Fanfic: "Strange Things", Bridge/Sky, smut
Title: Strange Things
Author: Mary (shurimon and shurifanstuffs on Livejournal)
Pairing: Bridge/Sky, implied past Jack/Sky
Rating: NC-17
Warnings/Indications: Unbeta'd. NOT WORKSAFE. AU, light bondage, male/male smut. Dom!Bridge and Sub!Sky, of course.
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters and make no claim to. All characters involved are over age 18.
Summary: Sky ponders how strange his relationship with Bridge is, considering his attitude outside of bed.
Notes: Post-"Endings". Assume Bridge and Sky are an established couple. This was written with a prompt provided by angel_negra: "Bridge's new toaster? Comes with handcuffs."
"Haven't you ever stopped to think how strange this is?" Sky asked his partner as they prepared to have sex. He was stark naked and on his knees, facing their door, while Bridge sat nude at his desk, checking to make sure all of his toys were in good working order.
"I have no idea what you mean," Bridge said in a sing-song voice. "Do you mean strange as in the kind of strange you don't like and are embarrassed to think about, or strange as in you're thinking how it's kinda weird, but you still like what we do anyway?"
"You know what I mean," said Sky. "You. Me. Mr. always-has-a-stick-up-his-ass Red Ranger and... you." He turned to look at Bridge, who smacked his hand on the desk.
"I didn't say you could turn around yet," he said seductively.
"Sorry," Sky mumbled, turning back around. "It's just... odd. You're the least-confrontational person I know, and I'm..."
"... a cop who likes being handcuffed?" Bridge supplied, delicately pulling his leather gloves off, now able to sense Sky's discomfort floating in the air.
"A cop who likes being handcuffed," Sky agreed. "An argumentive jerk who absolutely loves being dominated in bed. It's strange."
"Stop thinking about this so much and just do it, Sky. If it gives us mutual pleasure, how could it be a bad thing? Besides, you can't have too big a stick up your ass if both me and Jack are able to fit in there," Bridge smirked as he stood behind him. He set down a few items before rubbing massage oil into Sky's shoulders, feeling both the physical and emotional tension begin to melt away from his boyfriend. "Nobody has to know how good this feels for you anyway. Our relationship isn't a secret, but our sex life is nobody's business. You don't have to be ashamed about being turned on by something."
"Yeah..." A happy sigh escaped Sky's lips as he slowly sank down to the floor, loving the way Bridge always seemed to know exactly where to rub to make him feel so good and relaxed. His encounters with Jack before hooking up with Bridge had always been rough and rowdy, spiced up by their rivalry and emotional turmoil, but this brought pleasure in an entirely different way. Bridge massaged lower and lower on his back, Sky giving a gasp of surprise as a moist tongue suddenly began to quest around his opening. "Hey!"
"Be quiet, or I'll have to silence you," Bridge purred, knowing with his now-uninhibited powers that Sky was surprised but pleased. He slowly licked and kissed around Sky's anal opening, making him relax even further, and he began to quiver with anticipation. "Now, now," Bridge said, feeling his partner's impatience beginning to build. "I'll get inside you when I am damn good and ready." As he spoke, Bridge was manuvering a pair of handcuffs into play. "Hands behind your back," he ordered, and when Sky obediently complied, he locked them around his wrists. "Stand up." Sky did so and found himself backed against a wall, Bridge kissing and sucking on his neck, fingers slowly massaging and tickling the insides of his thighs. Bridge enjoyed watching Sky squirm and shiver, knowing his boyfriend's anticipation and impatience were beginning to build, starting to get hot himself as he got an idea. He leaned in close to Sky's ear and breathed into it, "What do you want me to do to you?" Sky didn't reply, so Bridge reached over and dug his fingernails into his back, making him cry out. "Tell me."
"Fuck me," Sky whispered, his eyes screwing shut.
"Beg."
"Please... please, Bridge... fuck me..."
"On your bed," Bridge ordered, and Sky obeyed as Bridge reached for another object, a red scarf, which he tied over his partner's mouth. Bridge surveyed his handcuffed and gagged prize for a moment with satisfaction before slipping on a condom and lubing himself up, lifting Sky's legs and resting them on his shoulders. Sky writhed and pretended to struggle as Bridge placed his hands on Sky's hips and slowly entered him, withdrawing and entering again, soon building up a steady rhythm. Bridge felt both of them begin to get hotter and hotter as he worked, so he grabbed Sky's cock and started playing with it as well, fucking Sky harder and harder, backing off to tease him on occasion, before finally going all out until both of them came at nearly the same time. Panting, Bridge lay Sky back down on the bed, removing the condom and collapsing next to his boyfriend.
Sky looked over at Bridge, breath ragged through his still-gagged mouth, his eyes pleading with Bridge to release him. Bridge buried his face in Sky's shoulder, biting down hard.
"Mine," he whispered. "My Sky. Are you all mine?" Sky nodded, and with that the scene was done. Bridge removed the gag and handcuffs, tossing them aside and snuggling up to Sky, who put his arms around him.
Their relationship was strange, alright.
