Fic: "Kinky Boots", NC-17, Bridge/Sky, implied SWAT
Title: Kinky Boots
Author: Mary (shurimon and shurifanstuffs on Livejournal)
Fandom & Pairings: Power Rangers SPD, Bridge/Sky but implied SWAT
Rating: NC-17
Warnings/Indications: Unbeta'd. M/M slash, some crossdressing. Probably NOT WORKSAFE.
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters and make no claim to. All characters involved are over age 18.
Summary: After Bridge hears that Sky loves a certain type of boots, he tries to spice up their sex life.
Notes: This fic is intended to be cracky and a little wrong.
"Skyyy..." Bridge's voice, tinged with a bit of a whine, cut across Sky Tate's half-asleep mind, attempting to urge him into wakefulness. He tried to ignore the voice, and the pokes to his side that followed, but it was difficult.
"Bridge... leave me alone," Sky finally grunted. "It's late. You should be asleep, like I'm trying to be."
"But I wanna have sex. Or at least snuggle," Bridge pouted. "I've tried going to sleep and I can't, and usually if we snuggle I go right to sleep, because it relaxes me, and if we have sex I usually go to sleep right away too because-"
"OKAY. I get the point. I'm really not in the mood tonight, go ask Jack or Z or Syd, alright?"
"Fine." Bridge sighed and exited the room, and Sky opened one eye to watch him go, feeling a little tinge of guilt at having been so sharp with him, as Bridge sounded hurt. He then shut his eyes, figuring that one of the others' attentions would make him feel better, and had just about fallen asleep five minutes later when the door slid open. The light from the rec room shone in Sky's face, bothering him enough to make him open his eyes again. He couldn't see the identity of the person in the doorway, even when shielding his face from the light.
"Who is it?" he asked grumpily. "I'm trying to sleep here..." He then noticed that the shadow had on a certain type of footwear. Feminine footwear. "Z? Syd? It's gotta be one of you guys because of the..." The lights in the room itself then turned on to reveal... Bridge? He posed seductively, and Sky couldn't take his eyes off the pair of fuckme boots on his sometimes-boyfriend's feet, exactly like the kind the girls wore on their dress uniforms. Probably borrowed right from one of them, Sky thought. However, far from turning him on, like they did when Z or Syd wore them, Sky felt amused and couldn't suppress a snigger at how ridiculous the whole thing way.
"What, what's so funny?" Bridge asked, licking his lips and taking a step inside the room, the door sliding shut behind him. "Are you making fun of me? Not that you making fun of me is anything new, but you usually are kind enough to not do it at times like these."
"I know, I know, you just... I'm sorry," Sky mumbled. "What in the hell are you doing, buddy?"
"Trying to seduce you," Bridge said, then took a few more steps toward the bed before falling flat on his face. "Ow." Sky tried hard to suppress his laughter, but couldn't as he rolled out of bed and helped Bridge sit up and pry off the too-small boots. "I guess falling flat on my face isn't very sexy, though, isn't it?"
"No, it's not," Sky replied. "I'm really sorry, I don't mean to keep laughing... but you cannot pull off the fuckme boots. I doubt Jack could, either, frankly." He cupped Bridge's face in his hands, as the other man looked as though he were about to burst into tears, then leaned in, softly kissing him on the mouth, parting tightly-closed lips with his tongue. "Bridge, I appreciate you trying to do this for me, but I love you for you. I don't want to be thinking about Z or Syd when I'm having sex with you, nor do I want to think about you when I'm having sex with them. I love the boots, but only on women. OK? You do things in your own way, and that's fine. You don't need to copy the others." Bridge nodded, frowing, then got up and started going over to his own bed.
"Yeah, I get you."
"Why are you going to bed?"
"Because I'm sure I just ruined whatever chance I had of making you want to have sex with me tonight," Bridge said. In response, Sky went over to him, turning his head and kissing him again.
"Well, now that you've woken me, it might help me get back to sleep if I expend a little more energy... catch my drift?" Bridge still looked reluctant, so Sky kissed down his neck, reaching up under his shirt and rubbing his chest a little, eliciting a smile from Bridge when he tickled the other man's sides.
"OK. But I want you to be on top this time," Bridge said, stripping off his shirt.
"Really? I thought you liked that a lot better," said Sky, following suit.
"I do, but I like a little variety once in a while, too," said Bridge. "Every time we do it it's naked, foreplay, fuck or suck... naked, foreplay, fuck or suck... and I initiate it and do the fuck or suck part every time. Now that you've started something, why not follow through?" Sky responded by shoving Bridge roughly.
