"Paint" experimental smut non graphic 2x1 lemon
Title: Paint
Author: WickedGame
Archive: No Rest for the Wicked, my LJ
Category: PWP, experimental
Pairing: 2x1
Rating: X or NC17 or M
Warnings: bondage, body paint fetish, non-graphic lemon, experimental fic.
Notes: Beta read by Triowing. Experimental because I’ve never written in this obscure manner before so forgive me if it sucks.
The hands were tied to the wrought iron headboard with black silk scarves, arms stretched taut and muscles strained to their extremes.
The ankles were secured much the same, and the spread eagle position left his naked body exposed to both the cool room and the eyes of the man who held him captive.
But he wanted to be captive. He wanted to be captivated. And Duo Maxwell…well…captivated him.
He watched as the long, thin black brush was swept through the small tray of sapphire blue paint. The horse hairs of the brush held onto every drop as Duo poised over his right shoulder.
The paint was cold as it touched his skin, and slick as Duo painted his arm in an elegant pattern from wrist to elbow. He didn’t dare to try and move. He didn’t want to upset this delicate scene and Duo’s graceful handiwork. Nor did he speak for fear of waking up from some erotic dream.
Duo dipped an identical brush in green paint and repeated the prior pattern on the left arm. He felt strangely like some kind of tribal warrior wearing war paint, but he dismissed those thoughts quickly as they no longer applied to him as they once did.
He held his breath as a brush was dipped in purple paint and his feet and ankles were swirled with paint, and then red was used to trace zig-zags up to his knees.
Violet eyes raked over his body, taking in the sight of flesh covered by unnaturally bright colors. Hands dipped into orange paint and approached the thighs.
He watched silently as fingers and hands drew nonsense designs up to the juncture of his thighs. His cock was hard from the attention and the orange paint circled the base of it.
Duo sucked in a breath as the large muscle twitched and bobbed, searching for attention and touch. He chuckled very softly and withdrew his hands. He washed them quickly in a bucket and dried them once again as he approached the tray of black paint.
He stared as Duo covered his hands in black and approached his chest. Two handprints appeared on his flat and toned stomach and then the fingers ran up his chest. Slick fingers circled his nipples and ghosted over them, dotting them with color. He arched up and into that touch, craving more and needing more and wanting more.
Duo groaned as he took in the sight of his lover’s body covered in paint. He relented and bent down to kiss lips and to caress tongue. Slick hands smeared black silk as knots were undone and extremities were freed.
He needed and wanted this now. He wrapped painted arms around a slim waist and forced Duo onto paint-splattered sheets. Colors mixed as bodies collided and liquid smeared on skin in more ways than one.
Soon they were both covered in liquid color, myriads of colors that had maybe never even been seen before. And as they moved faster and faster together, colors blurring in the haze, they both saw white.
Author: WickedGame
Archive: No Rest for the Wicked, my LJ
Category: PWP, experimental
Pairing: 2x1
Rating: X or NC17 or M
Warnings: bondage, body paint fetish, non-graphic lemon, experimental fic.
Notes: Beta read by Triowing. Experimental because I’ve never written in this obscure manner before so forgive me if it sucks.
The hands were tied to the wrought iron headboard with black silk scarves, arms stretched taut and muscles strained to their extremes.
The ankles were secured much the same, and the spread eagle position left his naked body exposed to both the cool room and the eyes of the man who held him captive.
But he wanted to be captive. He wanted to be captivated. And Duo Maxwell…well…captivated him.
He watched as the long, thin black brush was swept through the small tray of sapphire blue paint. The horse hairs of the brush held onto every drop as Duo poised over his right shoulder.
The paint was cold as it touched his skin, and slick as Duo painted his arm in an elegant pattern from wrist to elbow. He didn’t dare to try and move. He didn’t want to upset this delicate scene and Duo’s graceful handiwork. Nor did he speak for fear of waking up from some erotic dream.
Duo dipped an identical brush in green paint and repeated the prior pattern on the left arm. He felt strangely like some kind of tribal warrior wearing war paint, but he dismissed those thoughts quickly as they no longer applied to him as they once did.
He held his breath as a brush was dipped in purple paint and his feet and ankles were swirled with paint, and then red was used to trace zig-zags up to his knees.
Violet eyes raked over his body, taking in the sight of flesh covered by unnaturally bright colors. Hands dipped into orange paint and approached the thighs.
He watched silently as fingers and hands drew nonsense designs up to the juncture of his thighs. His cock was hard from the attention and the orange paint circled the base of it.
Duo sucked in a breath as the large muscle twitched and bobbed, searching for attention and touch. He chuckled very softly and withdrew his hands. He washed them quickly in a bucket and dried them once again as he approached the tray of black paint.
He stared as Duo covered his hands in black and approached his chest. Two handprints appeared on his flat and toned stomach and then the fingers ran up his chest. Slick fingers circled his nipples and ghosted over them, dotting them with color. He arched up and into that touch, craving more and needing more and wanting more.
Duo groaned as he took in the sight of his lover’s body covered in paint. He relented and bent down to kiss lips and to caress tongue. Slick hands smeared black silk as knots were undone and extremities were freed.
He needed and wanted this now. He wrapped painted arms around a slim waist and forced Duo onto paint-splattered sheets. Colors mixed as bodies collided and liquid smeared on skin in more ways than one.
Soon they were both covered in liquid color, myriads of colors that had maybe never even been seen before. And as they moved faster and faster together, colors blurring in the haze, they both saw white.