Fill: Chibs/Juice, Everyone Crazy 'Bout a Sharps-Rigged Man 1/4, NC-17o_contraryOctober 28 2012, 04:16:12 UTC
Sartorially Yours 1: Everyone Crazy ‘Bout a Sharps-Rigged Man, NC-17
They’ve taken to blowing off steam together, Juice and Chibs, on long runs, after they’ve had to throw down on another crew.
Sometimes - mostly, as is more often the case now - just because.
So it’s not a surprise when Juice bellies up to Chibs in the Clubhouse after their latest tussle with the Mayans - who should really sodding know better by now - a glint in his eye that makes anticipation sing through Chibs’s bloodstream, carried along on rafts of liquor and weed. Aye, this is just the thing to round out a triumphant evening, more of this strange pull between them that the crow eaters can’t touch.
The form of the invitation, though, that is a little surprising. Usually it’s all some kind of semaphore, a jerk of the head, the lad’s tongue sliding cleverly - fucking lewdly, it’s a wonder no one’s caught on, more still if they just don’t care enough to say anything - against the inside of his cheek, maybe Chibs tucking his gloves in his pocket. Tonight,
( ... )
Fill: Chibs/Juice, Everyone Crazy 'Bout a Sharps-Rigged Man 2/4, NC-17o_contraryOctober 28 2012, 04:18:03 UTC
It’s still risky, but Clay left with Gemma a while ago, Bobby’s laid out by the pole with a girl dancing over him, and Tig’s piled up with at least two girls in improbable positions on the pool table, so the coast is about as clear as it’s ever likely to be.
Still, there’s no reason to dilly-dally, and if he quicksteps it to the van, no one’s out and about to call him on it.
When he opens the van’s back door, he has to stifle a yelp of startlement at getting bodily yanked in - Juicy’s deceptively strong, the little fraud - by his bloody holstersWhich, honestly, does nothing to quell the erection he’s been nursing since Juice took it upon himself to chat the sodding things up back in the bar
( ... )
Fill: Chibs/Juice, Everyone Crazy 'Bout a Sharps-Rigged Man 3/4, NC-17o_contraryOctober 28 2012, 04:20:07 UTC
There are all kinds of ways to put the holster straps to use if you're familiar with your rig and know what you're doing. Before Juice even has a chance to wonder at him, Chibs slips out of it, gets one half looped around and through Juice's wrists as a makeshift restraint and the other slung back around his own neck
( ... )
Fill: Chibs/Juice, Everyone Crazy 'Bout a Sharps-Rigged Man 4/4, NC-17o_contraryOctober 28 2012, 04:22:03 UTC
"Juice, laddie, ye've got to keep it down, no tellin' who'll pass by," he cautions, not caring that his own voice is in tatters, trailing a thumb over Juice's lower lip. Juice's eyelids open to half-mast, his tongue darting out to catch the tip of Chibs's thumb, and it's Chibs's turn to shiver and bite off a telling sort of noise as he slowly inches his cock back into Juice, relishing the way Juice struggles to keep his eyes open, the way he levers his hips up to take Chibs deeper.
"C'mere," Juice whispers. Chibs does, shifting to balance on his knees and elbows, hips canting a little at the low keen Juice gives him with the change in position. Chibs drops his head to find Juice's mouth with his own and kiss him deeply, less a clash for dominance than because he just needs to right then, and Juice responds eagerly, tongue tangling with Chibs's on soft, pleased noises that taper into impatience, hips grinding up as Chibs begins to rock into him again, slowly. "Can I..." he trails off, eyes flicking down to the pieces of the other half
( ... )
Re: Fill: Chibs/Juice, Everyone Crazy 'Bout a Sharps-Rigged Man 4/4, NC-17linndechirOctober 28 2012, 17:52:11 UTC
This is absolutely perfect in every way. The dialogue and the porn and Juice being cheeky and Chibs being very amused by Juice's kinks ... just perfect.
