A Bandom Gets Spanked Meme
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kat_lairSo, I’ve been whinging about this to a couple people (pushkin666 and sateenmusta have been most sympathetic), but there really should be more spanking fic in Bandom. I have the craving, okay? And sometimes you just have to be proactive about these things. So with that flimsy excuse, I present…
pushkin666 and sateenmusta have been most sympathetic), but there really should be more spanking fic in Bandom. I have the craving, okay? And sometimes you just have to be proactive about these things. So with that flimsy excuse, I present…Smack Your Bitch Up – A Bandom Gets Spanked Meme
Comment-fic, speculation, random perving and photo essays about the most spankable ass in Bandom all welcome. Anon-commenting is enabled and IP tracking off, in case someone wants to letch anonymously. All pairings and all ratings, just please provide both in the subject line. Also, feel free to pimp widely.
Get to it. Over my knee, bitch. Now.
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on 2008-03-26 10:19 pm (UTC)"I don't want to leave."
Gerard feels Patrick still, then reach out, around him, brushing at Pete's cheek. That voice comes back, the one Gerard knew about when he came and asked Patrick to help him.
"What do you want, Pete?"
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on 2008-03-28 12:00 am (UTC)no subject
on 2008-03-28 04:40 am (UTC)Hee. I'm friending you back, because it seems we could be mutually beneficial to each other.
I promise, that didn't sound that dirty when I thought it up.
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on 2008-04-05 12:26 am (UTC)“Yes you do,” Patrick says. “Give me the words, Pete. Just like always. This is no different.”
Gerard feels their hands, entwined and resting on his skin. He would move to the side, but neither Pete nor Patrick seem inclined to let him go and something inside him is whispering not yet, not yet, not yet.
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so, I've just copy-pasted what he have so far into a word file and it's over 1600 words \o/ Definitely worth finishing. The beginning obviously needs some work too, but let's see where it goes first.
Sorry, meant to email, but life ATE me.
on 2008-04-05 03:28 am (UTC)"Can you tell Gerard? Maybe you could tell him, and he could tell me?"
Gerard just gasps at that. Pete's voice, Pete's words, through him. He looks at Pete, and pleads with his eyes.
Say yes, say yes.
.........................
But no, seriously, life failed this week. Not badly, but in a sort of repetitious wave of mediocre badness. It's good to hear the story's so long, though. I mean, it's kind of the most porn I've ever had a hand in.
Re: Sorry, meant to email, but life ATE me.
on 2008-04-06 05:20 pm (UTC)Pete is going show what he wants. He’s going to fucking demonstrate it, and he’s going to do it on Gerard.
The fingers around his neck tighten and then Gerard is being wrenched off the sofa and practically thrown onto the floor. It’s not gentle, but it’s not careless or cruel either. Gerard falls in a twist of limbs and clothes, kicking his jeans the rest of the way off. Pete’s hands are helping him along, shifting and pulling until Gerard is where he wants him.
Where Pete wants to be himself.
Gerard understands. “On my knees,” he says. “Put me on my knees.”
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No worries, RL being hectic for me too atm. Which is partly why I'm having fun with this. I can just write a little bit at the time, not overtly concerned where it's all going... it's kind of the most porn I've ever had a hand in. - when you put it like that it sounds positively filthy *gg* I've written quite a few fics myself (list here if you're interested (http://kat-lair.livejournal.com/40765.html)) including porn but for some reason I'm doing a lot of co-authored stuff at the moment...
Re: Sorry, meant to email, but life ATE me.
on 2008-04-08 12:57 am (UTC)Gerard thinks about that. It's not like he loves being on his knees. There are other things he likes better, but he's not going to push for them. This isn't about him, it's about Pete, it's about Patrick.
He's saving lives again.
Re: Sorry, meant to email, but life ATE me.
on 2008-04-08 04:54 pm (UTC)Pete’s shaking, just a little, when he fists a hand in Gerard’s hair, tilting his head back until the tendons on his neck are burning.