"If you want me to, then... take the pants off and get on your knees," Sky ordered, and Bridge finally grinned widely, complying. Sky's own clothing was quickly discarded, too, as he squatted down behind Bridge and started chewing on the back of his neck, then moved down on his back, all the while his hands working to tickle, rub, and tease the inside of Bridge's thighs. Though he was used to their positions being reversed, Sky found he still enjoyed the sensations as he traced one hand up Bridge's side, then held it over his mouth, muffling the moans of pleasure when Sky then took Bridge's cock and began to jerk him off, feeling himself getting hard in the process.
"You like that, don't you?" Sky whispered in his ear, receiving a grunt in response. "Of course you do. But if you want me to keep going, you have to do something for me, too." Sky removed his hands from Bridge's mouth and cock, then rested them on his hips. "Take your gloves off, then turn around." The other man did as he was told, tossing his leather gloves to the side, and Sky lay back, spreading his legs to give his lover easier access. "Good boy. You know what to do now." Sky closed his eyes and relaxed as Bridge eagerly wrapped his lips over his teeth and took Sky's cock in his mouth, slowly and carefully sucking and licking as he moved up and down. One of his hands moved up to dig fingernails into Sky's back. Sky braced himself, his arms and legs tensing as Bridge brought him toward climax in that quick and efficient way only he was able to do. His eyes then screwed shut, and he cried out his partner's name when he came, his whole body going limp when he was done. Satisfied, Bridge swallowed his load, then manuvered himself into place, curling up against Sky's side.
"Ahh... being on top isn't such a bad thing after all," Bridge mumbled, his sweaty bangs falling untidily across his forehead, not even surprised when Sky seized his cock and resumed masturbating him, though he began to tense and arc his back forward a little when Sky's mouth enclosed one of his nipples and sucked on it. "NNNGH. Ahhhh... OHHHH..." Bridge made a mess all over himself in short order, which Sky tasted a little before finding a discarded towel from his side of the room and helping him clean up.
The two lovers got dressed again in silence, and Bridge smiled a little meekly at Sky.
"Can we snuggle now?"
"Sure, Bridge," Sky said, and the two lay down together. "Just don't bring the kinky boots this time."
Author: Mary (shurimon and shurifanstuffs on Livejournal)
Fandom & Pairings: Power Rangers SPD, Bridge/Sky but implied SWAT
Rating: NC-17
Warnings/Indications: Unbeta'd. M/M slash, some crossdressing. Probably NOT WORKSAFE.
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters and make no claim to. All characters involved are over age 18.
Summary: After Bridge hears that Sky loves a certain type of boots, he tries to spice up their sex life.
Notes: This fic is intended to be cracky and a little wrong.
"Skyyy..." Bridge's voice, tinged with a bit of a whine, cut across Sky Tate's half-asleep mind, attempting to urge him into wakefulness. He tried to ignore the voice, and the pokes to his side that followed, but it was difficult.
"Bridge... leave me alone," Sky finally grunted. "It's late. You should be asleep, like I'm trying to be."
"But I wanna have sex. Or at least snuggle," Bridge pouted. "I've tried going to sleep and I can't, and usually if we snuggle I go right to sleep, because it relaxes me, and if we have sex I usually go to sleep right away too because-"
"OKAY. I get the point. I'm really not in the mood tonight, go ask Jack or Z or Syd, alright?"
"Fine." Bridge sighed and exited the room, and Sky opened one eye to watch him go, feeling a little tinge of guilt at having been so sharp with him, as Bridge sounded hurt. He then shut his eyes, figuring that one of the others' attentions would make him feel better, and had just about fallen asleep five minutes later when the door slid open. The light from the rec room shone in Sky's face, bothering him enough to make him open his eyes again. He couldn't see the identity of the person in the doorway, even when shielding his face from the light.
"Who is it?" he asked grumpily. "I'm trying to sleep here..." He then noticed that the shadow had on a certain type of footwear. Feminine footwear. "Z? Syd? It's gotta be one of you guys because of the..." The lights in the room itself then turned on to reveal... Bridge? He posed seductively, and Sky couldn't take his eyes off the pair of fuckme boots on his sometimes-boyfriend's feet, exactly like the kind the girls wore on their dress uniforms. Probably borrowed right from one of them, Sky thought. However, far from turning him on, like they did when Z or Syd wore them, Sky felt amused and couldn't suppress a snigger at how ridiculous the whole thing way.
