Time Enough
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dorksidefikerTITLE: Time Enough
AUTHOR:dorksidefiker
FANDOM: X-Men
PAIRING/CHARACTER/GENERAL SERIES: Anole/Hellion
TABLE: C
PROMPT: 36. Slow
RATING: R
SUMMARY: Julian wants to take his time, but Victor doesn’t think they have enough.
WARNINGS: Slash!
NOTES: I have nothing worth noting. Just a bit of plotless almost-porn.
DISCLAIMER: I own nothing.
Victor squirmed as Julian pinned him against the headboard of the bed. The dark haired young mutant straddled his thighs, hands still clamped around Victor’s wrists as he nuzzled the crook of his neck. Victor moaned softly, head rolling back as Julian mouthed his shoulder, planting wet, open mouth kisses on the green flesh. “Gonna take my time with you,” Julian sighed, raking his nails lightly down Victor’s chest. Victor responded with a growl, fisting a hand in Julian’s hair and kissing him roughly.
“We don’t have time,” Victor groaned, frustration almost as thick in his voice as lust. “We don’t- We’re leaving in-” His hips bucked as Julian pressed in to him with a tendril of telekinetic power, and his mouth closed over one of Victor’s nipples. “Oh God!”
“Close enough,” Julian said with a dirty laugh.
AUTHOR:
dorksidefikerFANDOM: X-Men
PAIRING/CHARACTER/GENERAL SERIES: Anole/Hellion
TABLE: C
PROMPT: 36. Slow
RATING: R
SUMMARY: Julian wants to take his time, but Victor doesn’t think they have enough.
WARNINGS: Slash!
NOTES: I have nothing worth noting. Just a bit of plotless almost-porn.
DISCLAIMER: I own nothing.
Victor squirmed as Julian pinned him against the headboard of the bed. The dark haired young mutant straddled his thighs, hands still clamped around Victor’s wrists as he nuzzled the crook of his neck. Victor moaned softly, head rolling back as Julian mouthed his shoulder, planting wet, open mouth kisses on the green flesh. “Gonna take my time with you,” Julian sighed, raking his nails lightly down Victor’s chest. Victor responded with a growl, fisting a hand in Julian’s hair and kissing him roughly.
“We don’t have time,” Victor groaned, frustration almost as thick in his voice as lust. “We don’t- We’re leaving in-” His hips bucked as Julian pressed in to him with a tendril of telekinetic power, and his mouth closed over one of Victor’s nipples. “Oh God!”
“Close enough,” Julian said with a dirty laugh.