Tin Man: "Naked Ambition," Wyatt Cain/Glitch
Title: "Naked Ambition" ( view my table)
Author: hexeengel, copyright © 2011 S.E.J.
Beta: n/a
Pairing: Wyatt Cain/Glitch
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Glitch waits for Cain to come home and fantasizes
Disclaimer: I own nothing, I gain nothing.
Warnings: Slash
Notes: Glitch's POV. This is xposted to my fic comm, hexefics.
I knew exactly what he'd think, finding me there. On the bed, on my side, propped up on my elbow. One leg crossed over the other, demure yet seductive. Oh, and did I mention, naked? He loves how my skin looks in candle light, like Fall sunshine through honey.
And so I waited to greet my lover, listening for his footfalls on our wood floor. I got hard, imagining how he'd react when he walked in. I couldn't help it, I started to stroke myself thinking about it, knowing how he'd press his lips to mine as he entered me.
I clenched and moaned, remembering how he filled me, all that thick, hard cock so deep inside me. Gods, I love how he fucks me. Feeling him move, how his muscles tense and flex. My hand pumped faster, my breath got shallow, the pressure built and before I realized it I was cumming.
I laid back, panting, my eyes still closed. "Dear me, I didn't mean to let it get that far."
"I loved it, sweetheart."
His voice startled me. My eyes flew open and sought out the gruff, lusty sound that made my cock twitch. He stood in the doorway, not a stitch on him, his own, beautiful cock at attention.
"Well then darling, I'm feeling ambitious. I wonder how many more times you can make me do that."
He grinned. "Let's dance, headcase."
Author: hexeengel, copyright © 2011 S.E.J.
Beta: n/a
Pairing: Wyatt Cain/Glitch
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Glitch waits for Cain to come home and fantasizes
Disclaimer: I own nothing, I gain nothing.
Warnings: Slash
Notes: Glitch's POV. This is xposted to my fic comm, hexefics.
I knew exactly what he'd think, finding me there. On the bed, on my side, propped up on my elbow. One leg crossed over the other, demure yet seductive. Oh, and did I mention, naked? He loves how my skin looks in candle light, like Fall sunshine through honey.
And so I waited to greet my lover, listening for his footfalls on our wood floor. I got hard, imagining how he'd react when he walked in. I couldn't help it, I started to stroke myself thinking about it, knowing how he'd press his lips to mine as he entered me.
I clenched and moaned, remembering how he filled me, all that thick, hard cock so deep inside me. Gods, I love how he fucks me. Feeling him move, how his muscles tense and flex. My hand pumped faster, my breath got shallow, the pressure built and before I realized it I was cumming.
I laid back, panting, my eyes still closed. "Dear me, I didn't mean to let it get that far."
"I loved it, sweetheart."
His voice startled me. My eyes flew open and sought out the gruff, lusty sound that made my cock twitch. He stood in the doorway, not a stitch on him, his own, beautiful cock at attention.
"Well then darling, I'm feeling ambitious. I wonder how many more times you can make me do that."
He grinned. "Let's dance, headcase."