"What, what's so funny?" Bridge asked, licking his lips and taking a step inside the room, the door sliding shut behind him. "Are you making fun of me? Not that you making fun of me is anything new, but you usually are kind enough to not do it at times like these."
"I know, I know, you just... I'm sorry," Sky mumbled. "What in the hell are you doing, buddy?"
"Trying to seduce you," Bridge said, then took a few more steps toward the bed before falling flat on his face. "Ow." Sky tried hard to suppress his laughter, but couldn't as he rolled out of bed and helped Bridge sit up and pry off the too-small boots. "I guess falling flat on my face isn't very sexy, though, isn't it?"
"No, it's not," Sky replied. "I'm really sorry, I don't mean to keep laughing... but you cannot pull off the fuckme boots. I doubt Jack could, either, frankly." He cupped Bridge's face in his hands, as the other man looked as though he were about to burst into tears, then leaned in, softly kissing him on the mouth, parting tightly-closed lips with his tongue. "Bridge, I appreciate you trying to do this for me, but I love you for you. I don't want to be thinking about Z or Syd when I'm having sex with you, nor do I want to think about you when I'm having sex with them. I love the boots, but only on women. OK? You do things in your own way, and that's fine. You don't need to copy the others." Bridge nodded, frowing, then got up and started going over to his own bed.
"Yeah, I get you."
"Why are you going to bed?"
"Because I'm sure I just ruined whatever chance I had of making you want to have sex with me tonight," Bridge said. In response, Sky went over to him, turning his head and kissing him again.
"Well, now that you've woken me, it might help me get back to sleep if I expend a little more energy... catch my drift?" Bridge still looked reluctant, so Sky kissed down his neck, reaching up under his shirt and rubbing his chest a little, eliciting a smile from Bridge when he tickled the other man's sides.
"OK. But I want you to be on top this time," Bridge said, stripping off his shirt.
"Really? I thought you liked that a lot better," said Sky, following suit.
"I do, but I like a little variety once in a while, too," said Bridge. "Every time we do it it's naked, foreplay, fuck or suck... naked, foreplay, fuck or suck... and I initiate it and do the fuck or suck part every time. Now that you've started something, why not follow through?" Sky responded by shoving Bridge roughly.
"If you want me to, then... take the pants off and get on your knees," Sky ordered, and Bridge finally grinned widely, complying. Sky's own clothing was quickly discarded, too, as he squatted down behind Bridge and started chewing on the back of his neck, then moved down on his back, all the while his hands working to tickle, rub, and tease the inside of Bridge's thighs. Though he was used to their positions being reversed, Sky found he still enjoyed the sensations as he traced one hand up Bridge's side, then held it over his mouth, muffling the moans of pleasure when Sky then took Bridge's cock and began to jerk him off, feeling himself getting hard in the process.
"You like that, don't you?" Sky whispered in his ear, receiving a grunt in response. "Of course you do. But if you want me to keep going, you have to do something for me, too." Sky removed his hands from Bridge's mouth and cock, then rested them on his hips. "Take your gloves off, then turn around." The other man did as he was told, tossing his leather gloves to the side, and Sky lay back, spreading his legs to give his lover easier access. "Good boy. You know what to do now." Sky closed his eyes and relaxed as Bridge eagerly wrapped his lips over his teeth and took Sky's cock in his mouth, slowly and carefully sucking and licking as he moved up and down. One of his hands moved up to dig fingernails into Sky's back. Sky braced himself, his arms and legs tensing as Bridge brought him toward climax in that quick and efficient way only he was able to do. His eyes then screwed shut, and he cried out his partner's name when he came, his whole body going limp when he was done. Satisfied, Bridge swallowed his load, then manuvered himself into place, curling up against Sky's side.
"Ahh... being on top isn't such a bad thing after all," Bridge mumbled, his sweaty bangs falling untidily across his forehead, not even surprised when Sky seized his cock and resumed masturbating him, though he began to tense and arc his back forward a little when Sky's mouth enclosed one of his nipples and sucked on it. "NNNGH. Ahhhh... OHHHH..." Bridge made a mess all over himself in short order, which Sky tasted a little before finding a discarded towel from his side of the room and helping him clean up.
The two lovers got dressed again in silence, and Bridge smiled a little meekly at Sky.
"Can we snuggle now?"
"Sure, Bridge," Sky said, and the two lay down together. "Just don't bring the kinky boots this time."