Round 3 - Return of the Meme

[hhanon]

Round 3 - Return of the Meme

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That's nearly the end of the storia, for onto the scene comes our much loved meme: HAIL TO THE QUEEN OF PROMPTIA.

Comments

FILL: Pining For Your Face, Blenkinsop/Maltravers, Eventually NC-17 [4D/4]

[(Anonymous)]

Within a few seconds, for he is a vaguely sensible man and Blenkinsop does tend to follow after a little prodding, they manage to reverse their positions. Blenkinsop timidly pinning him back against the wall as he holds onto those bony hips. They pass a happy few moments that way – clinging onto each other with nobody else in the world and nobody likely to change that.

And then they have to break for air again, and he decides to step things up a notch.

It takes a bit of arching, maybe a few moments on his toes, for him to reach Blenkinsop’s jawline. But when he does get there it is entirely worth it – soft and sweet and with just the slightest hint of stubble grazing his lips. He gently kisses along it, trails lower and lower with Blenkinsop’s hands gripping at his arms until he reaches the soft line of neck and is able to feel his best chum’s gulping right under his lips.

“Peter…” Blenkinsop breathes above him, as he takes a few moments lingering there.

…And ah.

This isn’t the place for foreplay, or even anything more but he’s not really acknowledging that at the moment, and as he draws back he realizes that Blenkinsop might not even want foreplay. He’s looking a little worried, after all, a little trembling and frightened and timid and… Well, he’s never been the type to take advantage of a chap with reservations about anything.

“John,” he says calmly, and waits until Blenkinsop looks down at him with wide eyes, “we don’t-“

“We do,” Blenkinsop interrupts immediately, and then looks needlessly embarrassed – like he has no idea of how impossibly endearing he just looked “…Um, please? I just- I just-“

“John.”

“-Need you.”

…An affectionately long pause this time, as he just has to brace himself on Blenkinsop’s shoulders and lean up for yet another kiss that somehow leads to Blenkinsop’s coat being unbuttoned and his shirt almost falling off his shoulders and warm hands on bare skin in a way that sends the both of them gasping.

“Please?” Blenkinsop asks again, low and needy and with head warmly buried into his shoulder.

And, well…

He’s never been able to resist Blenkinsop, not when it counts.