Kink Series
*Oh, I recommend sexy music while reading. I wrote it during two songs.
Meaning of Life by Disturbed and Closer by NIN* ;)
Title: Kink?
Author: Magick
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Colin has a kink.
"Col, I’m here!" Ryan hung his coat by the door and kicked his brightly colored shoes off. He glanced around the living room before heading off towards the bedroom.
"Stop right there and strip." A cold, authoritative voice made Ryan freeze instantly.
A shiver skittered down Ryan’s spine as he obeyed; he unbuttoned his shirt and let it fall to the floor first, his pants quickly following it. Once he was naked he dropped to his knees and lowered his head.
"Good boy Ryan. I have you so well trained." Colin purred, running a hand through Ryan’s hair.
"Yes master."
Colin’s hand instantly clenched in his hair and Ryan winced. A sharp flick of his wrist forced Ryan’s face up to look at him. Ryan’s eyes widened when he saw that his lover was clad from head to toe in black leather, his distraction was so great that he didn’t catch Colin’s words at first. The hand in his hair tightened unbearably for a second and Ryan was jerked back into reality.
"Are you bored Ryan? Do I need to work harder to keep your attention?" Colin asked, tugging at his locks.
"No Master."
Colin smirked for a second.
"Good, now go get on the bed. All fours." Colin commanded.
Ryan scrambled to his feet and made it to the bed in record time. Colin chuckled softly to himself and followed him at a much more sedate pace. The scene in the bedroom was enough to make Colin pause at the door though; his hand gripped the frame for a second by Ryan didn’t notice. Ryan was in the center of the bed, his legs spread wantonly and his back was arched—leaving his hips canted and his ass up. Colin licked his suddenly dry lips and strode forward and places a resounding smack on one firm globe. Ryan groaned throatily and Colin smacked the other side.
"Tell me what you want, Ryan?"
"I want you to fuck me." Ryan said, his voice low and gruff.
"Is that all you want me to do?" Colin trailed his hands teasingly over Ryan’s opening and down to his cock.
"I want you to make me come." Ryan gasped.
"You want a lot from me, don’t you?"
"Yesss…."
Colin palmed the lube from the nightstand and popped the cap. Ryan arched in anticipation and Colin smacked his hip again. His moan turned to a hiss when Colin drizzled the cool liquid over his ass then began to rub it around his opening. Ryan fought to keep still, because he knew that the moment he bucked against those teasing fingers they would move away. Colin slipped two fingers into his lover easily and prepared him quickly. He could tell by the trembling in Ryan’s over-tense muscles that Ryan was barely holding onto his sanity.
Colin slathered lube over his erection and gripped Ryan’s hips. A soft keening noise sounded from the taller mans throat and Colin couldn’t help but answer his plea. In one smooth movement he seated himself in his lover and paused to allow him a second to adjust. Ryan cried out sharply and bucked his hips back, impaling himself and forcing Colin to move. Colin thought about stopping to punish Ryan for moving too much, but then Ryan was clenching around him and Colin immediately discarded the idea. With a growl he thrusted roughly into his lover before pulling all the way back out and slamming back in. Ryan slapped a hand over hi mouth to stop the shriek that had bubbled up in his throat and Colin snapped his hips in response. The hand fell away as Ryan moaned over and over, his arms flexing as he threw himself backwards with each thrust. Then Colin’s hand wrapped around his leaking cock and the whole world went brilliant white for a second and Ryan swore he was blind but he didn’t care because he was coming. Colin watched Ryan collapse forward onto his elbows then closed his eyes and concentrated on the sensation building at the base of his spine. He thrusted once, twice then he was coming as well, slumping over Ryan’s back and pinning his awkwardly to the bed.
"You’re hurting me." Ryan grunted.
"Oh, sorry love." Colin chuckled.
"It’s my turn to pick the next fantasy." Ryan said dangerously, his eyes glimmering.
"Does it involve a hot costume?" Colin ran a hand over his leather vest and sighed, if hadn’t have just come he’d get hard again.
"Who woulda known that you’d have a costume kink?" Ryan laughed, pulling Colin close.
"Well, I don’t want anyone guessing." Colin said seriously.
"Just think of what Drew would do, he’d put you in a tutu on television." Colin's eyes fluttered shut and Ryan smirked. Schoolgirl!Colin was next.
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The best thing about having a lover with a costume kink is that he has no shame. Ryan can dress Colin up as any thing he wishes and the only reaction Colin will have is arousal. Like right now, a middle aged man had never looked so comfortable in a plaid pleated skirt and knee socks. Colin was rubbing the soft material over his hard cock and running his fingers through the short hairs on the top of his head. The only thing that would have made Colin happier would have been a wig, but Ryan didn't want that. He didn't want to feel like he was fucking a school girl-- he wanted to feel like he was fucking Colin dressed as a school girl.
"Professor Stiles, I have to get an A on that exam or I'll never get into college!" Colin cried, effectively breaking into Ryan's musings.
"Well then Miss Mochrie, what are you willing to do to get that A?" Ryan asked, looking over the top of the wire-rimmed glasses Colin insisted that he wear.
Colin bit his lip indecisively for a second before slowly lifting the hem of his skirt. The red material moved painstakingly slow, but it was worth it when Ryan caught the outline of Colin's erection straining against the silky panties Colin wore under his skirt. Ryan's mouth went dry and his unconsciously licked his lips, causing Colin's cock to jerk and a wet spot of grow on the pink fabric.
"Come here and bend over my desk Miss Mochrie." Ryan commanded softly.
