Linkin Park: Brad/Chester, #018 Black
Title: Itsy bitsy spider
Fandom: Linkin Park
Characters: Chester, Brad, Mike, Rob
Prompt: #018 Black
Word Count: 349
Rating: R
Summary: Chester is bitten by a spider and everything changes.
Chester is bitten by a spider and everything changes.
He passes out and has no idea where he is, when he comes to. Mike makes the mistake of telling him, you're in the medical tent, we're in London. All he gets in return is bared teeth and a snarl.
Later, Chester slams him hard against the closed hotel door and bites his neck. Warm blood, the smell of copper and day-old cologne. Mike trembles, whispers, "Stop," and "it hurts."
But Chester can't hear him for the rushing in his ears. He pushes the emcee towards the bed and down onto it. Strips him carelessly, and Mike can't do anything because the minute he tries to struggle Chester's hands are on his wrists, long nails tearing at his skin.
It hurts, and there's so much blood, and he can't stop crying. Weeps, even when Chester back hands him roughly, bites his lips angrily to shut him the fuck up.
And then the singer is coming, his back arching and coming undone with a low moan. He pulls out. Gets dressed. He licks Mike's bloods from his hands like a cat and grins at the emcee who lies prone on the bed and saunters out of the room.
*
Mike wears a turtle neck. Long sleeves in the heat of summer and Rob is by his side instantly, urgent whispers and stroking his face. What if he's hurting himself again? Like when his wife left him? What if Chester cares and didn't turn away with a tired sigh.
"What'd you do to him?" Brad asks.
"Nothing you should be jealous of," he says and brushes the guitarist off.
"No," Brad hisses, grabbing Chester's wrist, "What'd you do."
All he gets is a cold glare as the singer jerks out of Brad's grasp.
*
At three in the morning Chester shows up at Brad's hotel door wearing a sly smile and licking his lips.
"What'd you do to Mike?" Brad asks immediately.
"Nothing you should be jealous of," Chester says, jumping him and tearing out his throat, teeth as sharp as fangs.
Fandom: Linkin Park
Characters: Chester, Brad, Mike, Rob
Prompt: #018 Black
Word Count: 349
Rating: R
Summary: Chester is bitten by a spider and everything changes.
Chester is bitten by a spider and everything changes.
He passes out and has no idea where he is, when he comes to. Mike makes the mistake of telling him, you're in the medical tent, we're in London. All he gets in return is bared teeth and a snarl.
Later, Chester slams him hard against the closed hotel door and bites his neck. Warm blood, the smell of copper and day-old cologne. Mike trembles, whispers, "Stop," and "it hurts."
But Chester can't hear him for the rushing in his ears. He pushes the emcee towards the bed and down onto it. Strips him carelessly, and Mike can't do anything because the minute he tries to struggle Chester's hands are on his wrists, long nails tearing at his skin.
It hurts, and there's so much blood, and he can't stop crying. Weeps, even when Chester back hands him roughly, bites his lips angrily to shut him the fuck up.
And then the singer is coming, his back arching and coming undone with a low moan. He pulls out. Gets dressed. He licks Mike's bloods from his hands like a cat and grins at the emcee who lies prone on the bed and saunters out of the room.
*
Mike wears a turtle neck. Long sleeves in the heat of summer and Rob is by his side instantly, urgent whispers and stroking his face. What if he's hurting himself again? Like when his wife left him? What if Chester cares and didn't turn away with a tired sigh.
"What'd you do to him?" Brad asks.
"Nothing you should be jealous of," he says and brushes the guitarist off.
"No," Brad hisses, grabbing Chester's wrist, "What'd you do."
All he gets is a cold glare as the singer jerks out of Brad's grasp.
*
At three in the morning Chester shows up at Brad's hotel door wearing a sly smile and licking his lips.
"What'd you do to Mike?" Brad asks immediately.
"Nothing you should be jealous of," Chester says, jumping him and tearing out his throat, teeth as sharp as fangs.