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valarltdThe Boys gave me static for three days on this piece.
Now I'm worried about it. It's a lot cruder than most stuff in the fandom. Call it "Han Uncensored."
Feedback welcome, and advice. This is un-beta'd. All comments welcome.
(As well as advice whether it should go to the mailing list)
Title: Tell it like it is
Author: Angel
E-mail: valarltd@hotmail.com
URL: http://www.geocities.com/lady_aethelynde
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Late night talk
Type: PWP
Archive: No
Disclaimer: This is George Lucas's Sandbox. I'm just playing with the sand that fell out.
Warnings: Slash,The premise is SLASH, read that again, SLASH, Yaoi, gay stuff. I'm here, the boys are queer, get over it. Also, the language in this is VERY crude. You are warned.
Feedback: I crave it. It's my favorite high.
Last chance. I'm not kidding about the language.
*****
Tell it like it is
2002 Angel
*****
"Do you know how much I want to fuck you?"
The words were warm against Luke's ear, as warm as his lover curled around his back. He lay still. Han never said things like that when he thought Luke was awake, thinking the words too crude and selfish for their relationship. Luke had gotten very good at feigning sleep when Han started to whisper.
"You make me want you so much. When you came out of the shower, that cock of yours half- hard, it was all I could do not to suck you off right there in the hall."
The big body wrapped around him shifted, and Luke felt the ridge of a renewed erection pressing along the cleft of his buttocks. They had spent the last hour making love, and he'd thought Han was spent.
"I love the look you get when you come. The way your eyes roll up and you gasp for air. You get all tense. Feels great when I'm fucking you, the way you tighten up. ‘Swhy I always bring you off, cause I like to watch."
Han shifted again, and this time his hands spread over Luke's chest. Luke lay very still and kept his breathing regular. He couldn't stop his nipples from getting hard under the questing fingers. A light kiss brushed over his shoulder, and he heard a sharp intake of breath.
"And those." The fingers grazed his nipples again. "I want to pinch them soft again, rub them, sometimes even bite them. But you're so sensitive it hurts. And when you hurt, I hurt." Luke fought to breathe evenly as Han rolled one nipple just a bit too hard.
The hands spread over him, clutching him close and greedy kisses descended on his back and shoulders. "Mine. Mine, mine, mine." The tongue that licked along his spine raised goosebumps on Luke's neck. "Want you all the time, Luke. So beautiful. So fucking sexy. Want to bend you over whatever's handy and shove my cock inside you. Just slam into you until you scream my name and beg me not to stop." A kiss in the middle of his back and Han was practically thrusting against him. "Reach around and rub you off. See that face you make when you come."
Luke kept his eyes shut with difficulty as Han seemed to sniff him, a long inhalation drawn up his arm.
"Everything about you makes me crazy. Makes me want you. Your smell, your taste. Yeah. You know how often I think about sucking your dick? About ten times a day, on slow days. I think about you in my mouth, on my tongue, the way you taste when you come."
The movement slowed, and Luke continued feigning sleep. He was rock-hard from Han's words and turned on. But if he rolled over, the game would be up, and Han wouldn't do this again. He wanted to see where his lover was going with this.
"Your mouth makes me craziest of all. I watch you eat and wish that was me you were wrapping those lips around. It's hard to eat breakfast when I'm trying not to shove you onto your knees to suck me off."
The rubbing was slow and steady, and Han's voice was a low drone in his ear.
"Selfish bastard to want you like I do, without worrying whether you like it. I don't care. You don't know. You think I'm better than that. You make me want to be better than that. Sometimes I wonder if you'd be horrified if I told you all this. Told you what I imagine. Would you hate me if I asked you to dress like a rent-boy and wait for me in a bar? Let me pick you up, like strangers. Would you look slutty and jaded for me? I don't think you can. You'd laugh if I told you I imagine you levitating us to fuck in mid-air some afternoon, hovering like dustmotes in the sunshine."