Gerard gasps through the pain, through the sudden pressure of Pete’s hand around his exposed throat. “Please,” he says, and it’s Pete’s words he’s speaking. “Make me yours.”
Ever notice how LJ is like Democracy? It sucks, but everything else is worse.
on 2008-04-13 10:41 pm (UTC)...................................
Somewhere out of sight, he hears Patrick breathe in, not quite a gasp. Gerard pushes back against Pete's hand, moaning when it presses in.
"Please, please," he whispers, remembering what it was like the first time he knew what he wanted, even though he didn't know how to say it. "I want you."
"What do you want?"
The hand at the back of his neck is sudden, light, but promising. He twists his neck just enough to look over his shoulder where Patrick has pulled himself closer and closer, sliding along the sofa until he's close enough to touch. Gerard sighs and leans into the touch.
"Want you to fuck me," He murmurs, not sure who he's talking to, Patrick or Pete. "Fuck my mouth, bite me, leave marks."
"Yes," It's Pete, hissing low, like a cat. "Yes, Patrick, want you."
Re: Ever notice how LJ is like Democracy? It sucks, but everything else is worse.
on 2008-04-28 03:05 pm (UTC)“You already have me.” Patrick stands up, stepping around until his leg is pressed firmly against Gerard’s shoulder. He’s still not touching Pete. “I was just waiting for you to see it.”
Pete makes a raw, desperate sound at the back of his throat, swaying. Gerard reaches up automatically to catch him before he falls, gripping Pete’s hips tightly, thumbs catching on warm denim.
Pete shifts closer and Gerard can see that he’s hard, can feel the heat of it against his face. It should be weird, things between always are, at least a little bit, ever since Mikey, but somehow it’s not. Quickly, before he can change his mind, Gerard ducks his head and rubs his check over the hot line of Pete’s cock, nuzzling openly for a few seconds before pulling away.
When he looks up, Pete’s eyes are hooded. His fingers trail from Gerard’s mouth to his shoulder, tangling briefly in his hair. Pete’s wrist brushes over Gerard’s lips on its way past and he tilts his head, sees Pete’s hand cross the distance, slow like in a dream, finally curling around Patrick’s forearm.
The moment resonates like the silence after a shot.
Gerard is stock-still, but inside he’s floundering, caught in the way of the approaching storm-front and knowing he can’t outrun it. This weather change between Pete and Patrick has been long time coming, gathering momentum year by year, day by day, and now it will crash over all their heads.
Gerard’s afraid of drowning.
Re: Ever notice how LJ is like Democracy? It sucks, but everything else is worse.
on 2008-05-05 04:14 am (UTC)"It's okay. We didn't forget you."
Gerard looks up, over his shoulder and sees Patrick smile down at him encouragingly.
"What do you want, Gerard?"
Gerard stares, foolishly, with his mouth open and eyes a little too wide. He waits too long, utterly confused at being here as part of it all, not just as the conduit between the two, that he simply has no answer. Patrick laughs at him, but not unkindly, and it's echoed by Pete, a bridge of sound.
"I know what I want," Pete says, thrusting his cock against Gerard's cheek. Gerard flinches automatically, but it's not quick enough, and he gets a mouthful before he's ready. He gags a little, trying to open his throat for it.
Patrick reaches up and slaps Pete's face, almost gently.
"Be nice."
Pete pouts, but pulls away, against Gerard's protests.
"It's okay," he says, when his breath is back, words tumbling out over each other. "I like it, can I? Patrick, can I suck him?"
Re: Ever notice how LJ is like Democracy? It sucks, but everything else is worse.
on 2008-05-12 06:40 pm (UTC)“Yes.” Gerard doesn’t even need to think about it. “Pete’s yours. I won’t touch him unless you say I can.”
