Contradiction [Joona/Hannu]
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roesslyngTitle: Contradiction
Fandom: A Redtail's Dream
Characters/Pairing: Joona/Hannu
Rating: 18+ for sex
Length: 250
Summary: Even if he won't say it, he admits it, anyway.
Other: Something short. Because - why not.
Contradiction
Fingers wrap in his hair, strong, tight, gripping. It's enough to make him groan, enough to make his scalp ache.
Hannu could force himself to pull away, pull back, give himself enough room to give Joona hell. But his mouth is full, and he's a little busy.
If you'll be honest with yourself, he thinks, dipping his head lower, taking him in deeper – if you'll be honest with yourself, you'll admit that this turns you on.
That thought always intrudes at times like this. When his mind is on other things. When he's fucking busy. By all rights, it should shut the hell up, but it doesn't. It's like a voice by his ear, the one that got him down here in the first place, the one that held him and whispered and sent shudders down his spine.
Fuck you, Hannu tells himself, shutting down the voice and kicking it into the closet in the back of his mind where it fucking belongs. Shut up, shut up, shut up.
It's right, though.
He can't deny how uncomfortable he feels in his clothes. The tightness in his jeans. The sensation of the fullness in his mouth, the taste of him, the way Joona holds his head down. Not too much. Just enough. He can't deny the flush he feels on his cheeks. The ache in his crotch. He wants, he wants, he wants –
Giving in, groaning, Hannu dips one hand down, knowing that later he'll never hear the end of it.
Fandom: A Redtail's Dream
Characters/Pairing: Joona/Hannu
Rating: 18+ for sex
Length: 250
Summary: Even if he won't say it, he admits it, anyway.
Other: Something short. Because - why not.
Contradiction
Fingers wrap in his hair, strong, tight, gripping. It's enough to make him groan, enough to make his scalp ache.
Hannu could force himself to pull away, pull back, give himself enough room to give Joona hell. But his mouth is full, and he's a little busy.
If you'll be honest with yourself, he thinks, dipping his head lower, taking him in deeper – if you'll be honest with yourself, you'll admit that this turns you on.
That thought always intrudes at times like this. When his mind is on other things. When he's fucking busy. By all rights, it should shut the hell up, but it doesn't. It's like a voice by his ear, the one that got him down here in the first place, the one that held him and whispered and sent shudders down his spine.
Fuck you, Hannu tells himself, shutting down the voice and kicking it into the closet in the back of his mind where it fucking belongs. Shut up, shut up, shut up.
It's right, though.
He can't deny how uncomfortable he feels in his clothes. The tightness in his jeans. The sensation of the fullness in his mouth, the taste of him, the way Joona holds his head down. Not too much. Just enough. He can't deny the flush he feels on his cheeks. The ache in his crotch. He wants, he wants, he wants –
Giving in, groaning, Hannu dips one hand down, knowing that later he'll never hear the end of it.
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Date: 2016-11-14 12:38 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-11-19 06:30 pm (UTC)Ding ding ding! We have a winner. If that guy was any further up denial river, he'd be a fucking pharaoh. Pffff.