Small kisses and a light chuckle across Luke's shoulder. But the voice that followed was dark with hidden fantasy. "But if I asked you to wear that black cape and nothing else, I think you'd hate me. Especially if I asked you to touch me only with the gloves on. You'd do better if I pulled you onto my lap when I'm on watch and kissed you until you giggle."
More kisses, and the hands making slow circles on his chest and belly. "Loved it when you giggled, kid. You sounded so silly. Makes me want to be silly too and tickle you until you can't help it. But you've got too much dignity these days."
A solid kiss at the base of his neck, and Han curled around him, relaxing. "Mine." The word was soft and breathed across his ear. "Love you forever."
A split second and Luke made his decision. He rolled over and kissed his lover. Han's eyes sprang open with surprise.
"So, after all that, you're not even going to fuck me?" Luke asked, watching the effect the deliberate crudity would have on Han.
The surprised melted into a cock-eyed grin of pleasure. "Anything you want, Luke."
Luke chuckled against Han's throat. "But no tickling. Not tonight anyway. How loud do you think you can make me scream your name?"
"Let's find out, you faker."
"Love you, too." Luke reached for the lubricant.
*end*
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Now I'm worried about it. It's a lot cruder than most stuff in the fandom. Call it "Han Uncensored."
Feedback welcome, and advice. This is un-beta'd. All comments welcome.
(As well as advice whether it should go to the mailing list)
Title: Tell it like it is
Author: Angel
E-mail: valarltd@hotmail.com
URL: http://www.geocities.com/lady_aethelynde
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Late night talk
Type: PWP
Archive: No
Disclaimer: This is George Lucas's Sandbox. I'm just playing with the sand that fell out.
Warnings: Slash,The premise is SLASH, read that again, SLASH, Yaoi, gay stuff. I'm here, the boys are queer, get over it. Also, the language in this is VERY crude. You are warned.
Feedback: I crave it. It's my favorite high.
Last chance. I'm not kidding about the language.
*****
Tell it like it is
2002 Angel
*****
"Do you know how much I want to fuck you?"
The words were warm against Luke's ear, as warm as his lover curled around his back. He lay still. Han never said things like that when he thought Luke was awake, thinking the words too crude and selfish for their relationship. Luke had gotten very good at feigning sleep when Han started to whisper.
"You make me want you so much. When you came out of the shower, that cock of yours half- hard, it was all I could do not to suck you off right there in the hall."
The big body wrapped around him shifted, and Luke felt the ridge of a renewed erection pressing along the cleft of his buttocks. They had spent the last hour making love, and he'd thought Han was spent.
"I love the look you get when you come. The way your eyes roll up and you gasp for air. You get all tense. Feels great when I'm fucking you, the way you tighten up. ‘Swhy I always bring you off, cause I like to watch."
Han shifted again, and this time his hands spread over Luke's chest. Luke lay very still and kept his breathing regular. He couldn't stop his nipples from getting hard under the questing fingers. A light kiss brushed over his shoulder, and he heard a sharp intake of breath.
"And those." The fingers grazed his nipples again. "I want to pinch them soft again, rub them, sometimes even bite them. But you're so sensitive it hurts. And when you hurt, I hurt." Luke fought to breathe evenly as Han rolled one nipple just a bit too hard.
The hands spread over him, clutching him close and greedy kisses descended on his back and shoulders. "Mine. Mine, mine, mine." The tongue that licked along his spine raised goosebumps on Luke's neck. "Want you all the time, Luke. So beautiful. So fucking sexy. Want to bend you over whatever's handy and shove my cock inside you. Just slam into you until you scream my name and beg me not to stop." A kiss in the middle of his back and Han was practically thrusting against him. "Reach around and rub you off. See that face you make when you come."
Luke kept his eyes shut with difficulty as Han seemed to sniff him, a long inhalation drawn up his arm.
"Everything about you makes me crazy. Makes me want you. Your smell, your taste. Yeah. You know how often I think about sucking your dick? About ten times a day, on slow days. I think about you in my mouth, on my tongue, the way you taste when you come."
