Not Even Diamonds, White Collar, NC-17
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veronicasleepsTitle: Not Even Diamonds...
Prompt: #25 Diamonds
Author: veronicasleeps
Rating: NC-17
Characters/Pairings: Neal/Peter
Word count: 300
Warnings/Spoilers: rough sex, dirty talk
Summary: Neal and Peter have some fun, involving a mirror and a necklace.
Notes: Yeah. Good old fashioned porn to make myself happy.
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Neal almost closes his eyes when Peter slowly fucks into him –almost, but not quite- and moans softly whenever he catches sight of himself in the mirror. He looks incredibly wanton, fucked out and open on Peter’s lap with the other man’s cock buried deep inside his ass, and it makes his cheeks flush and his heart thud even faster in his chest.
Oversensitive, each guided roll of his hip bringing pain and pleasure and heady completeness with it, his head falls back a little onto Peter’s shoulder and he closes his eyes against the burn of the sweat that’s running into them and buries his face in Peter’s throat, even though hiding is not allowed, even though he knows Peter won’t tolerate it.
“Oh no, sweetheart,” the words are deceptively gentle in comparison to the hand that Peter fists into his hair to pull Neal forward so that he’s looking into the mirror again, “That’s not what happens here. Open those pretty eyes so I can see how desperate you are, how much you want this, how much you need this, need me to fuck you until you’re nothing more than this, this needy little thing that moans when I’ve been fucking your asshole for so long it hurts.”
Neal gasps and wriggles, but all he does is make Peter chuckle darkly into his ear.
“Really, Neal, you should see yourself,” he thumbs Neal’s nipple with every word, clamping down on it, rolling it between two fingers and tugging, “how pretty you are when you’re almost crying from the overload.”
Peter’s hand slides from Neal’s hair to the long necklace he has wound twice around his neck and tightens it so far that Neal has trouble breathing.
“Even diamonds can’t make you look any less of a whore then.”
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Prompt: #25 Diamonds
Author: veronicasleeps
Rating: NC-17
Characters/Pairings: Neal/Peter
Word count: 300
Warnings/Spoilers: rough sex, dirty talk
Summary: Neal and Peter have some fun, involving a mirror and a necklace.
Notes: Yeah. Good old fashioned porn to make myself happy.
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Neal almost closes his eyes when Peter slowly fucks into him –almost, but not quite- and moans softly whenever he catches sight of himself in the mirror. He looks incredibly wanton, fucked out and open on Peter’s lap with the other man’s cock buried deep inside his ass, and it makes his cheeks flush and his heart thud even faster in his chest.
Oversensitive, each guided roll of his hip bringing pain and pleasure and heady completeness with it, his head falls back a little onto Peter’s shoulder and he closes his eyes against the burn of the sweat that’s running into them and buries his face in Peter’s throat, even though hiding is not allowed, even though he knows Peter won’t tolerate it.
“Oh no, sweetheart,” the words are deceptively gentle in comparison to the hand that Peter fists into his hair to pull Neal forward so that he’s looking into the mirror again, “That’s not what happens here. Open those pretty eyes so I can see how desperate you are, how much you want this, how much you need this, need me to fuck you until you’re nothing more than this, this needy little thing that moans when I’ve been fucking your asshole for so long it hurts.”
Neal gasps and wriggles, but all he does is make Peter chuckle darkly into his ear.
“Really, Neal, you should see yourself,” he thumbs Neal’s nipple with every word, clamping down on it, rolling it between two fingers and tugging, “how pretty you are when you’re almost crying from the overload.”
Peter’s hand slides from Neal’s hair to the long necklace he has wound twice around his neck and tightens it so far that Neal has trouble breathing.
“Even diamonds can’t make you look any less of a whore then.”
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