But like Bridge said... that wasn't necessarily a bad thing.
Author: Mary (shurimon and shurifanstuffs on Livejournal)
Pairing: Bridge/Sky, implied past Jack/Sky
Rating: NC-17
Warnings/Indications: Unbeta'd. NOT WORKSAFE. AU, light bondage, male/male smut. Dom!Bridge and Sub!Sky, of course.
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters and make no claim to. All characters involved are over age 18.
Summary: Sky ponders how strange his relationship with Bridge is, considering his attitude outside of bed.
Notes: Post-"Endings". Assume Bridge and Sky are an established couple. This was written with a prompt provided by angel_negra: "Bridge's new toaster? Comes with handcuffs."
"Haven't you ever stopped to think how strange this is?" Sky asked his partner as they prepared to have sex. He was stark naked and on his knees, facing their door, while Bridge sat nude at his desk, checking to make sure all of his toys were in good working order.
"I have no idea what you mean," Bridge said in a sing-song voice. "Do you mean strange as in the kind of strange you don't like and are embarrassed to think about, or strange as in you're thinking how it's kinda weird, but you still like what we do anyway?"
"You know what I mean," said Sky. "You. Me. Mr. always-has-a-stick-up-his-ass Red Ranger and... you." He turned to look at Bridge, who smacked his hand on the desk.
"I didn't say you could turn around yet," he said seductively.
"Sorry," Sky mumbled, turning back around. "It's just... odd. You're the least-confrontational person I know, and I'm..."
"... a cop who likes being handcuffed?" Bridge supplied, delicately pulling his leather gloves off, now able to sense Sky's discomfort floating in the air.
"A cop who likes being handcuffed," Sky agreed. "An argumentive jerk who absolutely loves being dominated in bed. It's strange."
"Stop thinking about this so much and just do it, Sky. If it gives us mutual pleasure, how could it be a bad thing? Besides, you can't have too big a stick up your ass if both me and Jack are able to fit in there," Bridge smirked as he stood behind him. He set down a few items before rubbing massage oil into Sky's shoulders, feeling both the physical and emotional tension begin to melt away from his boyfriend. "Nobody has to know how good this feels for you anyway. Our relationship isn't a secret, but our sex life is nobody's business. You don't have to be ashamed about being turned on by something."
"Yeah..." A happy sigh escaped Sky's lips as he slowly sank down to the floor, loving the way Bridge always seemed to know exactly where to rub to make him feel so good and relaxed. His encounters with Jack before hooking up with Bridge had always been rough and rowdy, spiced up by their rivalry and emotional turmoil, but this brought pleasure in an entirely different way. Bridge massaged lower and lower on his back, Sky giving a gasp of surprise as a moist tongue suddenly began to quest around his opening. "Hey!"
"Be quiet, or I'll have to silence you," Bridge purred, knowing with his now-uninhibited powers that Sky was surprised but pleased. He slowly licked and kissed around Sky's anal opening, making him relax even further, and he began to quiver with anticipation. "Now, now," Bridge said, feeling his partner's impatience beginning to build. "I'll get inside you when I am damn good and ready." As he spoke, Bridge was manuvering a pair of handcuffs into play. "Hands behind your back," he ordered, and when Sky obediently complied, he locked them around his wrists. "Stand up." Sky did so and found himself backed against a wall, Bridge kissing and sucking on his neck, fingers slowly massaging and tickling the insides of his thighs. Bridge enjoyed watching Sky squirm and shiver, knowing his boyfriend's anticipation and impatience were beginning to build, starting to get hot himself as he got an idea. He leaned in close to Sky's ear and breathed into it, "What do you want me to do to you?" Sky didn't reply, so Bridge reached over and dug his fingernails into his back, making him cry out. "Tell me."
"Fuck me," Sky whispered, his eyes screwing shut.
"Beg."
"Please... please, Bridge... fuck me..."
"On your bed," Bridge ordered, and Sky obeyed as Bridge reached for another object, a red scarf, which he tied over his partner's mouth. Bridge surveyed his handcuffed and gagged prize for a moment with satisfaction before slipping on a condom and lubing himself up, lifting Sky's legs and resting them on his shoulders. Sky writhed and pretended to struggle as Bridge placed his hands on Sky's hips and slowly entered him, withdrawing and entering again, soon building up a steady rhythm. Bridge felt both of them begin to get hotter and hotter as he worked, so he grabbed Sky's cock and started playing with it as well, fucking Sky harder and harder, backing off to tease him on occasion, before finally going all out until both of them came at nearly the same time. Panting, Bridge lay Sky back down on the bed, removing the condom and collapsing next to his boyfriend.
Sky looked over at Bridge, breath ragged through his still-gagged mouth, his eyes pleading with Bridge to release him. Bridge buried his face in Sky's shoulder, biting down hard.
"Mine," he whispered. "My Sky. Are you all mine?" Sky nodded, and with that the scene was done. Bridge removed the gag and handcuffs, tossing them aside and snuggling up to Sky, who put his arms around him.
Their relationship was strange, alright.
But like Bridge said... that wasn't necessarily a bad thing.