The movement slowed, and Luke continued feigning sleep. He was rock-hard from Han's words and turned on. But if he rolled over, the game would be up, and Han wouldn't do this again. He wanted to see where his lover was going with this.
"Your mouth makes me craziest of all. I watch you eat and wish that was me you were wrapping those lips around. It's hard to eat breakfast when I'm trying not to shove you onto your knees to suck me off."
The rubbing was slow and steady, and Han's voice was a low drone in his ear.
"Selfish bastard to want you like I do, without worrying whether you like it. I don't care. You don't know. You think I'm better than that. You make me want to be better than that. Sometimes I wonder if you'd be horrified if I told you all this. Told you what I imagine. Would you hate me if I asked you to dress like a rent-boy and wait for me in a bar? Let me pick you up, like strangers. Would you look slutty and jaded for me? I don't think you can. You'd laugh if I told you I imagine you levitating us to fuck in mid-air some afternoon, hovering like dustmotes in the sunshine."
Small kisses and a light chuckle across Luke's shoulder. But the voice that followed was dark with hidden fantasy. "But if I asked you to wear that black cape and nothing else, I think you'd hate me. Especially if I asked you to touch me only with the gloves on. You'd do better if I pulled you onto my lap when I'm on watch and kissed you until you giggle."
More kisses, and the hands making slow circles on his chest and belly. "Loved it when you giggled, kid. You sounded so silly. Makes me want to be silly too and tickle you until you can't help it. But you've got too much dignity these days."
A solid kiss at the base of his neck, and Han curled around him, relaxing. "Mine." The word was soft and breathed across his ear. "Love you forever."
A split second and Luke made his decision. He rolled over and kissed his lover. Han's eyes sprang open with surprise.
"So, after all that, you're not even going to fuck me?" Luke asked, watching the effect the deliberate crudity would have on Han.
The surprised melted into a cock-eyed grin of pleasure. "Anything you want, Luke."
Luke chuckled against Han's throat. "But no tickling. Not tonight anyway. How loud do you think you can make me scream your name?"
"Let's find out, you faker."
"Love you, too." Luke reached for the lubricant.
*end*
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Yes! Yes!
Date: 2002-12-15 09:19 am (UTC)I sympathize with your feeling unsure about posting to the list, because this fandom has a strong tradition of not getting into any kind of crude language, and I can easily imagine someone posting crude stuff and getting flamed on-list; I think it even happened once. But what gets people's hackles up isn't -- I think -- just "dirty talk" per se, it's when it feels like the writer isn't even bothering to write about our beloved boys, she's just got two guys who supposedly look like them but act like nameless characters from bad porn. Obviously it's in the eye of the beholder, but my take on this, for what it's worth, is that you've made it clear that these are our boys and they're exploring a dimension of their relationship they don't usually get into. (Though having read this, I think they should get into it more; wish you had a longer version of this for SM. Well, maybe this will inspire other scenes in other stories.) So yeah, I see why you asked, but I think if you put a warning on it (the one you had here was so strong that I was braced for Han to get even dirtier, but I was glad he didn't -- I thought this was just right and quite yummy) -- well, I think this is too hot not to share more widely, and I don't think you'll get flamed. But if you do, I promise I'll jump in to defend you. *g* Hope that helps. Now I have to shut up so I can read it again. *BG*
Re: Yes! Yes!
Date: 2002-12-18 04:55 pm (UTC)Um... well, since Karen brought it up, let me second it. In fact, I don't see why it couldn't go in SM as-is, if you wanted to submit it. (Er, well, except for the cock-eyed thing. We'd have to talk about that. )
So, if you don't wanna post it, never fear that it'll be lacking for a home.
;) Alex
Re: Yes! Yes!
Date: 2002-12-18 08:15 pm (UTC)Re: Yes! Yes!
Date: 2002-12-18 09:33 pm (UTC)I HATE when they tease me. Esp when it involves playing in my eye-liner...
The thing is, I had no sense of emotion coming from Luke at all. He was busily pretending to sleep and just taking the whole stream of consciousness as an event, not something to think about while it was happening, or to analyze, but as something to flow with.