April 27 is SPANK HAVOC DAY!
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rajHappy Lunchtime Havoc Day!
Art:
Title: "You've going to spank me?!?!"
Characters/Pairing: Havoc
Rated: R
Fic:
Title: Rough
Characters/Pairing: Roy/Havoc
Rated: Hard R
Word Count: 338
“You’re going to fucking spank me?”
Havoc said it with an edge of laughter; after all, it was a ridiculous situation. Here he was, bent over a chair, pants pooled around his ankles, bare ass high in the air, balls hanging low from the thick August heat.
His answer came in the affirmative: a sharp smack of a palm that strung enough to make him twitch.
“Hey!” Havoc shouted, and peered over his shoulder to observe the hand-shaped mark. “That hurt!”
“Indeed,” came his Colonel’s reply in a deep, sated purr, and then another, harder blow to the same spot. Havoc’ balls jerked upward in reflex. “Such a naughty Lieutenant…”
“For fuck’s sake, Sir, that’s—”
Another blow, the hardest yet, on the opposite cheek.
“What the hell did I do to deserve—hey!” The blows increased, the sharp, flat noises culminating along with the stinging and making his eyes squint closed.
He opened them a moment later, when the stinging blows stopped, replaced by soft skin and a slight wetness. A peek over his shoulder revealed Mustang, slowly running the head of his erection across the outlines of his handprints on Havoc’s ass.
“Oh, Jean,” he whispered, slipping momentarily out of character for his little game. He caught himself, and smacked Havoc’s reddened skin with his free hand to make up for it, before slicking a finger of the same hand with a bit of lubricant from a nearby jar and sliding it into Havoc. “So bad…”
The sex was rough and fast, Roy’s thumbs sending sharp sparks of pain through Havoc as he gripped the abused skin as he thrust.
When they’d both finished, he pulled out and moved forward to kiss Jean softly, signifying the end of the game, before turning his attention to the glaring red marks, soothing them with licks and kisses.
“Did you like that?” Roy murmured in between licks.
“I did.” Jean grinned, reaching back to stroke Roy’s head with a soft grin. “Why? Interested in trying my end of it for yourself?”
See you all tomorrow for Havoc Gets Lucky Day! :D
Art:
Title: "You've going to spank me?!?!"
Characters/Pairing: Havoc
Rated: R
Fic:
Title: Rough
Characters/Pairing: Roy/Havoc
Rated: Hard R
Word Count: 338
“You’re going to fucking spank me?”
Havoc said it with an edge of laughter; after all, it was a ridiculous situation. Here he was, bent over a chair, pants pooled around his ankles, bare ass high in the air, balls hanging low from the thick August heat.
His answer came in the affirmative: a sharp smack of a palm that strung enough to make him twitch.
“Hey!” Havoc shouted, and peered over his shoulder to observe the hand-shaped mark. “That hurt!”
“Indeed,” came his Colonel’s reply in a deep, sated purr, and then another, harder blow to the same spot. Havoc’ balls jerked upward in reflex. “Such a naughty Lieutenant…”
“For fuck’s sake, Sir, that’s—”
Another blow, the hardest yet, on the opposite cheek.
“What the hell did I do to deserve—hey!” The blows increased, the sharp, flat noises culminating along with the stinging and making his eyes squint closed.
He opened them a moment later, when the stinging blows stopped, replaced by soft skin and a slight wetness. A peek over his shoulder revealed Mustang, slowly running the head of his erection across the outlines of his handprints on Havoc’s ass.
“Oh, Jean,” he whispered, slipping momentarily out of character for his little game. He caught himself, and smacked Havoc’s reddened skin with his free hand to make up for it, before slicking a finger of the same hand with a bit of lubricant from a nearby jar and sliding it into Havoc. “So bad…”
The sex was rough and fast, Roy’s thumbs sending sharp sparks of pain through Havoc as he gripped the abused skin as he thrust.
When they’d both finished, he pulled out and moved forward to kiss Jean softly, signifying the end of the game, before turning his attention to the glaring red marks, soothing them with licks and kisses.
“Did you like that?” Roy murmured in between licks.
“I did.” Jean grinned, reaching back to stroke Roy’s head with a soft grin. “Why? Interested in trying my end of it for yourself?”
See you all tomorrow for Havoc Gets Lucky Day! :D