Colin sauntered over to the desk and flashed a toothy grin before lifting his skirt and bending over the desk. He spread his legs wide and straightened his legs-- pointing his pink satin clad ass into the air. Ryan hooked his fingers into the waistband and slid them down until the were tight around Colin's ankles. Then Ryan dipped his head and ran his tongue down the crack of Colin's ass. Colin screeched and Ryan was sure that he didn't do it on purpose just to stay in character. Grinning to himself Ryan spread Colin's cheeks and circled his tongue around his opening. Instantly Colin pressed his hips backwards, desperately trying to impale himself on Ryans tongue. Ryan pulled back and tsk'ed softly.
"Now Miss Mochrie, if you want that grade you'll have to control yourself a little better." Ryan scolded.
"Yes Professor!" Colin squeaked as Ryan pressed his tongue hard against his muscles then slipped inside.
Ryan fucked Colin with his tongue in quick short strokes, then slowed down to tease him. Once again Colin's hips came up but Ryan didn't mind anymore. His own arousal was growing beyond his control and he pulled back just long enough to grab the lube out of the top drawer and pour some over his fingers. Colin groaned loudly when he pressed one finger in and Ryan easily pulled back to push another in along side it. Colin was writhing almost violently against the desk and Ryan knew that careful preparation wasn't necessary. He slicked lube over his cock quickly, afraid to touch himself for too long, then slowly pressed himself inside his lover.
Colin tried to buck back against him to make him move faster but Ryan's hands held him down. Colin groaned in protest and Ryan could suppress his chuckle. Colin glared at him over his shoulder but his glare melted when Ryan pulled back and thrusted into him roughly. Ryan decided that this game required him to fuck Colin into the desk and he proceeded to do just that. His hips snapped up to meet Colin's before instantly pulling back and doing it again. Colin's forehead bumped against the table sharply but his ass still jerked back to meet Ryan's next thrust. Ryan reached around and wrapped his hand around Colin's leaking erection squeezed, forcing Colin's orgasm to rush over him in waves. A high pitched sound erupted from his throat as his cock soaked the desk in spurt after spurt of come. Ryan allowed his own release to overtake him then, collapsing against Colin.
"Did I make the grade Professor?" Colin asked breathlessly.
"You passed with flying colors Miss Mochrie." Ryan answered, disentangling himself from the older man. "I think I threw my back out though."
Colin giggled as he pulled himself vertical as well, the immediately kicked off his platform mary jane shoes. He winced a bit as his sore feet hit the floor but Colin grinned goofily at his lover.
"I can't wait for next time." Colin said, a rather frightening gleam in his eye.
"What do you have in mind?" Ryan asked nervously.
"Lets just say that you might want to polish your wand before this weekend." Colin laughed, heading off towards the shower.
"My wand?" Ryan repeated dumbly, shaking his head. With a confused sigh he followed Colin to the bathroom.
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Title: Colins Snape Fantasy
Author: Magick
Rating: NC-17
Authors Notes: Ok, so you'll notice that I stop calling them Ryan and Colin in the middle. This is because I was mostly in Colin's mind frame and in Col's mind they were HP characters. Sorry if you get confused. Also, this HP pairing is not my OTP but, its one I like. If one of them was a bit younger I woulda went for Snarry. ;)
"Colin, I feel silly…" Ryan grumbled, tugging at the bright red and gold tie around his neck.
"But you look incredibly sexy." Colin purred, batting his hands away and pulling Ryan closer by it. Ryan melted into the kiss and Colin was satisfied that his attention was diverted.
"Now, what I want you to do is round the corner with your books and bump into me, scattering them all over. Be coy and shy about bending over to pick them up." Colin ordered.
Ryan sighed and picked up the books, then disappeared around the corner. Colin waited a few beats before hurrying blindly around the same corner. Instantly the two men collided and Ryan’s books scattered everywhere. Colin sneered down at Ryan as he scrambled to pick them up. When Ryan caught him looking, he stood up and blushed.
"Honestly Lupin, you’d think werewolves would be able to smell someone coming." Colin!Snape snapped.
"Sorry Severus, it’s too far from the full moon for me to be that good." Ryan!Remus bent to finish gathering his things but paused when he felt warm fingers slide over his arse.
"So that means you’re not feeling very Alpha-wolf right now." Snape growled softly in his ear.
"Severus I have no idea what you’re talking—" The rest of his sentence was cut off when Snape shoved him roughly against the wall and pulled his robes up.
"Severus! What are you doing?!" Remus gasped, blushing fiercely when Snape pushed his pants to the floor and kicked his feet apart.
Colin lamented the lack of real magic and settled for pulling a fancy potion-esque bottle of lube from his pocket and quickly prepared Ryan. They had been together long enough that it didn’t take much and Colin slicked his cock and slipped back into character.
"I know you want this Lupin, I’ve seen the way you watch me. Do you miss that mongrel Black so much that you’re willing to spread your legs for me?" Snape purred, then bit roughly at his neck.
"Yes…" he gasped, pressing back, begging to be filled.
Snape thrust sharply, drawing a strangled cry from the other man. He didn’t pause between strokes; instead he pulled out and slammed back in over and over until the rhythmic thumping of his lovers head against the wall told him that he was close. Snape reached around and grasped at his leaking cock and instantly he went taut and came with a scream. Snape bit down on his shoulder one last time before coming as well, the whole world going white for a second.
Colin came back to himself after a few minutes of deep breathing and telling himself that he is not a Slytherin Potions Master, but an improve comedian. Ryan had already shimmied out from under him and was gasping for breath beside him. Colin looked around their playroom and smiled at the streaks of come beading down the tiny section of the wall painted to look like stone. Ryan kicked the stool that Colin had been standing on and Colin realized he didn’t remember getting down from it. He shrugged and smiled at his lover.
"Was that good enough Colin? Did you fulfill your need to be Snape?" Ryan asked dryly.
"I don’t know. I may need to conduct some detentions." Colin smirked.