Then he realizes Juice's bound hands are pressed to Chibs's chest now, his hands that he hasn't once moved in such a way as to put any strain on Chibs's neck whatsoever. Loved this little detail. I actually loved a lot of details, but then I'd be quoting half your fic back at you. ;) Thank you so much for writing this. :)
Re: Fill: Chibs/Juice, Everyone Crazy 'Bout a Sharps-Rigged Man 4/4, NC-17o_contraryOctober 28 2012, 23:35:45 UTC
Thank you so much! I had so much fun with them, I'm so thrilled you enjoyed it, too, lol. It'll take me FOREVER, because I get ~distracted~ by PWP's, but I have Plans for the scarf. And the shirt. And The Jeans, for which canon will probably go right out the window. This one, though, I HAD to try and get out ASAP so it wouldn't ruin me for anything else, and it still felt like it took forever. HOLSTERS, for the love of Pete.
It'd be hilarious if Juice was basically a vanilla guy until Chibs happened.
Ahem. Sorry for the babbling! Thanks again, and I am so, so glad someone else loves that leather shirt - and the rest of Chibs's mostly-fantasticals wardrobe - as much as I do! ;D
Re: Fill: Chibs/Juice, Everyone Crazy 'Bout a Sharps-Rigged Man 4/4, NC-17o_contraryNovember 7 2012, 00:18:56 UTC
I'm nervous about tonight's ep, so possibly exploring the many possibilities of Chibs's wardrobe and Juice's previously-vanilla ways will be my distraction!
And yes, yes he can. No question. I was a little, er, bent before getting into SoA, but I don't think I'm imagining that my pornier bits have gotten not only pornier, but kinkier. This... is not a complaint, other than my tendency to get idea-whammied in public. *facepalm*
They’ve taken to blowing off steam together, Juice and Chibs, on long runs, after they’ve had to throw down on another crew.
Sometimes - mostly, as is more often the case now - just because.
So it’s not a surprise when Juice bellies up to Chibs in the Clubhouse after their latest tussle with the Mayans - who should really sodding know better by now - a glint in his eye that makes anticipation sing through Chibs’s bloodstream, carried along on rafts of liquor and weed. Aye, this is just the thing to round out a triumphant evening, more of this strange pull between them that the crow eaters can’t touch.
The form of the invitation, though, that is a little surprising. Usually it’s all some kind of semaphore, a jerk of the head, the lad’s tongue sliding cleverly - fucking lewdly, it’s a wonder no one’s caught on, more still if they just don’t care enough to say anything - against the inside of his cheek, maybe Chibs tucking his gloves in his pocket. Tonight, ( ... )
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Still, there’s no reason to dilly-dally, and if he quicksteps it to the van, no one’s out and about to call him on it.
When he opens the van’s back door, he has to stifle a yelp of startlement at getting bodily yanked in - Juicy’s deceptively strong, the little fraud - by his bloody holstersWhich, honestly, does nothing to quell the erection he’s been nursing since Juice took it upon himself to chat the sodding things up back in the bar ( ... )
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"C'mere," Juice whispers. Chibs does, shifting to balance on his knees and elbows, hips canting a little at the low keen Juice gives him with the change in position. Chibs drops his head to find Juice's mouth with his own and kiss him deeply, less a clash for dominance than because he just needs to right then, and Juice responds eagerly, tongue tangling with Chibs's on soft, pleased noises that taper into impatience, hips grinding up as Chibs begins to rock into him again, slowly. "Can I..." he trails off, eyes flicking down to the pieces of the other half ( ... )
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Then he realizes Juice's bound hands are pressed to Chibs's chest now, his hands that he hasn't once moved in such a way as to put any strain on Chibs's neck whatsoever.
Loved this little detail. I actually loved a lot of details, but then I'd be quoting half your fic back at you. ;) Thank you so much for writing this. :)
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It'd be hilarious if Juice was basically a vanilla guy until Chibs happened.
Ahem. Sorry for the babbling! Thanks again, and I am so, so glad someone else loves that leather shirt - and the rest of Chibs's mostly-fantasticals wardrobe - as much as I do! ;D
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Chibs can turn anyone kinky. ^^ His clothes are all fantastic, I still can't believe I couldn't find much other clothes porn before this.
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And yes, yes he can. No question. I was a little, er, bent before getting into SoA, but I don't think I'm imagining that my pornier bits have gotten not only pornier, but kinkier. This... is not a complaint, other than my tendency to get idea-whammied in public. *facepalm*
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