groan as Alec sinks into Eliot, fingers pressing bruises into Eliot's hip.
"C'mon, man," Eliot urges, legs shifting futher apart as Alec bottoms out, his hips flush to Eliot's.
They know the others will be wondering where they got to, why they're getting to the motel later, even though they left first.
They know there'll be knowing looks from Sophie and inappropriate questions from Parker and the faint air of Not on the job-- from Nate, but they don't care. They don't care because they need this, they're due this, and the rest of the world can wait until they're ready.
~
SPN, Dean/Castiel, Heated moments
It starts with a look that lasts a moment too long, a touch that lasts a beat past propriety. Dean's not sure when Castiel became Cas became his, but he knows it happened. He knows it every time he looks at Cas and thinks about an angel on his knees. He knows it when he reaches out, fingers wrapping around flesh as he hears an angel fall. And he knows it when Cas finally, oh god-- finally, reaches back.
~
SPN, Castiel/Gabriel - Gabriel may be the experienced one, but Castiel can still teach him a thing or two
Naive-- he'd thought when he'd first seen his brother on Earth, wide-eyed and taking in every little thing around him.
Inexperienced-- he'd assumed, and ripe for being taken under Gabriel's wing. Ripe for being taught, shown, moulded. For if Castiel can't cleave to Heaven then he'll be looking for something to fill the spaces inside, and why shouldn't that something be Gabriel.
But, as Castiel rides him, head thrown back and litany of want dropping from with lips with each thrust of Gabriel's cock into his body as his fingers wrap around Gabriel's own, Gabriel can't help but wonder exactly which of them needs the other the most.
~
SPN Dean/Castiel Motel room, one bed
Dean doesn't even think about it when he books the room, doesn't think about asking for two beds, knowing one of them would just stay empty, even if he did.
Cas's hair is still wet from his shower as Dean slides in behind him, Cas shifting to press back against him with a murmur of Dean-- and Yes-- and Please--
The lube gets dropped behind him on the bed as Dean's slick fingers slide into Cas's body, twisting carefully, quickly; fingers soon replaced by cock and twin groans breaking the silence as Dean pushes inside.
Cas's arm reaches back, his fingers tangling with Dean's as Dean starts to thrust, a steady glide in and out of Cas. And Dean can't help but think that it feels kinda like home.
~
The prompt post is here on LJ and here on DW if anyone else feels like playing :)