Both Patrick and Pete inhale sharply, in weird echo of their off-key harmony, and Gerard realises he just voiced something neither of them has yet admitted out loud. Beneath his hands he can feel Pete starting to shake, fine tremors running up and down his thighs.
That seems to knock Patrick out of his surprise. “Okay, okay,” he says, wrapping his arms around Pete, leaving Gerard trapped in the maze of their legs. “We’re good here Pete. We’re good. I got you. You’re mine.”
Patrick drops one of his hands back down, cupping the back Gerard’s neck. “You too, there’s a place for you here if you want it. You did well, Gerard.”
Gerard feels a little light-headed. It’s not a casual offer and he can’t think past the haze of swirling emotions. Instead he presses his mouth over the hard ridge of Pete’s erection, feeling the shape of it under the denim. “Please,” he whispers, unable to focus on anything properly, eyes roaming hungrily over the two men standing on either side of him.
Pete is rubbing his face against the crook of Patrick’s shoulder, whining like a wounded animal. “Please,” he says too. “Please Patrick, let him.”
Re: Ever notice how LJ is like Democracy? It sucks, but everything else is worse.
on 2008-05-13 03:47 am (UTC)Almost, that is, until it tightens and tugs, lightly. He's pulled back and away, not unkindly, but he whimpers, anyways and he's rewarded by a gentler touch, petting.
"Look at how pretty he is," Patrick says, and maybe he should feel objectified, dehumanized, or whatever, but instead all he can do is preen, just a little. "Look at those lips."
Pete's breath quickens and he whines.
Gerard looks up at him, the lines the sweat is making in his eyeliner, the fall of his hair over his eyes, the swell of his lips, then lets his eyes fall and nuzzles again at the hard line of his cock through the denim. It's like sandpaper on his cheek and he wants, he want so bad.
"I know," Patrick's voice is rich and soft, like the most expensive silk. "He's just made for this, right? Every time I see him I can't believe he's real." Gerard parts his lips and moans around Patrick's fingers as that hand slides around and presses against his mouth. "He's so good at it, too, Pete. So good."
"Please."
It's running through his head so loud he almost can't believe it's not him speaking and he has to look up to confirm.
"Please," Pete moans, whines. "Please, Patrick, I want his mouth, want it so bad, please."
Patrick cocks his head, keeps petting Gerard, and smiles.
Ever notice how I'm really slow about responding... sigh.
on 2008-06-06 11:18 am (UTC)“But you got to do something for me.” Patrick lifts Pete’s head up, traces a thumb over his cheekbones gently. “Keep your eyes open. The whole time.” Patrick’s fingers tighten suddenly, grasping Pete’s jaw. “I want you to pay attention. There’s a lot you can learn from Gerard.”
The implication is pretty clear and Pete nods, wide-eyed, head jerking awkwardly in Patrick’s grip.
Gerard bites his lips to stop from making noise. He thinks about Pete on his knees in front of Patrick, about his dark eyes and wide, wide smile that invites the whole world to share his secrets and how it will look swallowing down Patrick’s. He feels a brief tap against the side of his neck, recognises it as the permission it is and reaches up to flip open the button of Pete’s jeans.
The zipper opens readily and Gerard hooks his fingers under the waistband and pulls. His hands aren’t shaking at all.
“Pete, Pete. Eyes open,” Patrick says and Gerard looks up to see him holding Pete’s head between both of his hands. When Gerard’s mouth closes around Pete’s cock, Patrick seals his own lips around Pete’s, kissing him for the first time.
It's cool. This has been a crazy month, you know?
on 2008-06-07 04:06 am (UTC)"He needs to breathe, you dork," he admonishes. "You okay, Gerard?"
"Mm-hm." Gerard nods and goes back to sucking, mouth full, Pete heavy on his tongue. THe room goes quiet again, except for little breaths and moans.
Re: It's cool. This has been a crazy month, you know?
on 2008-06-19 07:27 pm (UTC)Love ya