New Smut

[valarltd]

The 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.








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Tell it like it is
2002 Angel
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"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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Comments

[jkb.livejournal.com]

Irene's reply helped me clarify what I felt was a little "off" about my earlier comment but couldn't quite put my finger on. It's true that it's a well-behaved list -- ably moderated by Irene, of course -- with a no-flaming policy, so the danger of really getting blasted is quite low. In my earlier comment I should've focused more clearly on the question of whether this ficlet would offend people and get a chilly reaction, which I think is really more the issue than whether anyone'll act truly nasty. My vote is that it's not at all offensive, that it's not an example of replacing the guys with dreary porn stereotypes or demeaning the guys, but rather that it's just exploring another side of them. And I agree that it'd be nice to hear more about how Luke feels -- in fact, I'd love to see the whole thing set in a larger story context, but not because it's deficient as it is but just because I'd love to see more exploration. But I don't know whether everyone or even most people will agree that it's not offensive. Just wanted to clarify that that's the question I meant to be responding to, rather than whether the list is a place where one is likely to need to wear asbestos underwear when posting "edgy" things like this one.

Less can be more

[walkerminion.livejournal.com]

And I agree that it'd be nice to hear more about how Luke feels -- in fact, I'd love to see the whole thing set in a larger story context, but not because it's deficient as it is but just because I'd love to see more exploration.

I know what you mean about how it'd be nice to have it as a scene in a longer story, or to have more exploration, but it *does* stand perfectly well on its own -- a moment in the life of a couple who share a wonderfully loving and lusty relationship. Personally, I didn't feel that it was "missing" anything, but simply that it leaves certain things to the reader's imagination. I found it very easy to identify with Luke in this story and to imagine what he might be feeling, and I didn't have any trouble imagining the larger context of the guys' relationship. I think it's OK that it's not all spelled out. In fact, I think that can be a good thing, because it gives the reader a more interactive reading experience. She gets to participate in the story rather than simply being told what's going on; I like that.

Re: Less can be more

[jkb.livejournal.com]

I think it's OK that it's not all spelled out. In fact, I think that can be a good thing, because it gives the reader a more interactive reading experience. She gets to participate in the story rather than simply being told what's going on; I like that.

Now that you mention it, I can really feel that too. On the one hand I was at first thinking I'd love to see what else is going on in and around this story, but then on the other hand I really do like the fact that so much of it is left to the reader's imagination, and I wouldn't want to see it wrecked by having it all spelled out or set in a more specific context. So maybe we just need other stories where the boys get into some of this intense sexual energy, but this one's complete and just fine exactly as is.

This is making me think of something that I can barely put into words -- or maybe Alex has already put it fully into words as much as anyone can. Some short fanfic is very powerful precisely because the writer doesn't spell out everything about the characters but just shines a light on one or two facets of them and leaves it to the reader to fill in with her own knowledge of these beloved characters. There is something very powerful about that, in some ways even better than when the author feels like she has to make sure to show the characters as well-rounded because the reader can't be trusted to fill that in. Part of what blew me away about the early Han/Luke fic I read was precisely that I was bringing in other facets of the characters and imagining that the stories were merely showing me more dimensions, not all the dimensions that there were. Later I think I partly began to get the idea that if certain traits weren't represented in the stories, I shouldn't read them in -- I have no idea where I got that idea, but it really impoverished my reading experience. Now I'm back to assuming that both of the boys have so much complexity that you can't show all of it in every story, but it's still there in the background even as the author just shines a light on one or two dimensions at a time. So yeah, I find this kind of short fic very powerful in that way because it's not a "closed" conception of the boys -- it's very open, in a sense that's hard to pin down but that I can feel; it's open because it's more participatory and less spelled out. And I like that very much. This discussion is giving me a lot to think about about the power of short-short fic and of not making everything perfectly clear. *g*