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Fandom: CWrps
Pairing: Chad Michael Murray/Christian Kane
Rating: Adult
Disclaimer: This is not true. Period.
A/N: Life is crazy; I'm self-medicating through pr0n. This is 373 words of un-beta'ed, messed-up kink. Right now, I don't think it's part of any established verse, but I reserve the right to change my mind later on...
If Chad could explain it, it would go something like this:
Chris almost always slaps his ass, quick and hard and dirty, enough that Chad’s aching and hot, his ass throbbing even before Chris starts fucking it open. The burn fades by morning but they both know it’s happened and that it’ll happen again. That’s the part that’d actually be pretty simple to explain.
When Chad needs more, he just has to slide Chris’s belt out of the loops on his jeans and get on his hands and knees. After that, all he has to do is take it; Chris decides how long and how hard. It doesn’t matter if Chad bites through his lip trying to keep quiet or if he’s yelling and begging Chris to stop, it’s not over until Chris says it’s time. After that, Chris fucks him long and slow and Chad’s so high on the endorphins he doesn’t know where he stops and Chris begins. That’s a little harder to get, but if it was just that, it wouldn’t be a problem.
But then there’s the part that nobody’s ever going to understand: when Chad fucks up, really fucks up, when he does something stupid and deliberate and hateful, Chris doesn’t leave like any sane person would, like Chad thinks he should. He just puts his Swiss Army knife on the counter and waits for Chad to make the next move. Chad can walk away—did walk away the first time it all went down, but only lasted a month before he came back and if he wasn’t actually crawling, he might as well have been.
If he doesn’t walk away, he takes the knife and goes out and cuts a switch, big and thick enough that Chris won’t backhand him and send him back out to cut another. Chris doesn’t care how long it takes him to get up the nerve to drag his ass back into the house, but once he’s in, he’s in and there’s no backing out. It’s stupid and sick and just plain fucked-up that it takes Chris whipping Chad’s ass and thighs bloody to make Chad believe that he’s not going anywhere, but that’s why Chad doesn’t even bother opening his mouth.
Pairing: Chad Michael Murray/Christian Kane
Rating: Adult
Disclaimer: This is not true. Period.
A/N: Life is crazy; I'm self-medicating through pr0n. This is 373 words of un-beta'ed, messed-up kink. Right now, I don't think it's part of any established verse, but I reserve the right to change my mind later on...
If Chad could explain it, it would go something like this:
Chris almost always slaps his ass, quick and hard and dirty, enough that Chad’s aching and hot, his ass throbbing even before Chris starts fucking it open. The burn fades by morning but they both know it’s happened and that it’ll happen again. That’s the part that’d actually be pretty simple to explain.
When Chad needs more, he just has to slide Chris’s belt out of the loops on his jeans and get on his hands and knees. After that, all he has to do is take it; Chris decides how long and how hard. It doesn’t matter if Chad bites through his lip trying to keep quiet or if he’s yelling and begging Chris to stop, it’s not over until Chris says it’s time. After that, Chris fucks him long and slow and Chad’s so high on the endorphins he doesn’t know where he stops and Chris begins. That’s a little harder to get, but if it was just that, it wouldn’t be a problem.
But then there’s the part that nobody’s ever going to understand: when Chad fucks up, really fucks up, when he does something stupid and deliberate and hateful, Chris doesn’t leave like any sane person would, like Chad thinks he should. He just puts his Swiss Army knife on the counter and waits for Chad to make the next move. Chad can walk away—did walk away the first time it all went down, but only lasted a month before he came back and if he wasn’t actually crawling, he might as well have been.
If he doesn’t walk away, he takes the knife and goes out and cuts a switch, big and thick enough that Chris won’t backhand him and send him back out to cut another. Chris doesn’t care how long it takes him to get up the nerve to drag his ass back into the house, but once he’s in, he’s in and there’s no backing out. It’s stupid and sick and just plain fucked-up that it takes Chris whipping Chad’s ass and thighs bloody to make Chad believe that he’s not going anywhere, but that’s why Chad doesn’t even bother opening his mouth.
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MY BRAIN, YOU HAVE KILLED IT.
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Why don't I have a Chris having me pick a switch? Huh? Why don't I?
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Not part of an established verse? *eyes you*
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have i mentioned yet how much i approve of this plan? because i really do! GUH.
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I'm glad you're liking my distractions, too. =)
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